Chapter 94

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Jiang Ting stood on the spot without saying a word, not knowing how long had passed, but to him, these short moments felt like a lifetime.

"You better put it away first, Yan Xie." He finally said softly, his eyebrows lowered without showing the slightest emotion: "The things your parents left for you are very precious, don't give them to others easily."

Jiang Ting put the empty teacup on the coffee table, and turned around, wanting to leave, but Yan Xie suddenly got up and held his hand: "Why?"

"We've already agreed..."

"No, that's what you think unilaterally. I've never felt that our relationship was just physical."

"A commitment related to a life-long event is not something you can decide so easily, you didn't even think about it clearly..."

"If I didn't think carefully about it, after casually going out with so many small models and actors in the past few years, why am I chasing after you? Am I that desperate?!"

Jiang Ting frowned and said nothing.

"..." Yan Xie said stiffly, "I didn't mean that."

The atmosphere became abstruse and tense. Jiang Ting looked at Yan Xie for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Did you encounter any danger?"

Jiang Ting's keenness in logical thinking was simply overwhelming. Yan Xie's back muscles stiffened for a moment, and then he denied it: "No."

But Jiang Ting's frowning brows did not relax: "Listen, Yan Xie, this is not a joke. Today Chief Lu called you to the City Bureau because..."

"Did you refuse to agree because you were afraid of dragging me into the situation? Have you ever thought that we are actually now in a spousal relationship? Whether you are willing to accept it or not, in the eyes of outsiders, there is no difference?!"

Yan Xie's suppressed roar echoed repeatedly in the living room, and even the air that had frozen into ice cubes shivered for a long time.

After a long while, Jiang Ting exhaled softly and shook his head: "No, it's really different... I can't explain it to you."

If one listened carefully, he said every word reluctantly, as if the hidden meaning in those words made him feel a little unbearable deep in his heart, but Yan Xie ignored this point because of his anger: "What's the difference? I'm telling you, don't think that just because you're Jiang Ting, things will be different once they happen to you. Do you think it is useful to deny it? After so many years as a policeman, you still don't know that if you don't wish anyone to know, don't do it?!"

Jiang Ting's self-restraint was like even if the situation was difficult and embarrassing, he could restrain his emotions very well on the surface. Only after Yan Xie's wildfire-like rage vented, did he quietly say: "It's my fault."

"Jiang Ting, you!"

Jiang Ting's expression was numb. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word as if his strength was drained. He smiled bitterly after a long time:

"It was my fault."

He bypassed Yan Xie, who was standing upright, his footsteps were steady and even. Step by step, he walked into the guest bedroom and closed the door with his backhand.

It was the first time that they had slept in separate rooms in three weeks. Probably because it had become a habit to wake up in the middle of the night and touch Jiang Ting's hand to make sure he was still there, Yan Xie didn't fall asleep completely until the early morning. In a trance, he had a lot of bizarre dreams, most of which had no specific pictures or colors. But a certain negative emotion that was usually suppressed in the depths of his heart was infinitely magnified, which gave birth to cruel and fierce nightmares, causing him to immediately wake up sweating as soon as he fell into a deep sleep.

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