Stealing the moonlight into my arms

When Xiao Jingting got up from the bed, he found that he was still wearing yesterday's shirt, which was wrinkled after a night's sleep.

He frowned slightly, as if trying to hide something, and said calmly, "As you wish."

After saying this, he walked directly into the bathroom in the master bedroom.

Fu Runing looked at his back and slowly let out a long sigh.

She was one hundred percent sure that there was something wrong with Xiao Jingting.

And it's a serious problem.

She is full of things on her mind now, who should she talk to?

After the Xiao family's ancestral worship, it was time for the Xiao family's shareholders' meeting. If Xiao Jingting's mental state were known, it would be considered that the current head of the Xiao family was mentally ill...

The key question now is, does he himself know that he has a problem?

Fu Runing walked to her dressing table, where there was an exquisite storage cabinet, which contained her precious wood carvings.

She opened the glass cabinet door and ran her fingers over the wood carvings with mixed feelings.

He said it was a gift from him.

It was given by Fu Zheng, who is not very talkative and even a little dull.

Xiao Jingting came out of the bathroom and saw that she was still there, but she had taken out all the wooden carvings in the storage cabinet.

Without saying a word, he found a shirt from the closet and changed his clothes with his back to her.

Fu Runing glanced at his back. She also wanted to ignore everything and just leave.

But she remembered Xiao Jingting who took her to Qianfo Mountain after midnight that day.

People have more than one side.

Fu Runing coughed lightly and said, "Have you told grandpa and grandma about our divorce?"

The only response she got was silence.

And the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

After a while, he buttoned his shirt, picked up his watch from the bedside table and put it on.

He returned to his former self as the noble and aloof elite he was.

"No." Xiao Jingting's voice was low and his emotions could not be heard. "When they don't see you for a long time, they will ask about it sooner or later."

Fu Runing continued to ask, "Will the news of your divorce have any impact on the upcoming shareholders' meeting?"

For a large enterprise, the marital status of the core leaders generally needs to be transparent.

Xiao Jingting did not answer her directly. He was silent for a moment and turned to look at her.

"Whether it affects us or not, we've already divorced. Even if it does, you won't remarry me. Is there any point in asking this?"

Fu Runing was speechless. She really didn't know what to do.

Even coming here this morning, she didn't know the point.

Should she go up to him and say, "Xiao Jingting, you're crazy, go to the hospital as soon as possible"?

Just as she was stunned, Xiao Jingting had already turned around and walked out of the master bedroom.

He didn't want to stay alone in the same space with Fu Runing for too long.

After going downstairs, he took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and drank it calmly, suppressing the strange feelings in his heart.

Afterwards, Xiao Jingting took the car keys and went to the garage.

He discovered something unusual.

After returning from the Fu family yesterday, he clearly did not go out again, but the car was parked in the wrong direction.

He opened the travel track in the car irritably, and sure enough, there was an extra driving route.

'He' went to the Fu family.

Xiao Jingting stared at the route and slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

What does 'he' want?

That pervert, does he want to drive him crazy again?

The first time Xiao Jingting learned the term dissociative disorder was in the first year after returning to the Xiao family.

At that time, he was not in Shengzhou, but in the branch of the Xiao family, dealing with some difficult old foxes all day long. This was the rule of the Xiao family, and the younger generation had to be sent to the branch to gain experience.

But people like Xiao Yanting were trained as successors. He was brought up by various people since he was a child, and all the members of the Xiao family knew him.

But Xiao Jingting's return to his ancestral home changed everything.

At the same time, there were also many people waiting to laugh at his mistakes. His starting point was far inferior to Xiao Yanting, and his network resources were all tilted towards Xiao Yanting.

He also didn't have any sense of belonging in the Xiao family.

He would often think back to his days at the Fu family.

According to his plan, he founded a company while in college. Within the five-year plan, the company would reach a considerable scale, and by then he would have a certain amount of capital.

Perhaps by then, he can also chase the moonlight that he dared not touch before.

But from the day he left the Fu family, all of this may have ended.

There is no future, and no maybe.

The Fu family couldn't keep him, but the Xiao family didn't feel like a home.

If he had not been adopted by Fu Zhangnan and had not experienced the five years of having a real home, he might not have felt that the days that followed would be so difficult.

So he chose to flee Shengzhou City.

It took a long time to accept Xiao Jingting's new identity.

When he is in an unfamiliar place and there are too many things to do, he won't think about those things.

Until the calendar on his phone reminded him of a date.

Fu Runing's birthday is coming soon.

Before leaving Shengzhou City, Xiao Jingting went to the library of Shengzhou University to see her. The heartless girl had made new friends and was enjoying her happy college life.

I guess I've forgotten him a long time ago.

He looked through her circle of friends, which was full of sharing of her happy life.

He then went to the local lumber market, bought all the tools, and started carving her gift this year in his spare time.

The funny thing is that Fu Runing always thought that it was given to her year after year by the neighbor boy she mentioned.

At that time, he didn't want to explain, and there was nothing to explain.

His original intention was that he didn't want to see her complain that the neighbor boy she liked didn't give her a gift.

There wasn't much I could give her.

During those five years, he thought he was willing.

Perhaps it was because of the roaring spring thunder that night and the rainy night was too dull, Xiao Jingting's hand holding the carving knife was not steady.

He didn't know what was bothering him, he just accidentally cut his finger.

The blood from his fingertips flowed onto the wood, ruining his half-finished work.

It was raining outside the window, and the raindrops were hitting the glass.

Xiao Jingting looked at the blurry glass window, on which his own face was reflected.

The rain blurred the window, and seemed to blur his face as well.

He saw that the person in the mirror seemed to be laughing, mocking him contemptuously, and he even heard the person say -

"Coward, what's the use of doing this? She doesn't like you. You are a rotten person in the mud pit. Why should she like you?

If this thing wasn't given out in someone else's name, she probably wouldn't want it, right?

Their family treats you well, but they still don’t want you, right?

People like you are born unwanted and destined to be abandoned."

Xiao Jingting wanted to escape from the circle of that voice, but that person never let him go and kept repeating these words in his mind.

The person in the mirror was still laughing at his weakness, incompetence and ridiculousness——

"You want to stay, but you don't dare to express your intention to stay, and they don't want you."

"You are jealous of her having so many people around her, you hate that she likes so many people, but you are afraid that you are not among the people she likes."

"You like her, but you don't dare to express your love for her. You don't even dare to ask her if she likes you, for fear that she will say she doesn't like you."

"If I were you, I would just grab it."

Xiao Jingting clenched his fists and smashed the window with all his strength. The glass window cracked, but he still couldn't get rid of the evil sound lingering in his ears.

The ghostly voice tormented him for a long time.

Xiao Jingting didn't know what happened that night.

But the next day, he found himself waking up at a table in the study room of Shengzhou University.

The city he is in is seven hundred kilometers away from Shengzhou City.

It was as if it was just a dream and he appeared here.

As for what he did, he has no memory.

The first group of students who were studying in the morning came in to take seats. In the chaos, he seemed to see Fu Runing.

In less than a year, she became more beautiful, and all the opposite sex in the library would take a few more glances at her.

Including him.

From a distance, he looked at her greedily a few more times.

And when they were about to approach, he quickly stood up and dodged, almost running away.

Xiao Jingting left Shengzhou City again.

He secretly consulted a psychologist about the situation.

The psychiatrist's conclusion was dissociative disorder, and as for that "he", it was his dark side that had been there for many years.

When people suppress their desires for a long time, another dark side will emerge.

That's because his desires are insatiable.

It is also his delusion and sin.

It was the first time that Xiao Jingting felt the presence of another person in his body, and the initial treatment plan given by the psychologist was to withdraw the triggers.

Later, he deleted Fu Runing's contact information and no longer contacted the Fu family.

His life slowly returned to normal.

As calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Time passed day by day, so long that he felt he had forgotten Fu Runing and everything about the Fu family.

But one day, Fu Runing contacted him through someone else and appeared in front of him with an unconcealable purpose.

He heard about the Fu family's affairs and helped. At that time, his ability could only help to that extent, and he could not do anything more.

But Fu Runing wanted more.

He had obviously forgotten her.

But she came to provoke him again.

But he knew it was a trap set for him, but he still walked into it half sober and half obsessed.

Later, Xiao Jingting stopped talking about liking someone and even avoided love as much as possible.

That was the self-respect he left for himself.

If even love needs to be begged for, that would be too unbearable.

Until today, the dark side in him has returned and tried to take over everything he has like it did back then.