Drifting Towards You

After Su Xiang arrived home late, he was very tired.

Ke just walked into the living room and saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa, staring at the TV screen.

She froze for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to come back.

He is still wearing a suit, and he doesn't know how long he has been back.

But soon, she calmed down and stopped looking at him.

Without changing his face, he walked past the sofa and walked straight to the bedroom.

Mu Beiting's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart became too low, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at her back.

His eyes fell on her, but he was stunned for a moment.

She is wearing jeans and a white sweater.

Very simple attire.

But at this moment, the white sweater was stained with a lot of dirt and blood.

He froze for a moment, his pupils tightening.

The body moves ahead of the brain, catching up with her and grabbing her wrist: "Where have you been."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he hadn't rested in a long time, and as if he had too much alcohol.

Su Xiangwan didn't struggle, raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and smiled: "People who don't come home at night are not qualified to ask this kind of question."

Mu Beiting breathed slightly, his eyes clinging to her.

After confirming that the blood stains were not hers, he slowly let go of his hand.

He pursed his thin lips and looked at her without saying a word.

But it was only a week away, but he felt like it had spanned the entire time.

Every minute, every second, so long.

Su Xiangwan looked back, walked around from his side, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When he came out again, he was no longer there.

The bedroom is empty.

She wiped her hair inexplicably lost.

One hand gently stroked his stomach, planning to ask Rong's mother next door what is the family name?

Let the baby forget the surname next door.

Su Xiangwan was in a good mood, and asked Yuan Xue to help her contact the person who was in debt to Xiang Yi to find out the amount.

Then he directly transferred the money to the past, so that they don't have to find Xiang Yi any more trouble.

When she was about to go to bed with the script, she suddenly heard some movement in the living room.

Frozen for a moment, didn't he leave?

When Mu Beiting came back, he just couldn't help but want to take a look, but he suddenly felt that it would be good to even look at her.

Even though, he still annoyed her in his heart.

But after this glance, he couldn't bear to leave.

Especially thinking that she was covered with blood, he was even more worried.

Where did she go?

Why come back so late?

Why is it covered with blood?

Are there any injuries?

He has many things to ask, but he doesn't know how to speak.

Su Xiangwan hesitated for a moment, came out of the bedroom with a cup, and walked towards the kitchen without squinting, Yu Guang couldn't help but quietly glanced at the sofa.

He is really still there.

Mu Beiting was still sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper.

But after hearing the movement, a pair of ears stood up, listening carefully to her movement.

When she walked into the kitchen, she couldn't help but look at her back.

Su Xiangwan returned with a cup of water, Mu Beiting looked at the newspaper with his expression unchanged, without any intention to speak.

Su Xiangwan passed behind him and glanced up.

He paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, and continued to walk towards the bedroom.

But before taking a few steps, she folded back again.

Mu Beiting's heart lifted up, with some expectation.

He thought, as long as she was willing to tell him the truth, he would forgive her.

No need to apologize.

No explanation is needed.

He just didn't want to be fooled like a fool in her heart.

Su Xiangwan walked around to her and said nothing.

After a stalemate for a few seconds, Mu Beiting finally couldn't help but raise his head to look at her, pretending to be indifferent and said, "Something?"

Su Xiangwan was silent for a moment, then hesitated for a while and said slowly: "The newspaper is upside down."