After the agreed divorce, I became a sister-in-law

Yun Qing wanted to pass him and go forward.

Pushing the luggage with one hand, Xiang Huaijin took a big step to the left to block her, and asked herself, "Qi Yan is not with you?"

Yun Qing put her hands in her pockets, moved to the side, and widened the distance between the two: "Mr. Xiang, what's the matter?"

"It's okay." He moved away to get out of the way.

Yun briskly walked past him, and went forward to the waiting hall to wait for the ticket check.She took out a book from her backpack to pass the time.She didn't think much about the unexpected encounter with Xiang Huaijin until she saw Xiang Huaijin sitting next to her on the plane again.

Yun Qing stopped in the aisle, hesitating whether to go forward?The people behind urged her: "Miss, can you go?"

Xiang Huaijin looked up when she heard the voice, unbuckled her seat belt and stood up to let her in.She hesitated on the spot, looking at Xiang Huaijin's brows and eyes immersed in the dark sky day and night, the gloomy aura around her seemed to sweep the entire cabin.

The voice from behind came again: "Miss, if you don't go, give way first?"

"Sorry." She stepped over Xiang Huaijin's seat and sat down by the window.

Xiang Huaijin nodded apologetically to the people behind, and returned to her seat to sit down.He glanced at Yun Qing, and his voice was dull, moist as if he had jumped out of a jar that had been sealed for a long time: "Seat belt."

"Thank you." Her voice was quick and short, as if she was gulping it down.

Yun Qing pulled up the seat belt and fastened it, leaning her head on the back of the chair and looking out the window.

Xiang Huaijin glanced sideways, her usually gloomy pupils hung down like stars on her body: "How does Qi Yan treat you?"

"Very good." Sensing Xiang Huaijin's gaze, she couldn't help leaning towards the window, not daring to turn her head back.

Probably because he was worried that Yun Qing would be unhappy, he said, "Qi Yan seems to have settled down a lot recently."

She hummed coldly.

What Xiang Huaijin wanted to say had to stop abruptly.He wanted to please, but her indifference hurt her enthusiasm.

He looked down and fixed on her ankle covered by short boots, and asked suddenly: "Why is the scar on your ankle gone?"

Yun Qing was stunned, and looked at his brows and eyes for the first time along the way: "How does Mr. Xiang know that I have scars on my feet?"

In fact, even Yun Qing herself can't remember how the scar on her ankle got it?But because it affected the catwalk, she covered it with a tattoo of an arctic tern flying high.

She thought it was caused by Qi Yan pushing herself downstairs that time.But afterward, when he questioned Qi Yan several times, the other party firmly denied it, and was very angry and warned her not to wrong him.

Xiang Huaijin said lightly, "One time you participated in a underwear show, and I saw your ankles exposed."

Yun Qing emphasized: "I have a tattoo."

Xiang Huaijin smiled and said, "I know. But as long as you look carefully, you can see it."

Yun Qing questioned: "Really?"

He said firmly: "Yes."

She sneered: "Mr. Xiang is really observant when looking at people and things."

Xiang Huaijin didn't care at all, and said softly, "It's okay."

During the nearly thirteen-hour voyage, Yun Qing slept for more than half of the time, and for the rest of the time, in order to maintain a silent atmosphere with Xiang Huaijin, she concentrated all her energy on the book "Love in the Time of Cholera" in her hand.

Seeing it, Xiang Huaijin raised the topic again: "Many people on the Internet said that this book is not correct and insults love."

Yun Qing lowered her head: "Mr. Xiang still has time to read book reviews?"

"Look at it once in a while."

"Then Mr. Xiang thinks that a literary work can be defined by the so-called Three Views?"

Xiang Huaijin laughed: "I didn't define it. I was just relaying the discussion on the Internet."

Yun Qing asked: "Then what do you think of this book, Mr. Xiang?"

Xiang Huaijin pondered for a moment, then said with deep meaning: "Marquez wrote about my loneliness here."

Yun Qing flicked the book with blunt fingers, and looked up at him.

His deep and gloomy eyebrows and eyes seemed to be sleeping soundly in a deep and long tunnel.It was dark and dull, damp and cool, gradually corroding him under the ravages of time.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes quietly, obviously looking down, but the clusters of sparks slowly blooming in his eyes seemed to be looking up.

The tunnel in his body was slowly illuminated, slowly drying the moisture inside, revealing little by little the raging desire that was deeply hidden.

Xiang Huaijin is different from Qi Yan's arrogance.His desire is restrained and forbearing.Xiang Huaijin wriggled her lips and wanted to say something to dispel the panic and anxiety in her heart.But as soon as he opened his lips, he realized that his emotions were on the verge of losing control.

In order to restrain the delusions in his mind, he repeatedly clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles were faintly white.In the end, under Yun Qing's dazed expression, she fled with the last sobriety in her arms.

He unbuckled his seat belt tremblingly, his throat was sour and hoarse: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Looking at his desolate figure walking towards the bathroom, Yun Qing always felt that Xiang Huaijin was very strange today.

When Xiang Huaijin came back, she had already put on the blindfold, and the book was placed on the shelf in front of her.Suddenly, she felt a group of shadows slowly pressing towards her, and her body couldn't help turning towards the window.

However, Xiang Huaijin just took the book in front of her and opened it at will.Yun Qing felt that he took out the pen in his pocket and wrote something on it.

When she woke up, Xiang Huaijin was not in her seat.She picked up the book and turned back and forth several times, but she couldn't see any other people's handwriting.

A flight attendant's gentle and friendly voice came from the front.Xiang Huaijin came from the front, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with water again.His slender figure leaped over the strangers in the world of mortals in front of him one by one, and the depression left behind could sweep away the fierce noise in the world in an instant.

As his footsteps approached, Yun Qing lowered her head and put the books and earphones into her bag.Xiang Huaijin sat down beside her and asked in a low voice, "Do you need to go to Luo Heng today?"

Yun Qing said: "It should be necessary."

He nodded and said nothing.The plane descended slowly and skidded a long way on the runway before coming to a stop.The two got out of the car with the crowd, Xiang Huaijin was beside her to protect her from being hit by others.

After entering the lobby, the two kept a proper distance and went to carry their luggage in silence.He just waited for Yun Qing to mention his luggage and say goodbye to Xiang Huaijin.Not long after, she got into a taxi and went all the way to the hotel smoothly. She was standing at the front desk going through the check-in procedures when Xiang Huaijin appeared again.

Yun Qing was a little misunderstood, and said displeasedly: "Mr. Xiang, are you following me?"

Xiang Huaijin shrugged innocently, handed his ID to the staff at the front desk, and said directly: "Trouble. I booked a room online the night before yesterday."

Yun Qing panicked, turned her head away unnaturally.

Xiang Huaijin completed the check-in procedures, took the ID and the room handed back by the staff, and said politely and calmly: "I'll go up first."

Yun said softly and stiffly: "Yes."

After losing sight of Xiang Huaijin, Yun Qing called Luo Heng's assistant and asked if he could change to another hotel?
The assistant said: "Miss Yun, the hotel is decided by Mr. Luo. If you want to find another hotel to live in, you can call Mr. Luo."