Seeing her leave, the true emotions in her heart began to be revealed. That relief was really fake, and the real loss and depression were like a layer of haze, permeating my heart. And when I thought that one of the candidates might be Zeng Hao, I was even more angry and unwilling in my heart.

So, I can't sit back and ignore things as they turn out. If you try to fight for it at least once, you have no regrets. Besides, I'm still hopeful for me and Twilight in the current situation, isn't it?

In the past few days, because of the injury, Twilight has basically stayed at home to recuperate. People like him, who stay at home with nothing to do, naturally feel bored, and ask me to stay at home with him several times. Although I don't have many scenes, I insist on going to the crew every day, so I can learn a lot from other seniors. Of course, I refused his request several times.

After I refused, Twilight didn't force it, although she was displeased. He's really changed a little lately. However, there seems to be some curiosity in that expression. I can't care so much, I still go out early and return late on time every day.

It's just that it always feels weird today. Why do you always feel like there's an eye behind me? While staring at the show, I looked around several times, but I didn't notice anything unusual. I thought that there were so many people in the crew anyway, there would be nothing going on, so I didn't pay attention.

After part-time work, I stopped by the specialty store, and when I bought underwear, the strange feeling was still there. Looking around, I still didn't find anything. In the end, I had to speed up the process, and after buying it, I hurried to the villa.

I finally returned to the villa safely, but Twilight was not at home. He really couldn't stay idle. I looked at the empty living room, shook my head, and went back to the bedroom. Before he could clean up, he received a call from Enron.

We haven't been in touch for a long time, and when we hear each other's voices, we are very excited. After that, Enron brought me another good news, she was selected by the company, although she was only a trainee, but at least she took the first step. It's just that at the same time, Ye Linlin was also selected, which can be regarded as a little unsatisfactory in the joy.

chatted happily for a while, but An Ran suddenly felt a little stumbling, and only then did she say it under my questioning, it turned out that she also wanted to ask about Twilight's marriage, "I see that the most fierce thing on the Internet is that he and Zeng Hao." Early summer, if it's true, what are you going to do? ”

Zenghao, the more names I don't want to hear, the more they ring in my ears over and over again. It seems that she is really the most likely candidate, God is doomed, don't let me let go with peace of mind.

I suppressed my thoughts, and couldn't help but say to An Ran in a firm tone, "I have no right to interfere with who he marries, and I have no intention of interfering." However, if it is Zeng Hao, I will definitely do my best to fight for myself once, I will not let myself lose to Zeng Hao, and I will definitely not let her marry Twilight. After saying that, that strange feeling appeared again, I even heard intermittent footsteps, looked back in the direction of the door, but there was still no one, and I felt a little uneasy, but I was pulled back by Enron's words.

An Ran was still a little worried, so I could only comfort her first and cheer myself up. Next, you may really have to fight a tough battle with all your might.

I hung up the phone, and Twilight didn't come back, so I could just clean up and fight for him with a new attitude. I went to the kitchen first and prepared a dinner with care. After carefully setting up the dining table, he still didn't come back, I went back to the bedroom, deliberately chose a sexy bandeau dress, looked at myself in the mirror was not attractive enough, and spent more effort than usual, put on makeup well, until I was satisfied, I went downstairs, and continued to wait for him to come back.

It's time to come back on weekdays, but Twilight still hasn't returned. I hesitated to dial his phone, but unexpectedly, the phone was connected, and I was hung up. He never was. Although I rarely call him, he is always the first to connect, so how can he hang up my phone.

I didn't give up and was curious, so I ended up texting. It's been a long time since the text message was sent, but there was no response. I grabbed my phone, leaned back on the couch, and gradually fell asleep. In my daze, I heard the sound of the car, followed by the sound of the door opening, I held back my sleep, opened my eyes, and was walking in front of me in the twilight, and sat up from the sofa with my eyes open.

Twilight was expressionless, didn't even look at me, and walked straight up the stairs. By the time I got up from the couch, he had already entered the study and closed the door by the way. How could I not feel his estrangement and coldness, but when I thought of what I said to An Ran, and the possibility that he and Zeng Hao might get married, I couldn't help but feel motivated again.

I went upstairs and knocked on the door, but there was no answer in the room, so I pushed the door open and went into the study. Seeing him sitting in an office chair with his back to the direction of the door, he didn't know what he was doing. I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to walk up to him.

Twilight turned out to have her eyes closed, not knowing if she was resting or thinking. When I heard my footsteps, I opened my eyes suddenly, and although it was in the direction of the light, the chill in my eyes still made me tremble in my heart. I unconsciously lowered my eyebrows, not daring to look at him again, "Why did you come back so late and eat?" ”

Twilight didn't speak, just shook her head, looking through the glass window at the dark sky outside the villa, her eyes seemed to be stained with color, and they became deeper and deeper. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but in the end I didn't have the courage, "Then I'll heat up the food and call you to eat later." Without waiting for him to respond, I turned and hurried away.

He's really different tonight, what the hell is going on. I reflected on myself and thought that during this time, except for the accident with Lin Muzhi, I was really honest and kept to myself. Moreover, I don't expect us to be as sweet and happy as last night, but I can't accept such an inexplicable snub.

But, soon, I'll learn that this is just the beginning.

After the meal was heated, I adjusted my mood and went upstairs to invite him. He said coldly, but fortunately he came downstairs. I diligently arranged everything for him, poured some red wine, and fed the food to his mouth myself.

I was busy and had just sat back in my seat when Twilight picked up the dish with a look of disgust and hung it in the air, "This is the dinner you made?" Without waiting for me to explain, he reluctantly stuffed it into his mouth, as if he were tasting it, when in fact I knew that it was preparing for further pickiness.

I watched him quietly, trying to keep myself calm. Looking at the food on the table, it is not as capable as an ordinary chef, but it can also be rated as a good wife and mother. Although I lost my father and mother at an early age, my previous life did not allow me to support myself, and there were so few opportunities to cook, and this dinner was the most attentive one.

I also picked up my chopsticks and took some dishes to taste, which was already satisfying for me.

"You can't make it all the color, flavor, at least the taste, it's better, right?" Twilight made it difficult to swallow, and continued to criticize these dishes in all directions. I clenched the chopsticks in my hand tightly, and ate with my head down, the anger in my heart became stronger and stronger.

But tonight, I put up with it. I can't push him to a woman like Zeng Hao so easily for a while.

I stopped what I was doing, looked at him carefully, listened to him with an open mind, and kept smiling while letting him vent for no reason. He may have found it boring, and I didn't restrain myself as before, so I didn't say anything more.

I saw that he had quieted down, and thought to myself that this was also an opportunity, and began to knock on him. As a party to the news, where the news comes from is not as true and credible as one of his words. Rather than wasting my energy on all the gossip and speculation, I should put some effort into Twilight.

"In terms of cooking, I will definitely try to improve in the future." I obediently assured him, "What do you think of me?" I looked at him expectantly, and his next words could be used as a basis for further reasoning.

But he didn't fall for me, and didn't follow my topic at all, "With your current cooking level, to meet my standards, what you need is not a day or two." The chopsticks in his hand were still playing around, and the things that were slightly unpleasant were directly pinched out by him and thrown aside.

"I know, I'll work hard to improve my cooking." Before the words were spoken, he had already put down his chopsticks, "Full?" I threw my chopsticks and looked at him inexplicably.

Still nodded, his words tonight were really pitiful. The words that came out were still those ugly words that poked at the ears. He got up, walked to the couch in the living room and sat down, and treated me as if I were air.

I suppressed the anger that rose again in my heart, and hurriedly went over and sat down beside him, "Are you tired today, or are you still experiencing something unhappy?" "I'm not very good at playing the role of a bosom sister, but aside from the target, his abnormal performance is really unpredictable.

"I'm not as busy as you, how dare I say I'm tired?" One sentence will choke me to death. "I'm thirsty." When he choked me enough, he could still calmly command me.

I got up in a daze, poured water for him, and deliberately adjusted the temperature of the water in order not to blame myself. He gently put the glass of water to his lips with both hands, but he was not thirsty, and waved his big hand, motioning for me to put it there first.

This book is derived from Kanshu.com