It was another night where I couldn't sleep peacefully. After twelve o'clock, Mu Tingchen hadn't returned home yet, and Yan Xiaoyu's eyes staring at the clock hands were almost closed.

In retrospect, this was the second time he didn't go home past twelve. The last time was with Li Qing, and this time......

He said he was going to socialize, but he should be back so late.

Yan Xiaoyu has been in her heart recently, she always feels that Mu Tingchen has something to hide from her, and Zhejiang and Shanghai definitely have something to do with her father, but no matter what way Yan Xiaoyu is, she can't find anything from Mu Tingchen's mouth.

Even his father kept silent about the matter.

Yan Xiaoyu was a little anxious, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed Mu Tingchen's number.

After a long time, the phone was finally picked up. The earpiece was full of noisy music, and after two seconds, Yan Xiaoyu heard Mu Tingchen's drunken voice.

"Hey ?......"

"Tingchen, are you okay, where are you, I ......"

"You...... It's annoying, and you won't let me ...... Play, you ...... Don't speak!" At this time, Mu Tingchen was almost drunk, and now he was completely doing things according to his mood.

In front of him with a glass of wine that relaxes and makes him happy, and music that makes him high, of course he hates being interrupted.

Hearing Mu Tingchen say that she was annoying, Yan Xiaoyu felt a little aggrieved in her heart, but she knew that now was not the time to lose her temper, and she had to find Mu Tingchen quickly, otherwise a drunk person would easily have an accident.

So Yan Xiaoyu took a deep breath and said to Mu Tingchen: "Tingchen, you are obedient, don't be drinking." Tell me which bar you're at and I'll pick you up, okay?"

Mu Tingchen on the other end of the phone couldn't listen to anything anymore, he just mumbled a few words, and was about to hang up the phone.

At this time, Yan Xiaoyu was even more anxious, and she shouted a little excitedly: "Tingchen, where are you? Don't make trouble, okay? Tell me where you are? I'll pick you up, we'll ......."

"I told you everything! Don't bother me! You don't understand my pain! I'm already crazy, are you going to drive me crazy??!

Without waiting for Yan Xiaoyu to finish speaking, Mu Tingchen hung up the phone, then turned the phone to silent and put it in his trouser pocket.

Yan Xiaoyu, who was hung up the phone, suddenly filled his eyes with tears.

She has never been so fierce by Mu Tingchen.

Even when she saw him for the first time when she returned to China, even when she pretended to be a dusty woman and stayed by his side, even when she broke up with him in college......

Mu Tingchen will never be angry with her, at most he puts on an indifferent face, and then he doesn't like to deal with people.

Could it be that today is because she was drunk, so she murdered her?

Well. It must be like this, it's okay Yan Xiaoyu, this is something you will definitely face after you get married, he will have more entertainment in the future, and more troubles, you have to work hard and help him share his worries, you can do it!

Yan Xiaoyu didn't lose control of her emotions, she comforted herself like this in her heart, swallowed her saliva, then took out a tissue, wiped the tears on her face, and began to find a way to find Mu Tingchen.

On the other side, after Mu Tingchen turned off his mobile phone, he suddenly sobered up a little.

He just ...... Oh my God, what the hell are you doing??He shook his head, grabbed his coat from the sofa, and prepared to leave the bar.

But he had just stood up because he had drunk too much, and he felt everything in front of him shake.

Stumbling to the door, he stopped on the side of the road, ready to stop the car.

But the stamina of the wine came up, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Lin Wan ran over and hugged him.

"Ting Chen?!Why do you drink so much??" Lin Wan hugged him and asked worriedly.

She was just on the other side, and she was also about to take a taxi home, but with a casual glance, she saw Mu Tingchen who was dizzy.

So she left her friend behind and hurriedly ran to Mu Tingchen's side.

"Tingchen, didn't you come with your friend......?

"Go home...... I'm going home......" Mu Tingchen squinted his eyes slightly and said inarticulately.

Lin Wan hesitated.

At first, she really wanted to send Mu Tingchen back, but she was reluctant to give up the opportunity to get in touch with him so closely, so she ......

Just when she was thinking about not sending Mu Tingchen back, the man in her arms began to dance, he waved his hands while shouting that he wanted to go home and see Xiaoyu, and shook Lin Wan's hand away.

As soon as she heard Yan Xiaoyu's name, Lin Wan suddenly had an idea.

It's better to send him back, anyway, Yan Xiaoyu is also there, and when the time comes, let her see how Mu Tingchen looks with herself, and let her also feel the taste of her lover lying in someone else's arms.

Thinking so, Lin Wan helped Mu Tingchen up, let him lean on his shoulder, then took out his mobile phone and called a car.

Yan Xiaoyu called all the people who knew Mu Tingchen at home, but none of them knew where Mu Tingchen was. She also called a boss that Mr. Mu said she wanted to meet, but the boss said he had dinner with Mr. Mu and then went home.

Yan Xiaoyu was pacing back and forth in the living room, and just as she was about to change her clothes and run out to find Mu Tingchen, the doorbell rang.

She immediately ran over and opened the door without asking who it was.

"Tingchen, you ...... back"

When he opened the door, what Yan Xiaoyu saw was the picture of Mu Tingchen falling on Lin Wan's shoulder.

The smile on her face suddenly froze, and her hands were behind her back at a loss.

"Yan Xiaoyu, do you still want your husband to lie on other women?" Lin Wan sneered at her.

Yan Xiaoyu didn't speak, her expression became serious, her eyes revealed a sharp edge, and she said unhurriedly: "Thank you for sending Tingchen back." Thank you for taking good care of him. Now that he's home, I'll take care of him. Please go back, go slowly, don't send it. ”

After speaking, Yan Xiaoyu unceremoniously pulled Mu Tingchen over from Lin Wan, then hugged his waist and helped him into the house.

During the whole process, she didn't pay attention to any words Lin Wan said.

But only she knew that the moment she helped Mu Tingchen turn around, smelling the faint smell of perfume on his body, her tears had already flowed out involuntarily.

Yan Xiaoyu helped Mu Tingchen stumble to the bedroom, and then helped him wipe his body and pour water. The whole process, she didn't say a word. But her eyes never stopped crying.

It's just that no matter how sad she cried, Mu Tingchen didn't know.

After taking care of Mu Tingchen, Yan Xiaoyu lay on the bed, and his eyes were not closed.

After a while, Mu Tingchen's breathing beside him became heavier and heavier, presumably he was already asleep.

Yan Xiaoyu kept staring at the ceiling, feeling the darkness in the room. Her heart tingled suddenly. She slowly lifted the corner of the quilt, then put on a coat and sat alone by the floor-to-ceiling window of her bedroom.

As far as the eye can see, the whole city has gone to sleep. Only in the bustling areas of the city center, the neon lights still flash.

What are you thinking about those who sing every night? Yan Xiaoyu tilted his head and gently leaned his head against the window.

The cold touch hits the heart from the door of the head. She silently shed tears again.

She didn't understand what she had done wrong, and why her life after marriage was not as good as she imagined.

She has really done her best, she is trying to be a wife, a woman who can let Mu Tingchen take out.

Something you can't figure out is just as exhausting as something you don't know why. Thinking like this, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly became a little sleepy, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Early the next morning, Mu Tingchen woke up, and he had a splitting headache. Knocking on his head, he looked around, and at a glance he caught a glimpse of Yan Xiaoyu who was sleeping next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He hurriedly jumped out of bed, found a coat and draped it on Yan Xiaoyu's body, and then gently carried her to the bed.

The person in his arms seemed to be woken up by him, and his mouth shouted "hot, so hot......"

Mu Tingchen frowned, put his hand on Yan Xiaoyu's forehead, tested the temperature on her head, and found that it was scary!

This girl must have been sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling window last night and was cold, and she was still sleeping against the cold glass...... It's no wonder if you don't get sick!

So, Mu Tingchen didn't care about his headache and stomachache, he quickly changed his clothes, found a coat, wrapped Yan Xiaoyu, and then hugged her out.

After a simple examination, the doctor told Mu Tingchen that Yan Xiaoyu just had an ordinary fever, and it would be fine to take a drip in the hospital, and then observe it, and if it was fine, he could be discharged from the hospital.

Knowing that Yan Xiaoyu was safe, Mu Tingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, Mu Tingchen gently held Yan Xiaoyu's little hand, he silently looked at Yan Xiaoyu's delicate and somewhat haggard little face, his heart was full of guilt.

He was so drunk that he couldn't remember what happened last night. What is it that allows this little woman to sit alone in front of the window and spend the night staying?

Looking at Yan Xiaoyu's somewhat puffy eyes, Mu Tingchen knew that she should have cried for a long, long time last night.

He stroked the broken hair on Yan Xiaoyu's forehead with his hand distressedly, but suddenly caught a glimpse of her tightly frowning brow. Mu Tingchen's slender fingers gently touched the center of her eyebrows, making her brows gradually soothe.

The person on the hospital bed seemed to feel Mu Tingchen's company and care, and she gradually slowed down her breathing, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Mu Tingchen lowered his eyes, in addition to feeling distressed, there was more of a complex emotion intertwined with guilt and reason. He didn't understand what was going on with him lately, and he didn't know what to do to find an outlet and calm his emotions.

Now I can only take one step at a time.

With his chin at his finger, Mu Tingchen slowly closed his eyes.