Cats are creatures that seem to naturally carry an air of nobility, allure, elegance, and mystery, but without exception, they all make people fall in love with them.
To be fair, Xie Ci doesn't actually like cats very much. They shed fur, and their soft, delicate hair falls into clothes and hair, making it very difficult tp remove.
They don't care about your feelings, barging into your world without reason, leaving their own traces without permission.
They always seem to be in their own rhythm. When getting close they test the waters, when distancing themselves they leave room, making people both love them and feel helpless.
Especially when they sit obediently in place, their big eyes staring at you unblinkingly, those eyes seem to contain magic that makes it impossible to leave. Their natural aloofness combined with their alluring temperant is like a flowing mystery, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.
But that cat slipped alone into the silent darkness, with only insect chirping around and lights only in the distance.
Xie Ci felt disappointed again, along with inexplicable anger.
Since you barged into my life without permission, then I'll rudely barge into your room too. I'll let you know I'm not easy to ss with either!
But the flow of ti for people and cats is too different, like a movie destined to end. Even though you know the ending, when you invest your emotions, you can't help but worry: what will you do when the day of separation cos? Should you get another one? Is it because you're afraid of forgetting the old one, or afraid you can't fill the empty space?
But Xie Ci didn't think about any of this at all!
He only thought about the mont they nuzzle up to you, the weight of them stepping on your blanket in the middle of the night, and when they stare at you, how their eyes seem to carry the light of stars.
Before entering the door, he had already made up his mind. He had his own bottom line.
He would put on a sour face, assu a cold expression, not ask anything, not say anything, acting as if he didn't care about her at all.
So, even when Xie Ci entered and was imdiately gently pressed into a chair by Ling Xi, and he watched with so trepidation as this tall, beautiful woman who apparently also had a lofty social status knelt tenderly before him, helping him untie his shoelaces bit by bit and change into slippers like a virtuous wife, asking in a humble, even humble tone whether he wanted to eat or bathe first.
He turned his head away.
Even though he saw the fleeting loneliness and grievance in her eyes.
"I won't bathe. Just make so food.
"After eating, I'll leave imdiately."
But she still didn't say much more. That cold, alluring face showed no trace of being slighted or aggrieved.
She simply pulled out a set of pink loungewear from the closet and changed into it, raising her hand to gather her shoulder length hair behind her head. Her fingers played with a hair tie for a mont, and a loose low ponytail hung down over her left shoulder.
When changing clothes, she didn't consider Xie Ci's presence at all, as if it didn't matter even if her body was completely seen by a man she'd just t less than a day ago. Although Xie Ci had already seen it countless tis in the photos she herself had taken. But he still angrily told her to go change in her bedroom.
She said "oh," and when she ca out again, a light colored apron was already wrapped around her slender waist, her wonderful calf lines showing beneath white shorts.
Her cute little feet stepped in cotton slippers, occasionally revealing a section of pristine instep, the curve of her ankles alluring, as if specially displayed for him to see.
She reached out to take a glass from the cupboard. The hem of her apron moved up with the motion of standing on tiptoe, and the tight ultra short shorts also rode up, revealing the inner side of her white thigh.
A striking black.
The pure black arrow through a heart, with three plum blossoms adorning the sides, on the snow white inner thigh, under the soft lighting, appeared even more stunning and alluring.
She poured Xie Ci a glass of beverage, then stood obediently motionless before him, displaying the tattoo on her thigh without concealnt, as if waiting for sothing.
No words, no explanations, even completely ignoring Xie Ci's sour face.
Just like a virtuous wife, quietly standing there, a pair of beautiful blue eyes cast downward.
Xie Ci watched as the cold, alluring her suddenly shifted toward a wifely temperant, montarily stunned.
Xie Ci suddenly felt that his ridiculous coldness and anger were like hitting cotton, making him powerless and uncomfortable all over.
So gentle, is it necessary...
If so, then why did you approach like that in the beginning... why didn't you just tell directly...
And so, one person sat in silence, one person stood in silence.
Xie Ci deliberately didn't look at her anymore, but even so, he still saw her slightly trembling hands.
"The tattoo... is very beautiful. The pictures were far less stunning than seeing it in person."
Xie Ci felt his face had beco sowhat stiff. To loosen up, he spoke.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever. Make what you're good at."
"Okay."
.......
This is why Xie Ci sat by the window, lost in thought listening to the cooking sounds from the kitchen.
The thudding of chopping vegetables made him irritable, the explosive sounds from the oil pan startled him, the gurgling of stewing soup inexplicably cald him.
The largest portion was still the sound of her footsteps shuttling back and forth between the living room and kitchen, using the excuse that she forgot this or forgot that, asking if he minded this ingredient or that ingredient.
But I'm not going to run away.
Xie Ci thought irritably.
So he began examining the interior decor.
White walls, wooden flooring, on several L shaped sofas, two throw pillows casually placed.
TV cabinet, coffee table, sofa, arranged in sequence. No paintings on the walls, beside the sofa two very large potted plants with drooping leaves.
The curtain on the balcony was slightly lifted by the wind, revealing the ocean view outside the window, and faintly visible hanging laundry.
You could tell it seed like she'd just moved here not long ago, and had plans for long term residence.
Xie Ci frowned.
From the mont Ling Xi turned and ran, he had followed behind her at neither too far nor too close a distance. He didn't know why he was possessed to follow, but what kept echoing in his mind was the panic and sadness that flashed through those blue eyes.
So he just sat there quietly, originally planning to wait for her to co out, get her WeChat, and find an opportunity to properly scold her about why she chose this way to enter his life.
Having chatted with her for so long, from various clues, it's not that he hadn't imagined the story behind her. Being alone in Country M for over ten years wasn't normal at all.
But her disappointnt on the phone, her forced composure, her final decisiveness, all made him panic.
The phone stopped ringing, but she didn't co out, so he just sat there waiting and waiting. He waited until even Ding Yu and Zhang Chen were about to leave, and he still made an excuse to wait there, even getting the laughing title of "simp" from those two.
But he also didn't know why he was waiting there, until who knows how long later, when he was afraid sothing was wrong, he rushed in anxiously to pull her out, even making up a lie about being afraid of the dark.
He also didn't know why he was possessed to hold her hand, bought her candied hawthorn, and walked her all the way to her door. And ca inside, giving her this gentle opportunity, leaving him alone here in confusion.
Now Xie Ci couldn't even quite understand why he was angry.
The root of his disappointnt ca from how abrupt she was.
But what was the root of his anger?
Being deceived?
Then he should have just left without caring how she was doing.
So what if she had beauty comparable to Ye Li? Appearance and such was the most fleeting, most unimportant thing in a person's life. Appearance can be easily changed, but so people's inner selves may be impossible to glimpse in an entire lifeti...
Lost in thought, the table was already filled with four dishes and a soup. Tomato scrambled eggs, braised pork, stead fish, stir fried greens, and seaweed egg drop soup.
Xie Ci was sowhat surprised. A rich woman who'd been in Country M for over ten years, a capable person in the entertainnt industry, could actually make these ordinary common people's dishes?
With a "thud," two bottles of red wine landed on the dining table. Ling Xi stood beside with hands hanging down, eyes cast downward, voice low, "Would you like... to drink so?"
Xie Ci raised his eyes. His gaze lingered on her face for half a second before leaving. His chest felt stuffy and churning, then he looked at the red liquid in the glass bottle.
Actually, Xie Ci really wanted to say, your alluring seductive eyes completely don't match this gentle and humble feeling.
You should be a charming flower in a greenhouse, the kind held in soone's palm, not like this right now...
"Okay."
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