C41 You Never Understood

Ling Muxue felt dizzy. She could hear the sound of waves rolling around her, but her body was warm and comfortable. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She was in the car.

He looked down at the suit jacket he was wearing. His torn clothes had been changed, and his glazed eyes widened. He woke up with a start and sat up straight.

Without a doubt, she was in Xiao Qinghan's car. She turned her head and looked out the window. The night was like a thick ink stone that could not be melted.

At a glance, the black sea and the black night merged into one, and the sparkling water was dyed with the loneliness of the night. The waves were swept towards the shore by the wind, and over and over again, they let out a furious roar.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure leaning against the back door of the car. The dim light covered his body, and his cold face could be vaguely seen.

A faint flame followed his movement of raising his hand and drew an arc in the air. Immediately after, there was a soft sound. The sound of the soft exhalation trembled in the sea breeze. Ling Muxue felt a sense of desolation from his body and even his back became desolate.

Ling Muxue pushed open the car door and got out of the car. She looked at Xiao Qinghan with a slight frown on her face. Her thin white shirt moved slightly in the sea breeze, sticking close to his strong body.

He kept repeating the cigar he was holding between his fingers to his thin, cold lips, and smoking it. There was already a pile of cigarette butts under his feet, and it seemed he'd been there for a long time.

Ling Muxue looked at him and thought about what had happened today. She had gone too far with her words. Although she did not know why he had suddenly come back, she felt a little grateful to him at the moment. If he had not come back in time, she would not have been able to imagine the consequences.

But the stiffness of their relationship made it difficult for her to say a simple word of thanks.

Because no matter how afraid she was, what she was afraid of was that when she said thank you, he would mock and ridicule her again.

On the other hand, Xiao Qinghan did not even look at Ling Muxue from start to finish. He just kept raising his hand and smoking.

At this moment, it was so quiet that the only sound was the sound of the waves rolling. However, this silence carried an inexplicable sense of oppression. Ling Muxue did not know what to say. She just stood there and turned around to look up at the blurry rolling sea not far away.

It was rare for the two of them to not quarrel when they were together. It was so peaceful and quiet.

Ling Muxue could clearly feel the cold aura from Xiao Qinghan's body weaken quite a bit. In the end, she lowered her head and whispered, "Thank you!"

The weak voice was drowned out by the sea breeze, but Xiao Qinghan could still hear it clearly. His hand stopped in the air, and his eyes darkened.

The atmosphere between the two of them started to turn a little strange. Ling Muxue felt a little nervous in her heart. She did not know if he had heard her or not.

Suddenly, a sea breeze blew over and Ling Muxue could not help but tighten her grip. She shivered and then a cold and domineering voice broke the strange atmosphere.

"Come here!"

Ling Muxue turned her head to the side and looked at Xiao Qinghan. He did not look at her but looked straight ahead with a cold gaze. Ling Muxue did not have any intention of walking over. She turned her head and said, "Send me back."

"I told you to come over!" Xiao Qinghan's tone was serious. His voice was extremely domineering, and there was a hint of gunpowder in the air.

Ling Muxue turned her head to look at Xiao Qinghan. His eyes flashed with an unusually cold light. The cold aura around him suddenly rose, and the sea breeze around him seemed to become cold. He looked domineering and arrogant again. Ling Muxue couldn't help but tremble.

She knew she shouldn't have thanked him. He hated her so much that he couldn't have accepted her thanks. She was asking for it.

Xiao Qinghan looked at the resistance on her face and his pupils contracted. His eyes darkened and he suddenly straightened his body. Before Ling Muxue could react, a force pulled her body and pressed against her waist.

Xiao Qinghan domineeringly imprisoned Ling Muxue by his side.

"Xiao Qinghan, what are you doing? Let go of me!" Ling Muxue struggled to break free from his grasp.

"If you move again... I don't mind sleeping with you here."

Ling Muxue suddenly stopped moving when she heard his angry roar. Her eyes widened as she looked up at the angry Xiao Qinghan. Her eyes were as deep as a huge whirlpool that was about to swallow Ling Muxue.

Ling Muxue's eyes widened and she stopped struggling. She lowered her head.

Even though he was dressed in such thin clothes, he gave off a warm aura. Feeling the warmth coming from his wide embrace, her cold body also felt a lot more comfortable.

Even she felt a little shocked. At this moment, she actually did not reject such a feeling. Previously, when she was near him, she felt uncomfortable all over, but now, she had a different kind of attachment.

She had never seen through him, and if he hadn't been cold to her before, if he hadn't insulted her, it would have been a blessing, but what was the point of him holding her like this?

She didn't move. She just leaned on him. The two of them returned to dead silence.

The sea breeze was blowing in their ears. Under the dim light, they looked like a pair of intimate lovers from a distance. It was hard to part with them.

However, the fact that their physical bodies were interdependent didn't mean that their souls were interdependent. Their hearts seemed to be on two parallel lines, and they would never cross each other.

Xiao Qinghan held him in his arms and his eyes fell on her head. His gaze was not as sharp as before, and he took a deep breath, inhaling the faint fragrance from her body.

She was clearly his wife, yet he had no choice but to use such a forceful method in such a rare moment of tranquility. They were obviously so intimate, but his heart could never get close to her.

It proved the saying on him.

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but standing in front of you, you don't know that I love you.

The furthest distance in the world is not standing in front of you, you don't know that I love you, but I love you to the point of infatuation.

The furthest thing in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but to think of you. It hurts my heart, but I can only bury it in the bottom of my heart.

Xiao Qinghan knew that she would not love him, but he would rather have her bound to him every day by the blood of his wounds. Even now, he did not know what he was holding on, what he wanted, and a simple and gentle thank you from her could easily break his heart.

Maybe it was because she loved him so much that she couldn't let him go. She really wanted to ask her how he was not as good as Gu Shaochen, and why she still couldn't forget him.

Ling Muxue, do you know! I love you so much, so much, and you never know how much I love you, so much that I can give up everything for you, but you never know, and you only respond with your heartless coldness.