Jing Dong is very straight

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Unobtrusively, Tang Qiubai's tightly pursed lips moved slightly with her voice, and his brows twitched.

"It's too difficult." Tang Qiubai's voice was hoarse, more like her voice after restraint and forbearance.

Jing Shuyun looked at her quietly, without speaking, but her drooping fingers stroked back and forth because of anxiety.

Tang Qiubai felt her gaze and thought of her dark and bright eyes, his heart softened for no reason.

Tang Qiubai was a little thankful that she missed Jing Shuyun's eyes.

In almost a second, images of the previous neighbor's house began to appear in Tang Qiubai's mind, the sharp voices of the quarrel, the stubborn eyes with blood stains, and the lingering, harsh rumors lingering in Tang Qiubai's ears.

When the eyes touched Jing Shuyun's shadow again, they were mixed together, and Tang Qiubai's pupils shrank suddenly.

"What happened when you came home."

Jing Shuyun was able to detect Tang Qiubai's reactions before and after after only a little comparison.

Tang Qiubai was silent for a while, and after taking a few deep breaths, he still told what she saw.

She tried her best to speak the whole thing smoothly, but when she reached the end, her voice still trembled slightly.

It was too difficult, the three words were not only what Tang Qiubai said, but also the biggest feeling in her heart.

"I'm fine. My parents knew about it a long time ago, and they accepted it. But you," Tang Qiubai stopped suddenly, the corners of his eyes turned red, and he turned his head more to the side. After a while, he said, "But You, parents don't talk about it for now, just you, those rumors, it won't work."

Tang Qiubai spoke almost half a sentence, holding his breath, for fear that if the breath was released, the embankments in his eyes would burst.

Jing Shuyun looked at Tang Qiubai standing in front of her, whether it was the straight body, the clenched hands, the tilted head, even the tightly pursed lips, and the red corners of the eyes, each of them affected and pulled her nerves. When she didn't realize it, her hand had already reached over, but it hadn't touched the other party, and it was hanging in the air.

She wants to hug her.

This is what Jing Shuyun realized after she knew it, the thoughts in her heart.

But Tang Qiubai didn't let her get what she wanted, and stepped back without a trace, avoiding Jing Shuyun's hand.

"It's getting late, go back and rest." She said this and turned around.

The shadow gradually drifted away with its master, and it also got farther and farther away from Jing Shuyun who was still standing there.

Under the dim moonlight, there was only one figure left. Standing there, Jing Shuyun's hand hanging in mid-air did not come down for a long time, which seemed to be a kind of stubbornness of hers.

The bleak autumn wind blew past her with a chill, as if absorbing the warmth from her fingertips, and the hand hanging in the air gradually cooled down.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Shuyun retracted her stiff neck because she had been looking at the direction Tang Qiubai left, and her eyes naturally fell on her hand that was still hanging in the air with slightly bent fingers.

She gently withdrew her hand, turned around, looked at the pale palm, seemed to have a feeling, and moved her fingers lightly.

Finally, as if he was still holding Tang Qiubai's hand during the day, he tightened it bit by bit.

The light in her dark eyes became hotter and brighter.

On the way back, no one spoke anymore, and the atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point. Tang Qiubai didn't look at Jing Shuyun all the time, and turned his head to the outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Shuyun looked at her sideways from time to time, paying attention to her, and from the beginning to the end, she could only see her lips tightly pursed into a line.

Arriving at the gate of the community, Tang Qiubai opened the door without much hesitation and jumped out of the car.

Jing Shuyun looked at her, seeming to have something to say, but Tang Qiubai hurried ahead of her and said, "Thanks for your hard work, be careful on the road."

Looking at the back of Tang Qiubai leaving, Jing Shuyun sighed softly, frowned, tightened his fingers holding the steering wheel a little bit, and finally stepped on the accelerator and slid out.

When there is no light to shine on, the boundless and endless night will swallow people up in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

If hope is light, then gossip is endless darkness, it will not kill people instantly, but it consumes willpower and corrodes bit by bit, like a gangrene.

……

The weekend was over, and a new busy week was ushered in. Tang Qiubai sat in the office according to the usual time. There was a meeting this morning, which was about the recent work meeting of the agricultural products department.

Other departments usually hold meetings once a week or half a month, but Tang Qiubai's first meeting is at the beginning. He waits for the qualifications to come down, and then various things are put on hold.

According to the usual practice, the boss needs to be invited to the meeting in advance, and the attitude must be set. Of course, whether the boss has time to come is the boss's business.

This is also a headache for Tang Qiubai. The incident of the night before last is still vivid in his mind. It will inevitably be a little embarrassing to face it again at the meeting today.

But Tang Qiubai thought about it again, the embarrassment of this kind of thing was caused by both parties, and he hadn't seen her or Zhai Yan this morning.

Tang Qiubai took the notebook and put it on the conference table, raised his hand to check the time, but the corner of his eyes scanned the door, people from the department came one after another, and there were no familiar figures, which made Tang Qiubai heave a sigh of relief .