The next two days were spent in a slashed heart.

When Mr. Zhuang called, I was no longer in a hurry to connect as soon as possible, and each time I took a few deep breaths to calm down my excitement, and then connected with trembling hands.

I keep reminding myself every time to stop showing any enthusiasm or excitement. Even replying to his text messages is as short as possible, and if you can, try to refrain from replying.

But this kind of day is particularly bitter, my heart is wrapped in haze every day, and the whole world has turned gray.

Life suddenly became very difficult, and I felt like I was about to collapse, and I secretly missed Mr. Zhuang and everything about him like crazy, and this longing came more violently than when I secretly liked him before.

But I kept telling myself that I couldn't love him, and this kind of torture was more unbearable than being beaten and scolded by my uncle.

On the second night after Mr. Zhuang left, I stayed at the hotel, but as soon as I entered, I would remember the embarrassment and sweetness of that night.

I would raise my hand stupidly, imitating the feeling of Mr. Zhuang sticking his hand in my hair to help blow my hair, and I would run to the bathroom in a daze. For a longer period of time, it was half an hour to just stand where he had stood, staring at the desk he had used.

That night, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and it was harder than spending the night in the hospital.

I felt as if I had a serious illness, listless all day, and when Aunt Tian Hua talked to me, I was always absent-minded.

Mr. Zhuang didn't contact me again that afternoon, and I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn't pull a smile when I chatted with my grandmother.

"Xixi, why do you always sniff and have a bad complexion, you have a cold?" Aunt Tian Hua is a person who knows the inside story, she already knows that I am pregnant with a child, and she is worried that I will have a mistake, so she quickly touched my forehead and asked me to go back to the hotel to rest.

I wanted to cry but held back the tears, but I couldn't help the snot that came out of the tears.

As soon as I wanted to shake my head and deny it, Aunt Tian Hua quietly leaned into my ear and reprimanded: "What's the matter? ”

I snapped back to my senses and nodded in a panic.

When I was leaving, my aunt looked at me and said in a mocking voice, "Pay attention to your body." ”

She has taken care of my grandmother very dedicatedly in the past two days, and I know that she has made calculations with her uncle, and now she just wants to behave better in front of me, hoping that my grandmother and I can be soft-hearted to help my uncle-in-law repay his debts.

When I went to the payment window yesterday to check the account, the toll collector specially told me: "Persuade the patient's son-in-law not to settle the bill casually without a doctor's certificate, and let him stop making trouble." ”

I was stunned for two seconds before I realized that she was talking about my uncle, could it be that my uncle sneaked in again yesterday and wanted to take away the remaining money in the payment account without realizing it?

"Please don't settle accounts with him casually, my grandmother's illness is not yet well, and she can't be discharged from the hospital for the time being. "I was so angry that my whole body was shaking, it must have been because I kept saying that I had no money, so he hit the idea again.

Paying Aunt Tian Hua's salary is also an expense, and I must not send money to my uncle-in-law in vain.

Now, even if I tell my grandmother that she has completely recovered from her illness, I think I can only be happy for a while, and my whole heart seems to be occupied by Mr. Zhuang. The more I warned myself not to think about him, the more I missed him.

After returning to the hotel room, I sat down at the desk where he used to sit in a daze, and the tears that I had endured for three days suddenly could not hold back anymore, flooding like a flood.

He'll only come over tomorrow at noon, so how should I face him then?

Suddenly, there was a feeling that life was worse than death, and even breathing hurt.

I was crying happily, and the door seemed to "click" open, and then the voice that made me think about it day and night actually came: "Xixi, is something wrong?"

I must have had auditory hallucinations, and every time I thought about him in the past two nights, I could hear him whispering my name in my ear.

However, why did there be a rush of footsteps behind him?

I turned around and looked over, and a tall figure appeared in front of me in the haze.

I touched my forehead, did I really get sick? Why did I hallucinate as if I was burned?

"What the hell is going on? I don't get back to the text messages, and I don't get back on the phone. Mr. Zhuang's voice fell, and two big hands suddenly hugged the back of my head and hugged me directly around my waist.

It was only when the familiar light scent came to my nose that I snapped back to my senses.

It's really Mr. Zhuang!

How could he be here now? Isn't he coming here tomorrow at the earliest?

I tried to push him away, but when I grabbed the shirt on his waist with both hands, I suddenly lost my strength, and finally I simply leaned on him and cried the rest of my tears.

He didn't know what was going on, and after sighing twice, he kept touching my hair to make silent comfort.

Maybe because I cried for too long, he finally lost his patience and directly sat me on his lap to wipe my tears and nose: "Say, what's wrong?" ”

I bit my mouth and shook my head, not daring to tell him my embarrassment.

Only when I was a child, my grandmother hugged me like this, and now I am held by him like this, I only feel a burst of hot sweat on my body, I don't know if I am nervous or ashamed, anyway, I have no strength in my limbs, and I can't struggle at all.

In fact, I know very well that I am reluctant to leave.

He pulled my lower lip out of his teeth with a cold face, obviously not very happy: "Didn't you tell me if you said something?"

As soon as I heard this, I didn't know what was wrong with me, the sense of grievance was overflowing, and the tears I had just put away couldn't help but gush out.

I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't.

Annoyed, he inserted his long fingers into my hair, leaving only his thumb to rub slowly around my cheeks.

My body shuddered slightly, and my tears came to an abrupt end because of this sudden intimacy.

As soon as I raised my eyes to look at him, the flap of my lips that I had been missing for a long time fell, kissed the tears from the corners of my eyes, slowly went down, down, and finally explored my mouth and kissed it carefully.

It was only when he broke through his teeth and tried to break in that I realized that I had unknowingly fallen back in.

But just as I was about to grit my teeth, I suddenly bit his tongue, and I was so frightened that I didn't dare to bite any further.

His kiss was very long, very hard, as if with a sweet punishment, and every now and then he bit my lip hard.

By the time he finished the kiss, I was slumped in his arms. I trembled lightly for a while, and I, who had died once in the past three days, seemed to have suddenly come back to life at this moment.

I forgot my previous oath and forgot the thousands of warnings I had given to myself.

How so? Does Mr. Zhuang also like me a little?

This time he kissed me on the mouth, not on the forehead, not on the cheek.

He gasped for a while, hugged me tightly in his arms, and gently followed my back: "Why did you cry again just now? Did that man go to the ward to make trouble again?"

My mind was full of reminiscences of the kiss, and when he pressed his forehead against mine to measure the temperature, I came back to my senses: "No, no." ”

He was also worried that I was sick, but when he found that I did not have a fever, his forehead did not evacuate in time.

At that time, the tip of my nose was close to the tip of his, and I was a little dizzy to see my eyes close at hand, and I didn't know what was wrong with me, so I suddenly licked the corner of his mouth lightly.

His body slammed, he paused, turned his head to kiss me.

The subtle feeling was very similar to the one I had in his study before, and the dry hormones seemed to be kicking, and I couldn't control the longing in my heart, and when he suddenly stopped, a big hand had already burrowed into my clothes.

My mind cleared up, and as if I had suddenly been pricked by a needle, I quickly struggled to my feet.

Because the movement was so violent, he staggered and almost didn't stand still, and he stood up with a frown, and took me into his arms as it should be.

"I'm worried about you. "His hoarse voice is like the most delicious rain, and he has revived my dead grass.

"Mr. Zhuang, aren't you going back tomorrow?"

Did you speed up the work and rush over for me?

I waited for a while and didn't hear him speak again, and the familiar sense of loss immediately swept over, and just when I wanted to sigh, he replied this time unprecedentedly: "I'm afraid that something will happen to you, instead of worrying all the time, it's better to finish the matter and come over and take a look." What the hell is going on? Why don't you get your text messages back?"

Since I became pregnant with my child, Mr. Zhuang has obviously said more to me than before, and although I know that I can only get his attention through the light of this child, I feel very satisfied.

I don't want to tell him that Zhao Yaru has warned me three times and twice that I can't love him, because she is his wife, and I have no right to accuse her.

But I don't want to tell him that I've decided not to love him anymore, and I'll love secretly in the future, try not to show it, so it should be okay, right?

After this pain, I realized a problem: my will is not strong, and Mr. Zhuang's casual words can break all my defenses.

After thinking about it, I still lied quietly, quietly: "I'm worried about my grandmother's illness coming back, so I'm not happy." ”

His embrace is the safest and warmest harbor in the world, and I was so stupid that I wanted to quit this relationship.

"You're a good boy, don't let me down. Zhao Yaru's words suddenly slashed into my ears like thunder, making me tremble.

"Not happy?" Mr. Zhuang didn't know what I was worried about, so he suddenly let go of his arms and hugged my face, "I'll take you to the movies after dinner, can you be happier?"

Watching a movie?

My face must have suddenly turned red to a ripe apple, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but grin.

My roommate goes to the movies every time she goes on a date with her boyfriend, so does Mr. Zhuang want to date me?