Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2209: Chapter 13: She Could Never Forgive Herself in This Life

“Alright!”

Qin Qingqing said with a light-hearted smile.

After a few times, she had already summed up the experience.

Although her relationship with Mo Ziye was no longer like before, he was as domineering as ever; as long as he didn’t want to let go, she couldn’t break free.

So she simply didn’t waste energy and let him lead her upstairs to the second floor without affecting the mood.

It was called a lounge, but the decor was done like a home. From the materials to the design and the furniture, everything was the best.

If only there were a kitchen, it would be perfect.

She subconsciously looked up at Mo Ziye, and receiving her gaze, Mo Ziye smiled and said, “This is a storefront, it can’t replace a home.”

The implication was that while there’s a place to rest, a kitchen wasn’t necessary.

“Is every renovation on this street like this?”

“Yes.”

“The rent must be quite expensive, right?”

“This street is filled with top luxury goods, so the rent is naturally not cheap.”

As he spoke, Mo Ziye pulled her towards the large bed, and Qin Qingqing’s heartbeat inexplicably skipped when she was pulled to the bedside.

“Brother Ziyi.”

“Feel if this big bed is comfortable!”

Mo Ziye exerted strength to prevent her from pulling away, and as he sat down, he gave a sudden pull.

Qin Qingqing originally wanted to withdraw her hand and didn’t intend to sit on the bed with him, but due to his sudden force, she fell onto him out of inertia.

For some reason.

Mo Ziye fell backward when she pounced on him, and they both ended up falling onto the bed.

Her body was on top of his, and her soft lips happened to press against his warm, thin lips.

Time suddenly froze.

Qin Qingqing’s brain stopped working, staring wide-eyed at Mo Ziye.

“Zi…”

Just the word “Zi” came out, and her head was suddenly held by his big hand.

Qin Qingqing, unable to escape, finally steeled her heart and bit down on his lip.

Qin Qingqing pushed him away, got up, and staggered downstairs, running out of the store.

On the second floor, Mo Ziye did not chase after her.

His lips curled up in a mocking smile.

He took out his phone and dialed her number.

——

“Qingqing, why are you here?”

Seeing Yang Xiaofeng lowering the car window, Qin Qingqing concealed her emotions and said lightly, “I just came out for a stroll.”

“Is your cough any better? The temperature difference in G City is large, get in the car first.”

Yang Xiaofeng hid his excitement and joy at encountering her twice in one day, got out from the car, and personally opened the door for Qin Qingqing. As he invited her into the car, he glanced behind her.

The shops on this street behind her hadn’t been rented out yet; what was there to stroll around here so late at night, but…

“No, you…”

“I’ll take you home, it’s hard to get a taxi around here.”

Yang Xiaofeng withdrew his gaze from the man emerging from behind a shop in the distance, his eyes flickering, and added, “It’s not safe for a girl to hail a taxi at night.”

“Then I’ll trouble you.”

Qin Qingqing ignored the continuously vibrating phone, bent down, and got into the car.

As the car started, Yang Xiaofeng smiled and said, “Qingqing, it’s still early, would you like to grab something to eat or stroll around a bit? You just came back, you might not be familiar with how G City has changed.”

“No, I’m feeling a bit unwell, I want to go home and rest.”

“Then I’ll arrange a day for our high school classmates to gather together.”

Yang Xiaofeng and Qin Qingqing were classmates from kindergarten to high school.

He was immensely thrilled when he ran into her at A City’s airport in the morning.

In fact, he had already contacted several high school classmates in the afternoon to organize a reunion…

Qin Qingqing seemed a bit absent-minded, but she didn’t object to Yang Xiaofeng’s suggestion.

Several high school classmates had pretty good relationships with her.

But after going abroad, she hadn’t contacted anyone.

Now four years later, she didn’t have a strong desire to reconnect with her former classmates.

——

That night, Qin Qingqing once again dreamt of her mother, An Lin.

The dream that had followed her for four years, every time she woke up, her heart was filled with sorrow.

She often thought that if she weren’t so willful, her mom wouldn’t have left her and her dad, and her dad wouldn’t be so lonely…

The scene in her dream shifted to her dad holding her mom’s body for three days and nights without closing his eyes, and she cried so heartbreakingly that she couldn’t wake her mom.

After waking up in the middle of the night, Qin Qingqing couldn’t sleep, keeping her eyes open until dawn.

Initially, her brain was a tangled mess, like a ball of yarn, causing her a severe headache.

Later, she simply stopped thinking about anything, letting her brain go blank, staring at the ceiling without really seeing the flower patterns on it, lost in thought.

But whether she thought or not, the guilt and pain that seeped into every cell of her body could not be erased.

For the rest of her life, she would never forgive herself…

At seven in the morning, Qin Qingqing applied a light makeup.

She stared at her reflection for a moment.

Even though she hadn’t slept well and had dark circles, the light makeup helped considerably, making it not very noticeable.

Touching her pink lips with her index finger and recalling last night’s scene, her heart tightened again. She bit her lips hard before turning to leave the room.

Going downstairs, she saw Momo sitting in her living room, munching on an apple.

“Sister Momo?”

A trace of surprise flashed in Qin Qingqing’s eyes as she walked over to Momo sitting on the sofa.

Momo stood up with a smile, sized Qin Qingqing up from head to toe, and then asked with concern, “Qingqing, what’s wrong? Didn’t you sleep well last night?”

Last night, when Mo Ziye came home, Momo hadn’t gone to bed yet.

She noticed the injury on his lips that couldn’t be concealed.

No matter how much she asked, Mo Ziye didn’t say a word.

So, Momo appeared at Qin Qingqing’s house early in the morning, and seeing her now confirmed her suspicions.

Qin Qingqing masked her emotions with a smile, “I dreamt all night, didn’t sleep well. Sister Momo, did you come by so early, is there something you need?”

She wasn’t exactly lying; for the past four years, every time she closed her eyes, she dreamt.

Back when she was abroad, she even saw a psychologist; once, Gu Zinan ran into her, and he wanted to call home, but she stopped him.

“How could you dream all night? You used to sleep so well, Qingqing, are you not used to being back? I came to invite you over for breakfast. My mom said it’d be livelier if you, being alone, came over to eat with us.”