The seventh day of July is the month of Xiang Siluo's birthday, and twilight swept over her room on the outskirts of Suzhou, carrying smoke and rain and mist.

She was thinking about how she got here from Fuzhou, and she asked herself over and over again, what had happened?

In this complex role, Siluo was tired and only had dark circles left under her eyes, so she began to pretend to be another person in her heart.

A third person was created from Guo Meng and Li Ruyi.

Siluo has feelings, every time she walks past Lin Wanfeng, she feels his gaze in her eyes, I don't know if he has a good impression of her, and I guess yes.

She guessed right.

Lin Wanfeng's heart has always been holding an umbrella for her, and he always turns around and does a lot of things for her, intentionally or unintentionally.

He already knew how understanding she was, and he wondered what fate it was.

He asked himself over and over again.

I don't know when Wan Feng was attracted to Siluo and was struggling to restrain herself.

From a woman's point of view, Guo Meng is not handsome, nor is she ugly.

That kind of beautiful word doesn't seem to apply to him at all.

But there is something about him, there is a warm word in his mouth, and a mature and steady demeanor, which is his appearance, not his mentality.

Guo Meng stood by the window of his office, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

He smokes half and the wind pumps half.

He didn't follow the trend, maybe the wind also had troubles.

He has been hiding from his wife that there are other women, and he has been dealing with them for a long time.

He made excuses every night to socialize, in fact, at his lover's.

It's okay now, but how do you plan to end up in the future?

He also thought about it carefully.

Maybe he was overconfident, and he felt that since he could hide it for a while, he wanted to hide it for the rest of his life.

Guo Meng chose to bathe in the hazy light to read a book, wearing a French romantic skirt Xiang Siluo?

Or is it the Li Ruyi who loves to wear hip skirts, painted red lips, and is unrestrained and enthusiastic?

It's a tough choice...... In his eyes, a woman who can marry is important, and a woman who can fall in love without getting married is also unique to home.

"It's my birthday, can you not go to dinner in the evening? ”

This message was sent to Guo Meng before five o'clock.

Siluo is a very romantic woman in her bones, she loves to listen to songs while cooking, she likes to read, she likes to raise flowers, and she likes beautiful skirts.

She had already prepared a table of dishes and put on a beautiful dress waiting for him to return.

She took the Chanel Encounter Perfume from her make-up case, lightly sprayed a little on her wrist, and then smeared a drop behind her two snow-white ears.

There was a mole under the corner of her eye, so black that it was like a brush tip, and they all said that her mole was good-looking, and it was a bitter mole and tear mole in the old man's mouth.

If you look closely, her facial features are not exquisite, but the more you look at them, the more attractive they become.

Her face is non-impactful and aggressive, but it looks comfortable.

This kind of feeling is to make people think that she is very good-looking, but it is not easy to describe where she is good-looking.

She couldn't remember how long Guo Meng hadn't had dinner at home, and she didn't come home until after twelve o'clock every night.

I can't remember how long he hadn't hugged her in the night when he had shared the bed, and how long he hadn't felt the clouds and rain in every cell of her body.

Although Siluo has never taken the initiative, she is not happy in her heart, maybe a little lonely, and she also wonders if he has a woman outside?

But she never asked, in fact, she was afraid to ask, afraid of asking for a result, and arguing was her least favorite way.

Even if there is no love between them, she still feels at ease to be Guo Meng's wife, a quiet wife, and lives a quiet life.

She also knows that in the end, there will be a specific and predestined outcome in the development of any thing, not because it has not yet reached the end.

She didn't want to be the kind of person who was full of suspicion, suspicion, and sensitivity in the coming days, and everyone's spirit would be very tight, and sooner or later they would not be able to hold on.

She believed that Guo Meng would come back tonight to celebrate her birthday with her, so she didn't call him to urge him, but picked up a book to read, and waited quietly on the sofa.

Guo Meng still decided to go home first, he opened the door with the cake and walked in, only to see Siluo waiting for a long time, lying on the sofa reading without moving, and it seemed that he hadn't even changed his posture.

He slowed his pace and walked all the way to the couch, reaching for her forehead.

She lifts her face slightly, from her chin to her neck, forming a soft curve.

Guo Meng smiled and said, "Happy birthday." ”

She lay there as if she hadn't heard. In fact, she wanted him to say a few more words, and she didn't know how to communicate with him.

He sat next to her, stretched out his hand and gently pushed her: "Okay, it's all my fault, let you wait so long, I'll accompany you to cut the cake together." ”

"Are you still out?"

"To ...... Go out...... Go ......," Guo Meng said intermittently.

These three words made Siluo's heart throb a little, shallow, almost imperceptible, but they existed.

"It's my birthday, can you stay home with me?"

There was a look of guilt in his eyes.

He didn't know what to say, so he sang to Siluo: "Happy birthday to you......"

He felt how unwillful and helpless he sang it, she didn't know what was going on in his mind, so naturally she couldn't hear any strange sounds.

He had been distracted and focused on the vibrating mobile phone in his pocket, and he knew that it was a call from Li Ruyi, waiting in the car downstairs.

He didn't answer, and he didn't know how to disguise the past in front of Siluo.

"Is your phone ringing?"

"Whatever it is, it's going to call me out for a drink, and we'll cut the cake together. ”

Guo Meng said a few words, but his mouth was not hearty.

A wave of grief poured out of his heart, and he couldn't ask anything.

As he cut the cake, his arm accidentally touched a bottle of red wine next to him, and the bottle overturned, and the red wine flipped all over the table, dripping down the edge of the table onto Siluo's skirt.

Looking at Guo Meng's faint expression, he was a little distracted.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Siluo picked up a tissue and quickly wiped the red wine on the table.

"What's the matter with you? Is business not going well, always restless, I'll go wash my hands and change clothes first. Thinking about the soft tone, he walked to the bathroom.

Guo Meng stopped cutting the cake and looked at his phone, not knowing what emotion was in his dark eyes.

"I'm leaving, wife...... Mr. Wang on the phone urged me very much, don't wait for me at night, go to bed by yourself after eating. With that, he left.

When Si came out, he saw that there was another mobile phone on the table, which was his other mobile phone, and he forgot to take it with him.

Usually Siluo doesn't look at his phone, and he never looks through his messages.

Siluo's skirt was a little wet, she walked to the bedroom again to change her clothes, just turned the wardrobe, and was about to close the curtains.

looked downstairs from the window, and suddenly saw a woman holding a bouquet of red roses coming out of Guo Meng's car.

This time she finally believes that he is cheating.

Unable to control herself this time, she finally opened his phone and knew that the combination lock was his birthday.

She didn't plan to take a closer look at everyone's chat content in WeChat, but the first one was her wife's nickname, and then she opened it to see it - it was really scary!

That line of words came into view clearly: When will you tell her about the divorce, give me an explanation.

She couldn't help but look at it: I have no relationship with Siluo anymore, and I don't want to touch her. You give me time, I'm sure we'll be together.

She only felt that the words in WeChat seemed to float one by one, and her body had the illusion of a scorching sun, like Pandora opening a magic box.

This marriage was unhappy from beginning to end, but she has always tolerate, understood, and believed in him.

Marriage is not easy, he hides that he has a woman, she knows that she will be seriously ill in the future, and she doesn't know when she will recover.

There was only a sharp whistling sound in my ears, as if countless voices rushed in.

The phone slipped from her fingertips, and her legs seemed to suddenly lose sensation, and she collapsed on the wooden floor.

She cried and her eyes were glazed, it seemed that there had never been love between them, and she didn't know what kind of relationship it had always been?

I couldn't feel the heartache at this point, what was going on?

She never thought that this kind of thing would happen to her, three years of married life, so many things have happened in the past few years.

It was obviously he who broke into her world and made her life lose its tranquility, and he kept lying to himself.

She was in a mood now and wanted to talk to someone, she thought of Lin Wanfeng for the first time, in fact, every time she had something sad or happy, she would want to talk to him, but she picked up the phone and wanted to call it and put it down.

Lin Wanfeng knew her birthday today, and she also knew that today was Valentine's Day, so because the day was so special, he was entangled in whether to contact her, and finally made up his mind to go out and say to her in person: Happy birthday!

The mobile phone rang, and the first time the ringtone Siluo didn't move his hand to pick it up, and the second time it didn't.

She didn't know who called, but the third bell finally reached out a weak hand to pick it up.

"What's wrong with Siluo? The phone has not been able to get through, and there is no response to knocking on the door, today is your birthday, happy birthday!" Lin Wanfeng stood outside the door and said.

"Tell me, why is he like this, isn't he usually a good man in everyone's mouth?"

"What's going on? I'm at the door, can you open the door?"

She didn't even have the strength to move her legs, the wall behind her against her vest, she pulled the curtains in a trance, and slowly got up and walked to the door.

The moment Siluo opened the door, he was fluttering like a paper man, looking at Lin Wanfeng weakly.

He stared at Siluo's face, a face that had already fallen madly in love, his gaze passing through her, around her, until he saw the pain in her heart.

He smelled her perfume, but had a pair of haggard eyes, and he looked at her, and his heart was raining for her.

She pursed her lips tightly, and it was clear now that it had been a long, long time since he had been walking towards her.

Their love.