kingnovel Chapter 1048 You've taken a liking to her?
Chapter 1048 You've taken a liking to her?
Qin Xuan frowned.
This idiot, after tidying up for so long, how come she didn't even clean her own towel properly? How careless!
His first instinct was to throw the keepsake into the trash can.
However, just as he raised his hand, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind.
Not long ago, Bai Tutu proudly showed him two towels, her face beaming with joy: "Ah Xuan, look, I bought a matching set for couples. Mine is pink, and yours is blue, with little bunnies embroidered on them. Aren't they cute?"
So... this blue towel embroidered with a little white rabbit, is his?
It was a couple's set that Bai Tutu specially bought for him.
Qin Xuan's hand holding the towel froze in mid-air, his expression somewhat complicated.
In the end, he didn't throw it away. He just silently took the towel with the childish pattern and went into the shower.
The hot water was turned on, and steam filled the air.
His gaze swept over the shelf, to that bottle of shower gel... a specially blended gardenia scent. Of course, this wasn't something a grown man like him would buy; it was Bai Tutu who bought it because she said it smelled nice.
After each bath, you can smell the fragrance of gardenias on her.
He must have caught her now, right? The little rabbit even kept her shower gel—what was she trying to do? Was she trying to seduce him?
Ha ha.
His gaze fell on the mouthwash cup again. It used to be a pair of matching blue and pink cups. She had taken the pink one with her, leaving the blue one standing alone.
And the slippers too; the pair of light pink women's slippers in the shoe cabinet are gone.
This Bai Tutu... left decisively, but the little details she left behind constantly remind us of her existence.
As the hot water washed over his body, Qin Xuan felt his irritability intensify.
He shook his head violently, trying to shake off these inexplicable emotions, and then told himself: She's just a woman, it's good that she's gone, it'll be peaceful.
After taking a shower, Qin Xuan lay on the excessively spacious bed, but felt uncomfortable all over.
He tossed and turned, changing positions countless times. His usual ability to fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow seemed to have failed him; his mind was frighteningly clear.
He sat up abruptly, scratched his head in frustration, and decided to go to the kitchen to get something to drink.
Opening the double-door refrigerator, a wave of cold air hits you.
The refrigerator was crammed full, and the most eye-catching item was a whole row of exquisitely packaged peach-flavored sparkling water, its pink color almost dazzling under the cool light.
"Ah Xuan, I bought a lot of sparkling water, all of them are your favorite peach flavor!"
A soft, sweet voice, filled with laughter, seemed to ring in my ears.
Qin Xuan was startled and suddenly turned his head to look behind him.
The kitchen was empty, with only the cold kitchen utensils reflecting a faint light. Where was anyone?
Was he hallucinating?
That's amazing!
Qin Xuan cursed under his breath, shook his head violently, reached into the refrigerator and took out a can of chilled sparkling water. With a "plop," he pulled the tab and gulped down a large mouthful.
The cool, peach-sweet gas rushed into my mouth, but it couldn't extinguish the heat in my heart.
He took the remaining half-full can of water back to his bedroom, lay down again, and forced himself to close his eyes.
But as soon as I close my eyes, the image of that little white rabbit automatically appears in my dark vision.
The way she looked in her pink pajamas, the way she smiled at him with her little face upturned, the way she secretly kissed him...
The image was incredibly clear, as if she were still beside me.
He habitually rolled over, his arm naturally reaching out to the side, wanting to pull that always soft and fragrant body into his arms.
However, his arms reached only empty air, and he only hugged a cold patch of air.
She's not his little white rabbit at all.
Qin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the empty bed beside him. The feeling of suffocation and emptiness in his heart reached its peak, and his mood was extremely bad.
Since he couldn't sleep, he simply sat up completely, leaned against the headboard, and lit a cigarette.
Smoke swirled in the dimly lit room, yet the air still seemed to be filled with a faint scent of gardenias, mixed with Bai Tutu's unique sweet and soft fragrance.
She spent ages cleaning, but she still couldn't get rid of her own smell!
Really!
Qin Xuan took a deep drag on his cigarette. It seemed he couldn't stay in this villa any longer; he might as well go out for a drink.
Thinking this, he stubbed out his cigarette, picked up his phone, and started calling his brothers in turn.
"Hey, let's go out for a drink, Phantom, the usual place."
"No time?...Okay."
"Yue Ze?... Accompanying your stinky darling? You value romance over friendship!"
He made several phone calls, but they were either with his wife or his girlfriend.
In the end, only Song Yunchen, who was also single, answered the phone. Hearing that something was wrong with his tone, he agreed to have a drink with him.
Qin Xuan hung up the phone, quickly changed his clothes, and almost fled the villa that made him uncomfortable.
......
Phantom Bar, with the same luxurious booths.
When Song Yunchen arrived, Qin Xuan was already there.
He sat there alone, several empty glasses already on the table in front of him, and was holding a glass of whiskey, drinking it one sip after another with a blank expression.
Despite being the owner of the bar, he showed no signs of being one at all, acting more like a disillusioned person drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Song Yunchen sat down next to him, poured himself a glass of wine, and casually asked, "Why are you alone? Where's... Little White Rabbit?"
To everyone's surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes glaring at him with sharp, piercing gazes, his face instantly turning frighteningly gloomy.
Song Yunchen was stunned by the glare, looking completely innocent and bewildered.
Little did he know that Qin Xuan was so preoccupied with that little white rabbit that he was tormented by all sorts of details at home that he had run away to drown his sorrows in alcohol. As a result, he immediately stepped into a minefield.
Qin Xuan put down his wine glass, his tone sarcastic and clearly aggressive: "What, Song Yunchen, you've taken a fancy to her?"
Song Yunchen laughed at his absurd question, "Qin Xuan, are you crazy? Me, interested in her? She's not my type."
"Humph."
Qin Xuan snorted coldly, clearly unconvinced. "So you remember her quite clearly? 'Little White Rabbit'? Of all the women I've brought out before, how many names do you remember? Why do you only remember her?"
Song Yunchen was truly defeated by his absurd logic and said helplessly, "I was just asking casually, why are you reacting so strongly?"
Qin Xuan persisted, "Ha, you can remember her nickname just from asking casually? I didn't know you, Song Yunchen, had such a good memory."
Song Yunchen was completely speechless. "Qin Xuan, you're really sick!"
"That's right!" Qin Xuan exclaimed, as if struck on a sore spot, his voice rising sharply, "I'm sick, I'm fucking sick, okay!"
Seeing his out-of-control state, Song Yunchen calmed down instead. He picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and looked sharply at Qin Xuan. "Hiss, you're not feeling well because of that disease, are you? Otherwise, why would you bite anyone you can get your hands on?"
Qin Xuan was about to retort angrily.
Song Yunchen continued, his tone suddenly becoming serious: "Qin Xuan, I'm not trying to be mean, but this time... you really seem different."