Chapter 2: Becoming a Tombstone, Also Mine

That night, I searched almost the entire airport, and I didn't see Liang Jing's shadow, and finally I had to call ARNO, but he said on the other end of the phone: OHMYGOD, Mr. Liang didn't tell you, did he go to the hotel first?

I'm angry, but there's nothing I can do about Liang Jing, in a sense, he is my master, I can't afford to offend, I have to serve him well, and I have to shed tears to see him off when I leave, looking forward to his next visit. In terms of selfishness at work, I really hope that Liang Jing can stay in S City all the time, so that I can have a strong backing and don't have to face the group of jackals alone. But in terms of one-sided emotion, I hope he rolls as far as possible.

It's late at night when I get home, open the door and go in, and I'm always greeted by darkness, no matter how late I come back, whether I come back or not, no one cares, this home is my own. When Yu Jiahe came to pack up his things a week after getting married, he said to me, he said that Gu Qingcheng is just your home alone, not including me! If you use such clumsy means to marry me, don't think that I am yours.

Tossing for so long, in the end, tired, feeling the darkness back to the master bedroom, throwing himself heavily on the bed, but accidentally pressed the person! Suddenly sleepy, a spirit sat up, quickly turned on the light, and when I saw the person lying on the bed clearly, I was quite surprised, he seemed to have been asleep here for a while, and it was very unpleasant to be woken up.

It has been last month since Yu Jiahe came home, and he only left a few sets of clothes in this house, which is still the least he likes to wear, so in fact, he never planned to live with me. Zuo: But in front of his mother, I will pretend to be like we have a good relationship.

As far as I know, at this point, he should be in the only bed in the Oak Garden, and mingle with her, you and me. Since Gu Weiwei has come back, it is impossible for him to come to me, so it is unusual for him to appear so suddenly.

I sat on the bed and stared at him for a long time, unable to recover for a moment, until he couldn't help but open his eyes and frown. Tilting his head, he said in a mean tone: "What are you watching? After watching it for so long, can't you see enough?"

With that, he sat up, reached for the cigarette on the bedside table, took one and smoked it. Seeing the disgusted expression on his face clearly, I collected my thoughts, climbed out of bed, tidied up the clothes on my body, sat on the edge of the bed, took off the rings and watches on my hands one by one, and asked indifferently, "Tell me something?"

He glanced at me, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, then smiled and said, "Yes, I have made rapid progress in the past two years, and my brain is also smart, but I don't need to work hard." He spoke in a tone that was still a little sarcastic, with an endless hatred for me.

Yu Jiahe hates me very much, in his eyes, I am not an empathetic woman, perhaps in the eyes of many people, I am the kind of woman who 'will not die if I don't die', a pair of lovers who already love each other kneel in front of me and sincerely repent, begging bitterly, expecting me to be fulfilled, in the eyes of others, smart women should choose to let go, fulfill them, and let go of themselves, leaving themselves with something called dignity. After all, their attitude of admitting their mistakes is sincere enough, after all, this man has never loved you from beginning to end, after all, in a sense, you are the stone that hinders others.

But I chose a paranoid path, insisted on breaking them up, and married a man who loved someone else deeply.

People in the know were disappointed in me, and now I'm alone in my house for two years, alone, and with no one to sympathize with me, and in the eyes of others, I am to blame for all this. It was I who forced him to marry me, it was I who was stupid enough to tie a person who didn't love him to himself, let a mistake continue, and make everyone miserable, without any benefit.

I'm like this, what I can't get, others don't want to get it, not to mention that this other person is the only one. My former good sister, the daughter of my father's lover.

I smiled, took off my black blazer, and replied to him: "It's all your credit, if you don't learn a little bit of the city, I'm afraid that someone will buy it, and you'll be happy to help you with money, right? Besides, you shouldn't want your wife to be such a stupid character. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, a soft pillow was thrown over, and I didn't block it, letting it hit my face. Catch it again and put it in the original position.

"Don't disgust me with the word wife, you're nothing but a useless marriage certificate. ”

Looking at his disgusted expression, I smiled, "It's been two years, and I'm not used to it, it's okay if I'm not used to it, we still have a long time, anyway, I'm very healthy, I can't die for a few decades, Yu Jiahe was originally worthy of this title, and when I become a tombstone, it's still mine." Ignoring his already blue face, he took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

I'm tired, and I really don't have the heart to argue with him. The human heart is so contradictory, when I lie alone on the cold big bed, I always expect him to come, even if I am unhappy to stay together, I also hope that there is someone around me, but when it really comes, I am tired of dealing with such bad words, and I hope that he will never come.

It's been two years, and I'm just taking a name, but as for this person, I haven't thought about it for half a minute.