Chapter 29 Love at first sight

Xie Jingwei returned home reeking of alcohol.

When I opened the door, Shen Nanxi was talking on the phone.

When she saw him, she made a gesture to keep quiet and continued to talk under the lamp.

He threw away his coat, sat on the sofa, and looked at Shen Nanxi without saying a word.

Shen Nanxi was wearing pajamas, the satin texture was clinging to her body, her graceful silhouette was outlined by the light, and her shadow was hazy and unclear.

Only that section of snow-white jade neck became clearer and more eye-catching as she lowered her head to write something.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stood up and walked forward under the influence of alcohol.

The collar of his shirt was a bit tight, so he unbuttoned it twice to make breathing easier.

As Shen Nanxi hung up the phone, he hugged her from behind, buried his hot cheeks in the crook of her neck, and breathed hotly and tenderly: "Nanxi..."

Shen Nanxi's body stiffened, and she instinctively reached out to push the furry head: "Xie Jingwei?"

Xie Jingwei refused and rubbed his head against Shen Nanxi's shoulder like a coquettish puppy.

Shen Nanxi smelled the alcohol on him and her expression softened: "Drunk?"

Xie Jingwei didn't answer and still held her.

Shen Nanxi: "Xie Jingwei, can you let me go first?"

What happened in the past few days made her change her mind about Xie Jingwei, but it didn't mean that they could break the close distance.

She didn't like this kind of contact.

"Nanxi."

Xie Jingwei said in a dull voice: "How about we not get divorced?"

Shen Nanxi's eyes slid silently: "Let me go first."

Xie Jingwei hugged her tighter and tighter: "Promise me first."

Shen Nanxi's voice sank: "Xie Jingwei."

This was a sign that she was angry, Xie Jingwei knew.

Before those stinging words came out, he had no choice but to let go.

He couldn't afford the consequences of angering Shen Nanxi.

He let go of his hand, lowered his head, and stood there, looking very gloomy.

His drooping hair covered his eyebrows, his mouth was tightly pursed under his sharply defined nose, his jaw was trembling, and a lingering pain silently climbed up the lower half of his face.

Shen Nanxi was startled: "Xie Jingwei, what's wrong with you?"

The voice just fell.

A stream of water slid down Xie Jingwei's face.

Cried?

Shen Nanxi raised her eyebrows in confusion.

Xie Jingwei turned around and raised his hand to touch his cheek: "It's okay, I drank too much and my mind is a little unclear. I'm sorry."

The voice was soft and weak, with a hint of hoarseness like crying.

Really crying?
Shen Nanxi became even more confused.

From childhood to adulthood, she had seen Xie Jingwei in all kinds of ways, but this was the first time he had seen him cry.

One can't help but feel curious about what could have made this fearless prince cry.

She stood up and pulled Xie Jingwei's arm: "What's wrong with you?"

The latter raised his lips at the right moment, and then his tone became weaker: "Nan Xi..."

Shen Nanxi's heart tightened when she heard the hesitant tone. Could something really have happened?
She asked patiently, "Did something happen?"

He just drank so much and cried in front of her, which was uncharacteristic of him.

Xie Jingwei slowly turned around and looked down at Shen Nanxi.

There was endless pain in those star-like eyes. Before Shen Nanxi could see clearly, he bent down and hugged Shen Nanxi again.

His head was buried in her shoulder.

The coolness flowed from his eyes to Shen Nanxi's shoulders, and he trembled slightly: "Nanxi, I just received news that Mommy's health is not very good. Maybe, maybe..."

"what?"

"Mental anxiety?"

"Xie Jingwei! Why am I anxious?"

Hearing that her son had lied about being ill in order to keep his wife, Jiang Wanrou was furious and punched her son with all her strength.

His strength was so great that he hammered him into the sofa.

Xie Jingwei rubbed his chest and said, "Mom, you are very anxious now. Go to the hospital for a checkup when you have time."

Jiang Wanrou: "Bullshit! I'm fine!"

Xie Jingwei was helpless: "I have no choice. Nan Xi wants to divorce me, so I can only find an excuse to keep her. Besides, didn't you also say that I have a short life and won't live to be thirty?"

Jiang Wanrou said confidently: "I am telling the truth!"

Xie Jingwei argued: "My great-grandfather fought in wars, my grandfather fought for territory, and my father was unlucky and encountered an avalanche while skiing. None of these have anything to do with genetics."

Jiang Wanrou: "Sometimes you have to believe in metaphysics."

Xie Jingwei was speechless.

His mother, everything is good, except that the way he speaks and acts is a bit nonsensical.

Sometimes he wondered if the businessmen of the same generation as his mother were more incompetent.

However, this doubt was wiped out long ago.

He had seen Jiang Wanrou's methods.

To sum it up in eight words, it is "a heart of a bodhisattva and the means of a vajra."

Shen Nanxi is a bit like her, but not enough.

Thinking of Shen Nanxi, Xie Jingwei smiled and said coquettishly: "Mommy, help me."

Jiang Wanrou poked his temple and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you really like Nan Nan, I really don't want to get involved in this matter."

Jiang Wanrou said seriously, "I only have one condition. You are not allowed to force Nannan to do anything she doesn't want to do. If Nannan is determined to divorce, I can only say that you are unlucky and can't keep her. You, just let her go. I don't want Nannan to be unhappy."

Xie Jingwei raised three fingers and swore: "Mommy, give me another year. If Nan Xi still doesn't like me, I will take the initiative to divorce her and never let her suffer any grievances."

Jiang Wanrou nodded helplessly.

See mommy agrees.

Xie Jingwei felt more confident and smiled as if relieved. He turned around and complained to Jiang Wanrou: "Mommy, it's also your fault that Nan Xi treated me like this."

"Blame me?"

Jiang Wanrou was puzzled, thinking that her son was demolishing the bridge too quickly.

Xie Jingwei: "If you hadn't said that you wanted Nan Xi to be my sister, I wouldn't have bullied her to destroy our relationship. If I hadn't bullied her, she wouldn't be on guard against me like she is now. Maybe we would have gotten together a long time ago. You should reflect on this."

Jiang Wanrou chuckled twice: "Does that mean you've liked Nan Nan for a long time?"

Xie Jingwei raised his eyebrows proudly: "Not too early, three years old, love at first sight."

Jiang Wanrou: “…”

It’s not early.

Once you’re past the age of wearing open-crotch pants, it’s time to fall in love.

the next day.

The three of them had breakfast together.

Jiang Wanrou deliberately didn't wear any makeup, and her complexion looked worse than before.

Shen Nanxi glanced at her quietly, then turned her gaze to Xie Jingwei. Xie Jingwei held her hand and shook his head silently.

Finished breakfast.

Jiang Wanrou is going to play cards.

Shen Nanxi asked about her physical condition indirectly.

Fortunately, she did her homework last night and roughly described some symptoms related to mental anxiety.

Shen Nanxi looked unhappy when she heard this and was about to ask more questions, but Jiang Wanrou was no longer able to resist. She made excuses, saying "we are short of one person" and quickly ran away.

Shen Nanxi and Xie Jingwei were left staring at each other.

Xie Jingwei sighed and said with emotion: "Mommy still wants to hide it from us."

Shen Nanxi frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but still nodded, "Please take care of Mom when you have time."

Xie Jingwei took her hand and rubbed her tender white fingertips: "Nan Xi, you will help me, right?"

Shen Nanxi lowered her eyes: "You helped me once, and I will help you once."

However, can mental anxiety really lead to schizophrenia when stimulated? She needs to find out more.

(End of this chapter)