Chapter 133: Misfortune is not a one-way street

"Hey. I took it calmly, and my tone remained normal.

"I was on the plane just now, and I turned on airplane mode. "Chu Qingchuan should have called him after he landed.

"Oh, are you back?" I pretended not to know.

"Miss me?" he was still so indecent, and I felt more and more sarcastic.

"yes. I chimed in.

"Hehe, so good?" he must have been carrying his luggage, and his voice was as if he was leaving.

"I'm going to pick you up?" I couldn't tell what was wrong with me, I just felt panicked.

Supposedly I should have a showdown with him, and the two of us should talk openly and honestly about what they have to say, but he concealed me first, and I don't think there is any need to poke it.

In that case, in addition to surrendering my identity, I can only get a so-called truth and explanation.

"I was in transit, arriving in New York in the evening. Go back to Jiangcheng the day after tomorrow, you wait for me. "It's good that he didn't lie to me.

"Not waiting. I answered directly.

"Where are you going?" he asked me mischievously.

"What's the nonsense to know I don't have anywhere to go?" I scolded him, he should have gotten used to it.

"......" He didn't answer me, and was going through the security check, when I heard a staff member talking next to me.

"Is there anything else? "I don't want to talk any more.

"Yes. He said.

Say. ”

"Love you. ”

"Love a fart. "If you love me, you have to hide everything from me? But he can't be let know.

Sure enough, he caught my little emotions and asked me, "Cheng Jiaoyang, what are you dissatisfied with?"

"No, menstrual irritability. "When was the last time my aunt came? I forgot again, but there was a dull pain in my lower abdomen, and I guess it was coming soon.

I don't have a habit of keeping track of the day, because every time I come she reminds me of my abdominal pain, like knocking on the door.

I'm a screwed person, and I have a virtue even with my body.

"There was ginger brown sugar powder in the kitchen cupboard, and I drank it myself. I'm boarding. "He probably thought I was home.

"Okay, I wish you a long future and a long future. I hung up the phone, regardless of his reaction.

"A little bit of a little mood today, be nice, go back and bring you a gift. He sent a text message, coaxing a child.

I think he thinks I'm being vexatious and playing with a child's temper.

Thinking back to Sinan's words, in fact, I shouldn't have believed it, I forgot who said that the more you get in touch with the center of power, the more you should be on guard.

Now I can understand why office romances are banned, especially between the top executives.

Imagine if Anna and Sinan were in love, what would they do if they encountered the current situation? Of course, I would not have expected that this metaphor that I had thought of randomly had actually happened.

"Ma'am, it's going to rain. "I was alerted by the clerk and found out that there was a strong wind.

The leaves swayed, the black clouds weighed down the city, and the scorching sun overhead was long gone.

The clerks ran up to clean up the tables and chairs and told me that a strong convective rainstorm was coming.

The wind was blowing, and everything was shaking, and the sky was already dark to a heavy gray, and it was noon, but it was like a deep night without stars and moons.

I sat by the window, watching the lightning cut through the black clouds, and listening to the thunder roar above the clouds.

Pedestrians outside the window are in a hurry, vehicles are crowded together, and the sound of horns reveals the impetuousness of the drivers.

It was as if I was out of the way, watching it all happen in the wind-blown currents.

Finally, the first drop of rain hit the glass window, followed by a crackling sound that blurred my vision.

On a rainy day, it's great for thinking.

How much do I love him? I couldn't help but force myself to face this question that I didn't dare to think deeply about.

When he came to me to ask for guilt in that KTV incident, I panicked and tried my best to please him.

In retrospect, I felt very stupid, and at the same time, I regretted that I was addicted to the love given by this man, so I gradually began to think about him in everything, taking into account his feelings and moods.

It's scary to think about.

If this pattern is allowed to take root and grow arbitrarily, then one day his love disappears and his person leaves, will I die of suffocation like a drowning man?

When I get used to his love, like oxygen around me, what will happen to me once I lose it?

Maybe I'm too hypocritical, resting on others, wishing there was a man who was so pampered and protected to hide the pain, how worry-free.

But I couldn't do it, and I deserved to be exhausted.

"It's raining too much! look, hai!!l the size of a quail egg," the clerk called out in amazement, and came in through the door with a small basin, bringing in a dampness.

She woke me up, and I saw that the water on the road was so deep that there were already cars stuck in it and couldn't drive.

At the same time, my lower abdomen was surging with pain, and I asked for a cup of hot water and drank it to the full.

I was not surprised by such a falling pain, so I took out the ibuprofen in my bag and swallowed it in one gulp.

The rain showed no sign of stopping, and I began to break out in a cold sweat as before.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" the clerk asked with concern.

I shook my head and smiled: "It's okay, old problem, I've taken medicine, thank you." ”

"Hmm. The weather forecast has issued a yellow warning, the rain will not stop for a while, and the traffic will be paralyzed throughout the city. If you don't feel well, let your family know in advance to pick them up. "The clerk is very polite, I know she said this because she was not in the right state, and she was afraid that the store would take responsibility in case of an accident.

"Well, okay, thanks. I responded.

Menstrual cramps can be mild and severe, and unfortunately I fall into the latter category. Yang didn't regret seeing me for the first time and thought I was going to die.

Her exact words were: "Your face is as white as a layer of paper, bloodless, like a female ghost......"

The distance from painkillers is to paralyze the pain senses, and it is not a cure, I silently wait for the effect of the medicine to work, and the cold air around me makes me feel that the blood all over my body is coagulated.

At this time, I received two more photos.

Late at night, on the streets of the bright lights, a tall man snuggled up to a woman in his arms, both of them were a little drunk, and the woman looked up at the man with a happy face, squinting slightly.

In the second, the two got into a taxi at the same time and sat in the back.

"Who are you?" I replied, trying to restrain the tide in my heart, and once I relaxed, it might go as crazy as the wind and rain outside the window.

"The woman in the photo. The other party replied quickly.

"And then?" I asked again.

"I want to meet you. She replied.

"There's no need. "I'll reply.

"We were together last night. "She's almost in seconds.

"So what? I'm just normal friends with him, you can't send me such a thing. ”

"I really didn't expect Brother Chuan's taste to become so unique. Don't get me wrong, nothing happened to us, he said he loves you very much and won't do anything to be sorry for you. ”

What kind of provocation is this? High-level provocation? I don't know how many times better than Li Yutong and Han Lu's path!

To retreat as advance, want to promote the first to suppress, is there any?

That's right, the man in the photo, I can tell at a glance that it is Chu Qingchuan, and his appearance is a sculpture in my heart.

And the posture between the two is not very ambiguous, I can understand that the female friend is drunk, and he kindly helps her to leave.

It's just that this woman's face, how can she seem to have seen it somewhere?

Could it be someone I know? But after thinking about it, there seems to be no one I know who can make Chu Qingchuan care so much.

"Where are you?" I decided to go and see the woman, who managed to pique my curiosity.

She said an address, which was actually not far from me, and it only took ten minutes to walk.

I looked at the weather outside, and the rain seemed to be lighter, but the water on the ground was still very deep, and the road was jammed.

Luckily, I could walk, so I told her to be late.

"It's windy and rainy outside, if it's inconvenient, I can go to you. She replied to me thoughtfully.

"No need. "Fake good intentions, I thought disdainfully.

I rubbed my stomach and brought a parasol that I could use as an umbrella.

However, the moment I got up, something suddenly hurt in my lower abdomen, and I realized that I should buy a pack of sanitary napkins first.

Otherwise, it may be humiliating.

However, I didn't expect that as soon as I took the first step, I felt that something was wrong.

The bizarre dull pain and pulling pain swept in, and I held on to the corner of the table, unable to slow down for a long time, the arms supporting my body began to tremble, and my legs gradually became unable to stand.

Just a second before I passed out, I saw the clerk appear in front of me in a panic, support me with all hands and feet, and ask me what was wrong.

But their consciousness gradually blurred, and their voices drifted farther and farther away.

In my dream, I met a little angel, a little familiar.

"Have we met?" I asked.

He smiled sweetly: "The last time I saw you when I got lost, you said that you would take me to find my mother." ”

I remembered and asked him, "yes, what happened to you after that?"

"You don't want me!" he said, and disappeared again.

That dream was the last time I mistakenly thought I was pregnant.

After he left, I walked alone in the dark.

The air around me gradually became colder, and I couldn't help but rub my arms, thinking to myself that this is going to the Year of the Monkey?

I've got to wake up, there's someone waiting for me! Didn't I make an appointment......

Chu Qingchuan, you are in trouble again, see how I clean you up.

I forced myself to wake up, trying to open my eyes and return to reality, only to find that it was all in vain.

In the end, I decided to give up, just sit back and wait for the dream to wake up on its own.

But somehow, the photo I saw before I fell asleep came to mind.

The woman's face was enlarged and clear, overlapping with the one I remembered.

It's her!How could it be!!

I was startled, like a suffocating person suddenly inhaling oxygen, opening his mouth suddenly, and instantly sobering up!

I wanted to sit up, but the pain in my abdomen didn't allow me to do so, so I gasped and slammed my head back on the pillow.

"Sun!" I said urgently, and I saw a figure bounce up.

Chu Qingchuan's face suddenly appeared above me, and I almost didn't recognize it.

"How do you ...... What the hell is like this?" I ducked my head back in disgust.

He was so depressed, his hair was messy, his beard was not shaved, his eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, his pupils were no longer as clear as they used to be, and even the clothes he was wearing were not so ironed and clean.

Men are sloppy, no matter how good the foundation is! I can't help but sigh in my heart.

But why did he look at me like that? It was as if I was the one who became a ghost......

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