1100 White Moonlight and Red Roses
The two of them changed the battlefield and went to the kitchen.
After that, Rong Jinghui took out a box of cigarettes from the cabinet, opened the gas stove, and lit a cigarette.
Qiao Sisi looked at him with interest as he leaned towards the blue flame with a cigarette in his mouth.
A lock of his hair hung quietly in front of the fire, as if it would be ignited immediately.
She said, “You’re so strange. Leaving cigarettes in the kitchen.”
Rong Jinghui glanced at her. “I just had a feeling that I would do it here with you, so I placed the cigarette here.”
“From your words, it sounds like you’ve liked me for a long time. Tell me, when did you start to be interested in me?” She raised her hand, but it was not to cover her body.
Qiao Sisi was so generous and calm that she didn’t seem like a woman.
She didn’t seem to care about her body at all.
It was also because of the attitude she showed that Rong Jinghui didn’t expect himself to be her first man.
Qiao Sisi didn’t want to explain.
She had always been a woman who followed her heart. She hadn’t been with men in the past because she hadn’t met anyone suitable.
And now that she had met Rong Jinghui, she had no intention of resisting when he kissed her, hugged her, or did something further. She was even more happy to take advantage of the situation.
He was also unique to her, right?
Qiao Sisi thought.
Rong Jinghui slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.
He didn’t answer Qiao Sisi’s question but continued. “My second sister-in-law has cognitive impairment, do you know?”
“Your Second Sister-in-law, Yanyun?” Qiao Sisi nodded. “I’ve heard of this.”
“After a while, she came to her senses and didn’t know my Second Brother anymore.” Rong Jinghui held the cigarette in his hand and didn’t take another puff. He just lowered his head and his hands.
“My Second Brother chased her to where she was staying temporarily. For her, he became a househusband.” He said softly. “I also stayed there. I watched them show their affection every day and became jealous. I...”
Qiao Sisi looked at him tentatively. “You... what?”
“I’m very envious of them.” Rong Jinghui continued. “Since a young age, my mother... I mean Hua Qingmei. She always had to let me compare myself to my brother.”
“I hate this comparison. I don’t want to compare myself with my brother or anyone else...”
“But... the most terrifying thing in this world is actually a habit. When you’re used to doing something, used to doing a certain exercise, used to thinking about someone...”
“The most terrifying thing is that the thing you hate the most has become your habit...”
When the metal lock that binds you becomes a habit you rely on.
The cigarette was finally about to burn his finger.
Rong Jinghui extinguished his cigarette on the kitchen table.
“Su Yanyun is not someone I can imagine.” He said calmly. “I thought I wouldn’t meet anyone who made me feel something again.”
This was very simple, but it explained everything.
“Did you like Yanyun in the past?” Qiao Sisi turned around and hugged him.
Rong Jinghui looked at her for two seconds. “Do you mind?”
“I just want to know the truth.” Qiao Sisi raised her chin slightly.
Even if she didn’t care, she had her own pride.
“I’ve never compared you two.” Rong Jinghui lowered his head and licked the tip of her nose.
Qiao Sisi smiled. “We’re indeed incomparable.”
One was white moonlight, and the other was red roses.
Rong Jinghui held her waist. Her skin was exquisite.
“Third time?”
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