Looking at the familiar scene, Xiao Chu was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to before the two divorced.

At that time, Song Mulang had to work overtime until late at night every day before going home, and sometimes he slept in the study when he came back, rarely in contact with her.

It's the first time she's seen such a fragile side of a man.

"Chu Chu, don't go...... Don't go!"

The drunk Song Mulang had a helpless temperament of a hooligan, hugging Xiao Chu's waist and not letting go.

Qiao Dong's eyelids jumped and said, "Miss Xiao, please help me help him, I'm afraid I can't do it alone." ”

Xiao Chu was helpless, she wanted to turn around and leave, but the current situation did not allow it. Song Mulang hung on her body and didn't come down at all.

"Okay. ”

She nodded, and the two of them got Song Mulang upstairs together.

It is said that the man who drinks is fragile and more like a child.

Song Mulang didn't seem to be able to escape this law, he grabbed Xiao Chu's hand and pestered her to prevent her from leaving. is like two men who are usually indifferent and mature.

Xiao Chu sat on the edge of the bed and whispered helplessly: "It's okay for you to let go, I won't leave." ”

She used all her patience and gentleness, as if she were coaxing a child.

"Don't. ”

"Why not. ”

"Because you must be lying to me!"

......

Xiao Chu was defeated, but he didn't expect that with a man's IQ, it would be difficult to deceive even if he was drunk.

"I'm really not leaving. ”

"I don't believe it. You won't leave and divorce me. ”

Hearing the word divorce, Xiao Chu was silent.

"I don't care, don't go, you accompany me, I'll forgive you. The man did not get a reply from her, and lay down on her lap and fell asleep contentedly.

Xiao Chu couldn't push him, so he could only send a text message to his family to report his safety, saying that he would go back later.

I sat on the edge of the bed and planned to wait until he was asleep before leaving.

......

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines directly into the room through the window.

Song Mulang woke up with a headache. He moved his stiff arm, feeling something heavy in the crook of his arm pressing against him.

Looking down, a small furry head was arching hard into his arms.

The little woman who slept so badly made him stunned in place, almost thinking that he was back more than a year ago.

At that time, they had just gotten married, and he would come home from work on time every day, but for some reason, every time he saw her, her face was not good, and later, he gradually went back less.

At this moment, she obediently slept in his arms, which she hadn't seen for a long time.

The man's eyes were lowered, and a little tenderness spread from the tip of his eyebrows.

Memories also flooded in little by little.

Last night he rarely indulged himself, got drunk, and met her in a daze, but he didn't expect it to be true.

She must have sympathized with him, otherwise she wouldn't have relented to him and sent him home.

Song Mulang slowly lowered his head, looking at the girl's curly eyelashes crystal clear, although he knew that he shouldn't, he still bent down uncontrollably, and brought his lips closer to her cheeks little by little.

"Hmm. As if disturbed, Xiao Chu turned over and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Well, don't make trouble, let me sleep again." ”

They just divorced yesterday, strictly speaking, Xiao Chu is used to sleeping in this bed, and he didn't realize anything wrong in a daze.

Song Mulang laughed helplessly.

He even felt that even if he did something to her now, she would not wake up.

Pressing the thought that he shouldn't have in his heart, Song Mulang forced himself to get up and left the house.

Now that you have chosen to let go, there is no need to entangle again.