As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Song’s eyes narrowed tightly, while Jin Zelin just felt that his words... seed to easily lead people to think improper thoughts!
"Ah, I didn’t an it that way! I just, I just..."
Jin Zelin’s expression was very conflicted, but just now, those words seed to have bypassed his brain entirely and slipped out without even the slightest thought.
Seeing him stamring but failing to say anything substantial, Qin Song withdrew his arm, then quickly got up and dressed.
Very soon, Qin Song was ready, his long legs striding towards the door. Just before he opened it, he stopped, turned back, and glanced at Jin Zelin.
"Sleep well!"
Saying this, Qin Song opened the door, and his strong figure disappeared outside.
With a click, the door lock engaged.
Jin Zelin felt a strong, sour sensation in his heart, as if sour milk was churning in his stomach, that kind of feeling...
Why did he feel like he was abandoned by the senior brother?
That feeling made him so stifled, it felt like his lungs were about to explode, with no outlet to vent!
"Damn, you’ve got so nerve! If you have what it takes, don’t co back to ! Just wait, I’ll find a pretty girl tomorrow!"
As he said this, feeling still unsatisfied, Jin Zelin jumped off the bed, grabbed the teacup on the table, and threw it fiercely towards the door.
With a crash, the cup shattered.
Even so, Jin Zelin still wasn’t relieved; instead, he grew even more frustrated!
Damn, tomorrow I’ll have to clean this up myself!
The stuffiness in his chest was overwhelming, even his breathing beca so heavy and repressed...
Just monts ago, there was still soone next to him, and now, he was left all alone...
Before, he thought he was the most important person in the senior brother’s life, but now, Jin Zelin just felt like a pet abandoned by its owner...
In the senior brother’s heart, could it be that he’s no longer... so important?
This realization made Jin Zelin’s heart even more stifled...
"Ahhhhh..."
Jin Zelin covered himself with the blanket and shouted loudly.
Yet, after shouting, he didn’t feel any more relieved, instead... under the blanket, it seed to still carry the faint scent of the senior brother just after his bath...
Damn it...
Jin Zelin threw the blanket aside...
This is just torture, isn’t it? Why does the senior brother not let go even after leaving?
And the feeling of loss rising in his heart... what’s it all about?
*
At that mont, Yunqing heard the sound of a door closing from the room opposite, feeling puzzled. So late at night, was Jin Zelin going out drunk?
So Yunqing quickly opened the door to check, only to find Qin Song walking out of Jin Zelin’s room. His steps were swift, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared around the hallway corner.
Yunqing thought, this senior brother of his wife... is much more reliable than the second senior brother!
He totally seed the type who was calm, steady, and had depth.
But, smart people still admire other smart people, so Yunqing had a good feeling about Qin Song.
Just as Yunqing was retreating, about to close his door, he heard a "bang" from the opposite side, as if sothing hit the door, followed by a crash...
And then followed by a wailing that sounded like a banshee...
Yunqing: "..."
What the heck is Jin Zelin doing now?
Sure, it didn’t matter much if it scared him, but if it scared his wife, hmm... just see what he’d do when he goes and settles the score with Jin Zelin!
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