Mask

Chapter 64 I Hate You (3)
Suddenly there was a door opening sound from the corridor on one side, and Duan Yisha, who didn't know the situation, blurted out. Masako was about to collapse, so he took the time to cast a glance, and said in a low voice, "Go back to the room."

Duan Yisha slipped away very fast, Masako immediately turned her head to hide, he turned her head around, and everything was back on track.She gradually collapsed during the passionate kiss, her inner resistance rose to the highest point, and finally pushed him away forcefully.

"Snapped!"

A slap hit his face, and he turned his head slightly.

She gasped.

He turned his head, wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and squinted at her.

She looked at him, fingers trembling.

The bell echoed in the quiet living room. He undid a button on his neckline, leaving a slight palm print on his cheek. He looked at her calmly and saw her heart.

Her coat fell to half her shoulders, her hair was disheveled around her neck, and her chest heaved.

It was raining outside the building and thunder was rumbling.

Then, No. 30 seconds, attraction and temptation erupted.

Masako grabbed his neckline and pulled him back in front of her for a second to continue the more lingering kiss.All repression was released, all reservations were torn apart, he won completely, but she lost willingly.He held her waist, and her hand touched the water glass on the table, with a "bang", the water glass split apart on the floor.

"Get back together." He took the opportunity to say, "We got back together."

"Then you promise me... you won't see An Qiyan, and you won't answer her calls."

"I promise."

"You can't believe anything anyone says about me..."

"Do not believe."

"Be nice to me..."

"Marry you." He interrupted her.

In an instant, all the worries and anxieties disappeared because of these two words. Even if she said it impulsively, she was moved, and she couldn't restrain the emotion, so she was carried into the bedroom by him.

It was also the moment when the door closed with a "bang" that he really felt that she was back, back to him, she cried and caressed his face and said
"Sorry", he said "It's okay, it's worth it".

Then that night, Masako couldn't remember how many small "I love you so much" she said to him.

8
She would never have thought that on the night she and Duan Yousi got back together, Ke Hanchen also stood under the Qiyu Building all night.

At six o'clock in the morning, when I came out of the building, it was raining lightly and the air was slightly cool.She wrapped the blue scarf around her neck tightly, looked up and saw Ke Hanchen standing in front of the flower garden, and stopped in her tracks.

She was slightly startled.

The wind slammed into his neck, and he just stood there, his whole body wet. Seeing her so glamorous, he smiled wryly.

"I saw you go in yesterday, I was afraid that you would be bullied, and wanted to wait for you to come down and send you back."

……

"But you didn't come down all night."

She had an umbrella in her hand, and she wanted to hold an umbrella for him on the next step, but he backed away from her.

"Sister." He stood in the rain, with a forced smile on his lips, and said, "You are a bad woman."

——Very helpless words.

He turned around and left, Masako stood quietly behind, her hair was blown by the wind.

Duan Yousi arrived later, he saw Ke Hanchen who was gone, looked down at her, and saw the deep guilt and apology in her eyes.

He stroked her shoulder and hugged her in his arms to comfort her.

For this sunny boy, she couldn't tell the truth.

But now, it's all over.

The love status returned to two months ago, Masako tried not to care about gossip in school, she was fully sure about the entrance examination, and her relationship with Duan Yisha was restored.

"Why did you go to that tea restaurant that day?" Occasionally, she asked about the encounter in the restaurant, "You don't usually go to that street."

"That day, my brother's classmate's car was driving in front, and they entered wherever they parked." Duan Yisha replied.

Masako listened and nodded.

Three days later, she invited Fan Jueming and Ni Zhiqi to Qiyu Mansion as guests.

It was very sudden, because they didn't know the news of the reunion, and Masako took the initiative to invite, Duan Yousi sent the news, which was full of hostess posture, so the two of them couldn't accept it for a while.

While waiting for the meal, the kitchen was warm, and he didn't care about outsiders, and liked to disturb her when she was busy. She was amused and whispered to him.

Only the TV was playing outside, no human voice.

"By the way." While making the soup, she mentioned, "I have a document that needs to be sent to the teacher's mailbox before six o'clock. I still have a few dishes. Can you send it for me?"

He naturally agreed, and she reminded: "The list is in my bag, and I need to print it before sending it on. The email address is written on the list."

When Duan Yousi entered the study, she lowered her head and took a sip of the soup, then turned the heat to a low simmer, untied her apron and left the kitchen.

"Zhiqi!" she shouted.

Ni Zhiqi sat up when she heard the sound, and she said, "Can you show me the soup? I'm going to buy some sliced ​​ginger."

"okay."

Just about to go out, Ni Zhiqi asked in embarrassment: "How soon will I be back? I'm not familiar with making soup, so I'm afraid it will delay the cooking."

"The supermarket downstairs doesn't have ginger slices. I might go to the vegetable market. The bus will take a quarter of an hour to go back and forth. It doesn't matter, I turned on the fire, and there is nothing special to pay attention to."

"Take the bus." Ni Zhiqi suggested without hesitation, "Then let Jueming drive you, he can drive faster."

Fan Jueming put down the tea in his hand, took the car keys and got up: "I'll see you off."

"Thank you." She replied.

Everything is going smooth.

He went to the garage and got on the car. He started the car and the lights came on.

"You are fine now." As if in order to ease the too quiet atmosphere, he took the initiative to speak.

"Ah."

The car detoured into the aisle, and the light at the exit was slightly visible.

"I also want to thank you. If I hadn't picked the same restaurant that day, nothing would happen."

Hearing Masako's words, Fan Jueming chuckled, "It's a coincidence."

"Yeah, it's a coincidence."

The direction of the front of the car turned a little abruptly, he looked ahead silently, her posture was leisurely and calm.

"Have you been to his house?" he asked.

"Not urgent."

He nodded.

Then, Masako began to straighten the hair around her neck: "You pay attention to him."

"Ok?"

"I heard he was a junior high school classmate."

"Oh." He nodded, "Yes."

There was a slight smile on her lips, looking at the road ahead, she said lightly: "He Yu Wenyi too."

He glanced at her just as the car was coming up the exit ramp.

A piece of light shone, and the car was quiet and uncluttered.

"She's an old friend of mine." When he looked away, his words were still polite

She smiled knowingly.

On the road, the sound of cars could be heard faintly.

"We are old friends with Yu Wenyi, so I advise her, but I dare to use the trick of jumping off a building to commit suicide, isn't it a bit too much?"

This sentence ended with a full stop, without any doubts, it was so straightforward and blunt, Masako looked calm.

He squinted slightly and raised his chin.

"Is it your fault for telling her to bully girls before? You also took advantage of the gap between her and An Qiyan to make Duan Yousi resist An Qiyan, and you won't be burned if the quarrel breaks out. It was really quiet."

The car has already entered the motorway, these words were spoken unhurriedly, and he listened calmly.

"It's not just You Si who likes to drink porridge in junior high school, but also An Qiyan. The porridge you made is not for him." At this point, Masako lowered her head and straightened the skirt on her knees, "It's for An Qiyan of."

"Because An Qiyan can't take the initiative to leave Duan Yousi, but you understand her weakness, and you also know that you want the two of them not to be together unless Duan Yousi proposes to break up. And you happen to understand Wen Yi's weakness, so you teach She helped her, expecting that one day Duan Yousi would not be able to stand An Qiyan, or that An Qiyan would find out that her best friend and boyfriend had betrayed her and was disappointed in them, and then you would take over."

When Masako spoke, Fan Jueming did not respond for a long time. He held the steering wheel with one hand, neither admitting nor denying these words.It wasn't until the car turned a sharp turn that he smiled vaguely: "That's how you understand it."

"Whether I understand it that way or not, I can tell Yoss this way."

He still wanted to pretend to be silent, but she had no intention of turning around anymore, she looked up indifferently, and said seriously: "Anyway, Duan Yousi is my boyfriend now."

……

"Who is watching him quietly, who is pushing him from behind, I will keep in mind, and then I will return nothing for him."

"Moya..."

"I wanted to turn a blind eye and close my eyes before, but you can't blame people for being merciless if you go too far. Now that I'm back, I'll take care of what needs to be done. If you insist on staying, I don't mind sharing it with you." Let's talk."

The words are very clear.

Fan Jueming nodded, and replied: "You want him to stay away from me as an old friend? Although he is dedicated, he doesn't value sex over friends."

His true attitude was revealed. He showed no fear at all, while Masako looked ahead calmly: "Although he doesn't value sex over friends, he won't tolerate villains."

The car encountered a red light at the intersection, and the brakes were a little sharp. Her hair slid from her shoulders and shook slightly.

His face changed, she smiled slightly and sat down peacefully.

"And your girlfriend. It's not that I don't know what that girl is thinking. I'm sorry that she is just a substitute, and she is still complacent. Pick a time to tell her the truth. This is my advice to you before parting."

At the end of the dialogue, Fan Jueming remained silent, winning or losing was a foregone conclusion.

9
As soon as the door of the apartment was opened, the aroma of soup overflowed.

Masako put the bag with sliced ​​ginger on the table, took off her coat, just as Ni Zhiqi came out of the kitchen.

"Huh?" She looked towards the door, "Where's Cassia?"

"Suddenly I received a call saying that there is something to do at school and I need to go back." She replied while smoothing out her hair tangled in her collar.

Ni Zhiqi was a little surprised.

"left already?"

"Not yet, the car is parked below, and he is on the phone."

"Oh..." She thought about it, lifted her bag and said, "Masako, I'll go with him too."

"Don't you have dinner?"

"I'm sorry if I don't eat. You've been busy for so long. If he has something to do, I have to go and see him."

"It's okay." Masako said without holding back, leaning on the back of the chair.

"Then let's go, tell Yoss, I'm sorry."

"See you."

"goodbye!"

"boom!"

The door is closed.

The living room was very quiet, Masako turned around, saw Duan Yousi standing at the entrance of the study, and looked at each other, she didn't speak, but he seemed to know the bottom line.

But he didn't say anything, walked to her side and patted her waist, pulled out the chair and said, "Eat."

"I'm going back after eating." She reminded, "Today is Friday."

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

At the intersection of the alley that night, Masako asked him to stop.

Women have recently had the habit of taking a walk after meals, and they are afraid that if they meet by chance, it will cause more trouble.She had already waved goodbye, but paused before opening the car door, turned around and kissed him on the cheek.

"Goodbye." She said goodbye for the second time, smiled, opened the door with her backhand, and got out of the car under his gaze.

The car left, and the evening breeze was blowing.

She closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath against the wind, and turned to walk into the trail after soothing her fatigue.

He walked neither fast nor slow, thinking about the excuses he would give the woman when he got home.When she was about to approach her small courtyard, she noticed a figure standing at the door, and she stopped slowly. Seeing that the person had just arrived, she folded her arms and raised her head, looking at the house.

"Excuse me……"

As soon as she turned her head, Masako stopped asking, her face turned pale, and she greeted softly: "It's you."

Just as An Qiyan looked away from the house, he turned to Masako again, and said with a low laugh, "This is your home, I thought it was a scholarly family."

The words were full of sarcasm, Masako ignored it, lowered her head and opened the courtyard door, but was stopped by An Qiyan.

She had to stop the movement of her hands, and she stood quietly, listening to An Qiyan's words of warning: "Be careful, I'm keeping an eye on you now, no matter what you Mo Yazi does, I will be The person who has been watching from behind..."

With a "click", the door suddenly opened, while Masako looked forward, An Qiyan was also distracted.

It was a woman who opened the door. She was about to go out for a walk. Masako calmly stepped over the threshold to support her: "Mom, the weather is bad. Rest at home today."

"Who is this..." Although the woman was supported by her and turned around, her eyes were still on An Qiyan, and she murmured over and over again, "Who is this..."

"Stranger." Masako responded, closing the courtyard door without looking back.

An Qi left.

Masako stood by the window sill, watching her go.

That sentence still lingers.

At eight o'clock in the evening, she sent away the nurse's aunt, and the shadows of the trees were dancing outside the courtyard, and everything was as usual.

Back in the living room, the woman was sitting on the sofa watching TV.She knelt down to clean up the slightly messy coffee table. At this moment, the TV was broadcasting news, and the volume was turned down by the woman. Only the light from the screen flickered on and off.

Thinking about what An Qiyan said, she absent-mindedly tidied up a stack of newspapers and laid them upright, just in time to see the picture of the group building flashing across the TV screen.The movements of her hands gradually slowed down, she turned around and found the remote control, and turned up the volume.

As the host speeds up, more and more content is heard by Masako. The screens of the strictly guarded private airport, high-end social banquets, and frequent celebrity interview shows are switched every two seconds. The photo of the woman - red lips, tough suit lines, but also a variety of styles, and this style also comes with a strong sense of oppression, making Masako stare quietly.

"After Duan Fuling, vice chairman of Yasi Group known as the 'Queen of the Financial Circle', exposed rumors of a marriage change last week, today it is rumored that she has secretly flown to Singapore for vacation. According to foreign media reports, Duan Fuling had married her current husband as early as the day before yesterday— —Mr. Dieng, head of the Paris media giant, reached a divorce agreement. According to the pre-marital property agreement between the two, the woman may receive a huge breakup fee. If the news is true, Duan Fuling will become the richest single woman in Asia based on her own property A businessman, and this is the third time that this financial empress has ended her marriage, and her two ex-husbands have not expressed any views on this matter. It is reported that Duan Fuling will return to China this week, and the current itinerary is a mystery."

After the host finished speaking, she immediately cut into an interview video. The interviewer asked her her views on marriage in French. She tilted her head and replied with an unclear smile: "It's definitely not something that takes up my whole life."

When asked again what she wanted to do most if she became single again, she remained calm, pointing her fingertips to her knees, and replied in the same tone: "Go home, have dinner with my family, nothing will change."

Go home and have dinner with my family.

At the same time, the Qiyu Building.

The same picture appeared on the TV screen, Duan Yousi watched with one hand in his pocket, the gloom in his eyes became more and more intense.

Duan Yisha's loud sound of opening the door didn't bother him, and he kept his eyes on the TV.Duan Yisha walked over panting, and stared at him blankly.

"elder brother……"

He doesn't answer.

"Ding Lingling——"

The damn ringtone rang sharply at this sensitive moment.

Duan Yisha stood still, her chest heaving, and then he slowly looked away from the TV, remained silent for five seconds, and looked at the phone.

(End of this chapter)