Disgusted

Chapter 25

"Have you eaten yet?" Saori really looked at her and asked softly. "I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you." As he said, he got up and was about to go to the kitchen.

Qingkong didn't have time to change his shoes, he just felt his heart warm up, and his body took two steps forward and hugged Saori from behind as if he had his own consciousness.He hugged her, buried his head into her neck, inhaled deeply the familiar breath, turned it around in his body and exhaled again, as if this could slightly sweep away the anxiety that had accumulated like fine snow these days.

Saori also didn't move, let her alone, just put her hand on Qing Kong's hand that was holding her waist and abdomen, and inserted her fingers between her fingers, holding it with some strength.

"Are you okay?" After a while, Qing Kong hugged her arms tightly, then turned her around and looked at her eyebrows carefully.There was tiredness that couldn't be concealed on that face: there were bloodshot eyes, light blue dark circles under the eyes, and even the corners of the eyes had fine lines that seemed to be there, it seemed that every cell in the body was tired .Even so, his eyes were clear and calm.

What kind of nonsense is this?Qing Kong frowned and raised his hands to hold Saori's face, and gently stroked her dark circles with his thumbs.How can it be good?The company is in chaos, her parents are old, and her older brother, who has always been at the helm, has disappeared, so she has to deal with it all by herself.How can it be good?However, after thousands of turns, what came out of my mouth was still the same sentence: "Are you okay?"

Saori met her gaze, seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally shook her head.

"It's pretty bad, the situation." He even showed a little smile as he said it. "I thought things were so bad that they couldn't get any worse, but when I turned a corner, I found that there was a bigger and deeper trap waiting ahead. Sometimes I almost felt admiration for being able to screw things up to this point." Saori There was something flickering in the eyes, something like hatred and self-blame.

"Sorry. I haven't contacted you since then." After a moment of silence, Saori looked at Qingkong as if she had recovered, and raised her hand to rub her half-long messy hair. "The scene became more and more chaotic later on. There are too many things to take care of... Are you hungry? Can you cook something?"

Qing Kong shook his head, placed her on the sofa, took off his coat, and turned into the kitchen without saying a word.

During the month of living together, Aozora has gradually learned to cook some simple dishes.Saori is too busy, if possible, I always hope to give her some hot food to eat when she comes back.Open the refrigerator, glance around, first take out the minced meat, fry it with butter, let it cool, wrap the remaining mashed potatoes in tin foil and put it in the oven, soak the seaweed in warm water for a while, shred it and drizzle with olive oil , then scald the pasta, add diced tomatoes and the previous minced meat to make a simple pasta with tomato sauce.Qingkong is doing these things unhurriedly. He used to think that he was not familiar with housework, but later he realized that he just didn't care. When people who cared liked food, he followed suit.

After putting a few simple dishes on the table and setting the tableware, Qing Kong realized that he hadn't changed his shoes, and the wooden door hadn't been closed properly.I went to change shoes, close the door, and wash my hands before sitting back at the dining table.The two have always dined quietly, occasionally talking about irrelevant topics.

Simply, like an everyday dinner.Aozora rolled up the pasta with a fork, dipped some sauce in it and put it in his mouth.At the end of a busy day, Saori returned to the residence, warmed up the dishes by himself, and the two had dinner together, then took a bath, read a book for a while, Saori handled the work, and then lay down on the bed together - such an ordinary and peaceful day.Unfortunately not.Qingkong looked at Saori, who was eating attentively and elegantly, and felt like a mirror in his heart. He suddenly knew very clearly that what was in front of him was just the tail or residual warmth of those good times in the past-now the two of them are so careful to try their best. Prolonged, so cautiously, not daring to tell, because it is about to be broken and disillusioned.

"I heard people say that you should say goodbye as soon as possible." Qing Kong suddenly said, and clearly heard the sound of the mirror in his heart shattering. "Because it's too late, I might not be able to speak properly."

Saori was silent, and the movement of raising the glass to drink water paused for a while, but finally continued to bring it to her lips, and took a sip.

"Who said I came to say goodbye?" She said slowly.

"Isn't it?" Qing Kong stared at her, seeing her lowered eyebrows and half-closed eyes.If she could, she would recite the Lord's Prayer [-] times or copy the Diamond Sutra a hundred times in exchange for one wrong guess.if it is possible.Aozora watched Saori closely.The knife and fork in his hand was hot.

"In the evening. Just two hours ago, I met my ex-husband." Saori was silent for a while, staring at the white porcelain cup in her hand, and slowly spoke as if considering the weight of the words.After finishing speaking, he sighed lightly, as if he had completed the most difficult part.

coming.Qing Kong closed his eyes, feeling the waves of despair slapping up.From the moment she entered the door, she felt uneasy about not being able to grow.Saori didn't look like things had turned around or the problem had been resolved. As she said later, the situation couldn't be worse. If so, how did she find time to come to her?complain?Looking for comfort?Or come to her for help?Or is there something involving her that has to be interviewed?Saori's nonchalant, Saori's gesture of talking about other things, holding on to the tail of the past tightly.Qing Kong suddenly understood, the moment he opened the door and saw Saori, it was reluctance to rush up.I can't bear to let go, I can't bear to say goodbye like this.

"Listen to me, okay?" Saori stretched out her hand a little anxiously, and held Qing Kong's palm. She couldn't help it, stood up and walked to her side, and embraced her body in her arms.

"Listen to me." Saori caressed Qingkong's face, leaned down and kissed her forehead and eyebrows.Light and soft, like the first blooming petals with morning dew.In the end, the kiss fell on her lips, caressing and biting gently.Qing Kong opened his eyes, saw the long eyelashes trembling on Saori's side face, and finally closed his eyes slowly after a while.

"I didn't come to say goodbye. Did you hear that?" Saori knelt down and said softly like a comforting child. "I will never, never take the initiative to say goodbye to you."

Qing Kong blinked, blinked again, and suddenly grinned like a child, showing a contented smile.The joy and trust in the eyebrows and eyes are all smiles.

Saori watched, but shed tears in a daze.

The author has something to say: After writing this, I suddenly feel sad for Qing Kong.

To like someone, to fall in love with someone, is actually handing over the sharp edge of hurting yourself to the other person. Intentionally or unintentionally, you may get a wound, bloody, but there is nothing you can do, and there is no way to take it back.The inattentive Qingkong, the lonely and indifferent Qingkong, just couldn't go back—just as she had foreseen at the beginning. (sigh)