The man sat up and touched the cigarette on the bedside table, and with a "ding" sound, there was a faint smell of smoke in the air, in addition to the rich and beautiful smell.

Su Xiangmu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, bent down to pick up the nightgown that was thrown on the ground and wrapped it, and dragged his sour body into the bathroom in the dim light.

She didn't need to look back, because she knew that there were no loving and pitying eyes behind her, not even a cold gaze.

When the water temperature was cold at the beginning, she just stood under the shower, cleaning herself inside and out.

He doesn't love her, but he asks again and again, the kind without feelings.

Inside and out...... Because she had a serious adverse reaction to taking pregnancy pills, and he didn't like safety measures, she had to do it in such a stupid way.

She knew that she couldn't wash it like this, but she was really afraid that she would get pregnant, and if she got pregnant......

He won't stay any longer......

Coming out of the bathroom, the bedside lamp that emitted a dim light had been extinguished, and it was dark and faint to see clearly, and the smell of smoke in the air was a little stronger.

Su Xiang had already gotten used to it, and he was used to touching the doorknob and opening the door to go out.

In the second bedroom, she half sat on the bed, looking at the marriage certificate in her hand.

The red marriage certificate was tattered and taped, and both the photos on it and the signatures of the two people were full of cracks.

She still remembered that day when she cried hysterically and tore the certificate apart, and he only said indifferently: Stick up.

Pressing the marriage certificate under the pillow, she lay back under the covers and closed her eyes.

……

Su Xiang needs to get up early in the morning and set up breakfast.

Fu Ying's soft little body hugged her legs, and tilted his little head to show her white millet teeth: "Ma Ma, early." ”

Su Xiang bent over, pinched his son's soft little face, picked him up, then turned down the fire on the stove and carried his son back to his babyroom.

Fu Ying is more than a year old, less than two years old, he still walks staggeringly, and he speaks simply, but this child is clever and naughty, and he will often crawl out of his bed after walking.

Su Xiang changed his diaper, changed into the cute little prince children's clothes, and hugged him to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After the little guy washed his face, he ran out again while Su Xiang was cleaning up.

Su Xiang smeared a ball of baby cream on his palm and chased him out, catching up with him in the corridor.

The little guy was held in Fu Hanchuan's arms, and his powerful arms supported his fleshy little body. He wears a shirt and trousers without a trace of wrinkles, and a suit on his arm, which he is used to wearing before going to work.

The little guy played with his tie and stuffed it into his mouth again, Su Xiang stepped forward and pulled out his little hand and shook his head at him, the little guy grinned at her, and showed his white millet teeth.

Fu Hanchuan put the child on the ground, and as soon as the little guy's feet hit the ground and he was about to run, Su Xiang grabbed him and smeared the baby cream on his tender little face.

There was a faint smell of burnt paste in the air, Su Xiang was startled, and hurriedly stood up and ran to the kitchen, jumping in pain when he accidentally kicked the chair.

"Ahh

Seeing the man's frowning, Su Xiang immediately suppressed his voice and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

She was mute and couldn't speak.