Lu Zhixing came home the next night.
Seeing me sitting idly on the balcony, he frowned impatiently and gave me an explanation for being a whole day late: "Mu Jing just returned to the country; a few friends organized a drinking party. That kiss you saw..."
His voice was somewhat hoarse, "Mu Jing lost her balance and accidentally fell on me. We did not kiss."
I said nothing, still staring blankly out the window.
Seeing that I was ignoring him, Lu Zhixing irritably kicked the coffee table by his feet.
The glass on the coffee table wasn't stable, wobbled, and finally couldn't resist gravity, falling with a loud crash.
Looking at the spilled water and shattered ceramic pieces, Lu Zhixing finally couldn't hold back his temper and sternly questioned, "I've explained everything to you, what more do you want from me?"
I lifted my eyes to look at him, perhaps because I had cried all my tears dry last night, at this moment my heart was left with nothing but desolation.