Chapter 168 Chapter 168

The old and the young at the Lanting Pavilion, the dignitaries at the mahjong table, the Japanese expatriates who meet regularly, and the domineering wives of the Kwantung Army gradually found the answer through mutual communication and speculation. Absurd and reasonable. Hey woman, it's a woman again... We still go back to the day when it happened, a little later, in the German hospital.The woman rushed over after hearing the news, and waited outside the treatment room for three hours. Xiuzhi pushed the door and came out with gauze on his face and a crane hanging on his shoulder.They looked at each other without words.The driver and the car are waiting outside.

They went back to his apartment, and Mingyue helped him take off his coat and shoes, and then went to the kitchen to wash his hands and cook. White rice, tofu and radish miso soup, and deep-fried vegetable tempura were served hot. She called him to come over for dinner. After calling twice, Xiu Zhi remained silent.Mingyue thought he was asleep, so she went to the living room to see that he was sitting there looking at the flowers she raised. "Xiuzhi, it's time to eat." Mingyue said. He didn't move, and turned his head slowly: "If you have something to say, it's better to say it directly."

She walked up to him, knelt down, sighed, and looked up at him again: "Why fight? Why fight with him?" "for you." "I'm here with you." He looked up at her closely, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, tears welled up, his eyes were red, and he asked for a long time: "You are, here. But you, your heart, where is, where? " Mingyue seemed to be caught seven inches from a snake. She knew she was wrong but became angry and still struggled vigorously. She stood up abruptly: "You know how to do swordsmanship, but he doesn't. You are not a gentleman today."

She took her coat and turned to go out, when she suddenly heard a crisp sound behind her, the sound of a teacup shattering, she thought that Xiu Zhi lost his temper and threw something, when she looked back, he was in a hurry to go to the bedroom inside Bad balance and scraped off the teacup on the side table.She opened the door, but didn't go out, and heard him rummaging through the boxes inside.She followed in, and he was throwing the clothes in the cabinet into the box one by one with one hand. "What are you doing? Shuji. What are you doing?" His face was as cold as ice: "I'm going back to Japan. I don't want to stay here anymore."

She felt uncomfortable all over, the blood seemed to be flowing backwards, from her stomach to her head, she was dizzy, as if she would spit out her beating heart when she opened her mouth, she stood behind him, trembling Ask: "Why? Shuji. For, what?" He looked back at her: "there is no reason for me to stay here again." She grabbed his movable hand, looked up at his face, and wanted to question him, but suddenly felt that this person was not the former Xiu Zhi.The gentle and lovely him in the past has disappeared, and the person in front of him is pale and melancholy covered with bruises.

A mature and elegant man becomes a troubled and angry child. She is the source of his disaster. She slowly put down his hand, sat on the couch, and looked down at the white shirts in his suitcase.He is a neat and clean guy. His clothes are washed and ironed by himself, and there is never a wrinkle. It is really ugly to be thrown in the box by him like this.She reached out to take them out, shake them out, fold them up, and put them back in evenly. Shuji stopped. She looked up at him: "Xiu Zhi, it's good for you to go back. Someone told me that I always bring bad luck to people. Look at you. You were not like this before. It's all my fault. It's all my fault ..."