After that day, Ziqing would ask for it every night, and I knew that the inexplicable oolong incidents of several male colleagues made him feel uneasy again. Especially his mother's words, which must have carried a lot of weight in his heart. Is his mother to blame? It seems that seeing that kind of situation reminds my son that it is okay, do I blame myself? It is also a common thing for a male colleague to send him home at night...... I don't know who is wrong.

Ke Ziqing was unable to do it every time, and sometimes he made a gesture several times a night, but in the end it was fruitless. He was annoyed and even angry, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't. His anxiety accompanied my grief, and I was a little in a hurry.

I once advised him, "You're too tired, don't worry." He yelled at me in a hurry, "I can't satisfy you?" and I cried angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about?" He hugged me again and sighed: "Xiaowei, forgive me, my temper has become bad." "I couldn't sleep for a long time that night, I don't know what was wrong with me and Ziqing, obviously we are in love, why can't it......

The next day, I went to work with dark circles under my eyes, and Dongzi sent me a text message, "Xiaowei, are you not sick?" "It all started that night. I went to take a shower at night, came out and found Ziqing looking at my phone, sneering and asking me, "Who is Dongzi?" without waiting for me to answer and asked, "Colleague?"

I nodded. He then asked, "The one who sent you back?" and I said, "Not what you think." Ziqing dropped his phone and rushed out the door. chasing after me. After a while, his mother came back, glared at me fiercely, pointed at my nose and scolded, "You are a vixen, you will be killed sooner or later." "I was physically and mentally exhausted and too lazy to argue with her. Back in the house, I called Ziqing over and over again, but no one answered

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he came back with a smell of alcohol. When I entered the house, I asked him, "Where have you been, don't answer the phone, I'm worried about you to death." Before I could finish speaking, he took off his clothes and lunged at me, roughly. His strength is very strong, full of alcohol, I seem to see Ziyue's appearance, instinctively waved my hand to block, but put it down, and weakly told myself: He is not Ziyue, it is my Ziqing......

I tried to convince myself, obediently wrapped my arms around his neck, kissed him back, we intertwined, and he muttered, "I want you." I kissed him on the lips, on his face, to calm his anger. He is the person I love, and I have had a hard time getting to this point with him, and I cherish it. I never even cherished him without regard to my self-esteem. He was very excited, but he was about to run to the theme and then stopped. I was stunned. He pulled his hair like a wounded beast, speechless. I hugged him and muttered, "It's okay, it's okay." "but his heart was like a drop of blood.

Ziqing is socializing more and more, and coming back later and later, he rarely went to socialize and rarely drank before, but now he comes back drunk almost every day. I tried to persuade him, and he always smiled. One night, he got drunk and wanted me, but he couldn't. I comforted him, "If you drink alcohol, it will have an effect." He shook off my hand and rushed out of the house. That night, he didn't come home.

Early the next morning, he came back to buy breakfast for us, in good spirits, and seemed to have a good rest. I wanted to ask him where he had gone, but I looked at his mother, but I still didn't ask. After a few days, he didn't come home again, and I asked him where he went, and he said that he worked late and went to sleep at a friend's house. I asked which friend it was. He was annoyed: "Why don't you believe me". I was stunned, yes, I can't help but believe him, he is all I rely on now.

It's just that at that time, I was as weak as I was, and I didn't know what it meant to be non-returning.