Nine Hundred and Twenty-One Crack (I)

Qiqi walked upstairs with brisk steps. When she arrived at the door of her house, her voice became much softer, and she took the key and carefully pushed the door open.

The lights in the house were on.

In the living room, Qiyu was sitting on the sofa in silence. She had her back to her, and from Qiqi's direction, she could only see Qiyu's slender back, but for some reason, Qiqi felt that her back was extremely stiff and cold.

Her breath tightened all of a sudden.

An ominous premonition seized her. She forced herself to calm down, opened her mouth softly, and called out: "Sister."

Qiyu stood up, turned around suddenly, and looked at Qiqi. She was clearly smiling, but that smile made Qiqi shudder. So cold, so gloomy, and full of sarcasm.

"Qiqi, don't you have anything to explain to me?" Qiyu asked, smiling as always.

Qiqi's lips were dry. She was sure that Qiyu knew everything. I'm afraid she saw everything that happened to her and Tang Jue downstairs just now.

Qiqi couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She was sad, but she also felt relieved. She couldn't say it herself, but she couldn't hide the matter between her and Tang Jue. She would know it sooner or later.

The phone rang suddenly at this moment.

It was Qiqi's phone.

But now it rang in Qiyu's hand.

Qiyu took the phone and held it in front of Qiqi, questioning, "Who is calling?"

Qiqi saw the familiar number. It was Tang Jue.

Qiyu sneered and stared at her aggressively, "Is it your client, or your client's agent?"

"..."

"Don't answer, right? Okay, then I'll answer it for you!" Qiyu said, and pressed the hands-free button on the phone to connect the phone.

Qiqi held her breath. Only Tang Jue's gorgeous and sexy voice sounded from the other side, "Hello."

"..." Qi Yu didn't want to show weakness in front of Qi Qi, and she already knew the relationship between Qi Qi and Tang Jue, but when she heard the haunting voice in Qi Qi's phone,

her tears flowed down without warning, all over her face.

Qi Qi's heart ached, and seeing Qi Yu's tears, her eyes also wet.

The next moment, with a loud "bang", Qi Yu smashed the phone heavily on the ground. The phone immediately broke into pieces, and the fragments flew high, brushing past Qi Qi's ears and cutting her face.

She didn't even dodge.

"Qiqi, you are playing tricks on me!" Qiyu gritted her teeth and stared at Qiqi, her tearful eyes mixed with hatred, "You knew long ago that I liked him, but you pretended to be confused in front of me, what was your intention? You knew how much I liked him, but you secretly interfered between us, what was your intention?"

After being accused of two false charges in a row, Qiqi choked up and explained: "Sister, it's not what you think."

"No wonder... No wonder you stopped me when I said I wanted to confess to him. So that's it!" Qiyu sneered, "I believe everything you say, but what are you doing? From childhood to adulthood, I have treated you as my own sister, and now you even want to snatch the man I like, right? Qiqi, you are so terrible! It makes me feel sick!"

The last few words were spoken very heavily. It was as heavy as a huge stone hitting Qiqi, which shocked her and made her feel a little dizzy. She couldn't breathe for a long time.

The mist stopped in her eyes.

She looked at Qiyu and calmed down, especially calm, "You are too excited now. Such emotions are not suitable for conversation."

"If it were you, standing in such a situation, being treated like a clown by your own sister, would you not be excited?"

Even if she was misunderstood, Qiqi was still overwhelmed by strong guilt. She explained softly: "Things are not what you think."

Qiyu sneered at herself, "I am worried about you, afraid that something will happen to you, and I ran out to find you so late at night, but, Qiqi, what exactly did you give me in return?"

Looking at Qiyu's almost hysterical appearance, Qiqi felt that each look pierced her heart.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of a lot in her mind...

During the time when her mother left, it was Qiyu who wiped her tears every day.

During the days when her father left, it was Qiyu who accompanied her and stayed in front of the mourning hall every night. It was also Qiyu who held her hand and led her home.

Some time ago when she lost her sight and had a breakdown, it was Qiyu who didn't even go to work for internship and was always around her...

But...

She knew that from this moment on, the sisters who were once close to each other might never be able to go back to the past...

Even if she and Tang Jue couldn't get along in the future, the rift between them would still be there...

"In fact, before you met Tang Jue, he and I... had already started." Qiqi finally spoke in full. Her voice was hoarse, "We... had been together for more than a few months."

From the first day she and Mo Xun got married, they had been entangled.

Qiyu stared at Qiqi with wide eyes.

Thinking of something, her lips trembled.

If, they were together at that time, then...

That night, the porridge that she missed so much; the young master Tang Song who was more difficult to invite than anything else, and Tang Jue suddenly appeared here before...

It turned out that all of those were for Qiqi. And everything was just wishful thinking.

No wonder she smelled the familiar jasmine scent on Qiqi again and again.

The more she thought about it, the more pitiful, sad and ridiculous she felt, and the more she felt that the woman standing in front of her who looked like an innocent little white rabbit was hateful and shameful.

"Okay, even if you two have already started. Then I ask you now-" Qiyu spoke for a long time, took a step forward, and approached Qiqi, "Qiqi, have you ever cared about my feelings?"

Qiqi held back tears and looked sincere, "Sister, I have always regarded you as my own sister."

If she didn't care, she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable and guilty at this moment. She wouldn't be so restless during this period of time.

This confrontation scene was not what she wanted.

"Okay. Then if, now I say, let you break up with him, will you?"

Qiqi was shocked.

She stared at Qiyu in astonishment.

Qiyu looked at her coldly, "I want you to give him to me now, will you agree?"

"..."Qiqi's throat was hoarse, and she couldn't say anything. At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked.

"Qiqi!" Tang Jue's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Qiqi subconsciously looked towards the door.

Didn't he leave? Why did he come back?

"Qiqi, open the door!" Tang Jue didn't hear the voice, and his voice couldn't help but rise a few degrees, revealing a hint of dangerous coldness.