I have always been rational and entered an unprecedented state of madness, I slapped myself twice, Qinglian grabbed my hand and shouted: "Qingyang, you calm down!"

I couldn't calm down, my mind was spinning wildly, I regretted it, why didn't I catch up and stop him that day, why. My heart was sour, but I couldn't cry, I just repeated: "Why didn't I catch up with him, why, why." ”

"What caught up with him?" Qinglian didn't know what to do, she just hugged me tightly and scolded fiercely: "Dr. Return, it's a pity that so many books are fed to the dogs." Only rich people are looking for a second wife, he can't even afford to support his wife, how can he have the face to steal food. ”

I couldn't say a word, I just shrunk into Qinglian's arms, biting my lip fiercely, it was sweet and sour, I couldn't tell it anymore.

After a long time, Qinglian asked me with some hesitation what I was going to do, but I didn't answer. She shook me fiercely: "Song Qingyang, don't say that you don't plan to divorce yet." "Divorce? I have such a headache, I shrunk my head and buried it in my knees: "Qinglian, let me be quiet and think about it." ”

Qinglian accompanied me for a while, walking back and forth, and I was annoyed to watch. She simply went out for a walk, leaving me to think about it on my own. Lying alone in an empty room, the past passes through his mind like a movie. And I was surprised to find that people's bottom line can be endlessly retreated. Until this moment, although I want to be crazy, there is still a trace of fantasy in my heart, a trace of unwillingness.

Is it true that six years of love will be lost to six months of love? A three-year-old daughter will have to face a stranger who will call her father or mother in the future? I don't dare to think about it. My brain has been spinning crazy for a long time, and I still don't have a clue.

I don't know how long later, my phone rang, and my daughter asked me when I was going home. It was already dark, thinking of Nuan Nuan, I don't know where to get a strength, I struggled to sit up, and immediately packed up and prepared to leave, only to find that the lock of Yao Qinglian's rented house was very old, and it couldn't be locked without a key.

Call Qinglian, she just finished eating and will be there soon. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Yao Qinglian's phone had already arrived downstairs, and I had already rushed down like an arrow, but found that Qinglian was getting down from Zhao Yijing's car, her expression was still dull, she was carrying a plastic bag, and saw me handing it over: "Packed for you, you don't eat for a day, and you plan to starve yourself?"

I shook my head and said no, my mother-in-law said that the family had cooked food. Qinglian turned her head to Zhao Yijing and said, "Is it convenient for Mr. Zhao to send Qingyang?"

Zhao Yijing said lightly: "By the way." I was groggy and didn't be polite, and said to Qinglian, "Then I'll go." He got into Zhao Yijing's car.

The second time I took Zhao Yijing's car, he was still a down-and-out ghost who was worse than dead. I didn't talk to him all the way, I thought about my own thoughts, and I didn't know what he was thinking in silence.

After driving for more than half an hour, no one spoke, Zhao Yijing turned on the FM on the car, and I don't know what was playing faint and sad music, which made my heart more and more sour.

I suddenly remembered the last time I washed the silk handkerchief and put it in my bag, and I didn't have a chance to give it to him. He took it out of his bag and put it back in the compartment of the car. Zhao Yijing glanced at me, and his voice was very deep: "No need, your old illness has been committed again." ”

I licked my lips, a little desolate. But he still gritted his teeth and held on: "I accidentally knocked it." ”

Zhao Yijing's brows frowned tighter, and his tone was a little impatient: "Xiao Lu, who got the computer, I helped Xiao Yao find it." ”