Zhou Mo's heart was sour, she hugged Qiao Qiao tightly in her arms, "Say it, it should feel better if you say it, have you been carrying it alone for a long time." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Qiao Qiao wiped away her tears, she leaned her head on the weekend's shoulder, and said slowly: "When I first discovered the murals in the Qingyue Temple, Chen Hao and I were really excited for a while. During that time, in addition to going to the government to apply for cultural relics protection funds, our family of three stayed in the Qingyue Temple, and even the inn was temporarily closed for business. Chen Hao is more obsessed than me, he even began to copy these paintings, he has a good foundation, so the paintings are no different from the original paintings, or you can't identify the authenticity without looking carefully. One day Yifan was sick, so we didn't go to Qingyue Temple that day, but took care of her in the inn. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a burst of thunder, but when I woke up, I found that Chen Hao was not around, and I called him, but the phone was not connected. I didn't go out to look for him because I had to take care of the children, but when he came back in the morning, he told me that he had gone to the Blue Moon Temple because he was worried that the thunderstorm at night would cause damage to the dilapidated temple. I didn't ask much, but I already had a bad premonition in my heart, not because of any woman's intuition, but because of my understanding of Chen Hao. Chen Hao, you know, although he studied art, he didn't have any fancy intestines, and he was simply close to transparency, so whenever he told a little lie, it was easy to be noticed. ”

He ...... Lying to you? ”

"On the one hand, I am very sure that he lied to me, but on the other hand, I am trying to persuade myself, because in the city of flowers, he has never done anything to be sorry for me, how can he have two hearts in this small village in the middle of nowhere. Then there was the first painting theft incident, after calling the police to no avail, Chen Hao seemed to be crazy, he stayed in the Qingyue Temple almost all day long to guard those murals, and the time to go home was numbered. One night, I couldn't rest assured, so I handed Yifan over to Aunt Wang next to the inn and went up the mountain to find him by myself. That night, it was drizzling and the mountain road was muddy, and I fell several times halfway up the mountain to reach the Qingyue Temple, but when I got into the temple gate, I saw a scene that I will never forget in my life. ”

Qiao Qiao looked straight at the full moon outside the window, his thoughts seemed to return to that day, in that dilapidated hall, men and women were entangled like two snakes, Chen Hao frantically chased the woman under him, he seemed to be no longer the man Qiao Qiao was familiar with, the always gentle and elegant, humble and polite gentleman, his face was red, and the desire in his body was like a beast that had not eaten for a long time, suppressing the woman's snow-white carcass tightly under the body. This wild Qiaoqiao had never seen it before, so, at that moment, the embankment that she had been holding on to for a long time finally collapsed, and she ran into the rain and mist as if she were crazy, and climbed all the way down the mountain.

"Do you recognize who that woman is?" Zhou Mo held Qiao Qiao's cold fingers that trembled slightly in her hands, hoping to give her a little warmth.

"I don't dare to look at it, I don't dare to look at the woman's appearance, I'm afraid that I will collapse when I see her appearance, Zhou Mo," she looked at her, and there was a little more trepidation in her eyes, "Do you understand my feelings?" If she was born prettier than me, no, even if she was better than me in just one aspect, I was afraid that I would not be able to bear it, I was afraid that I would start to look at myself, find fault with myself, and even ...... Disgusted with herself, a woman's biggest lack of confidence is that her husband uses his passion for himself on another woman, no, Chen Hao's enthusiasm has never belonged to me, but it is like the inspiration for painting, bursting out in another person's body. ”

Zhou Mo's tears suddenly fell, and she hugged Qiao Qiao's trembling body, "Don't think too much, maybe Chen Hao is ...... He's just a freshness, aren't men all like this? ”

"No," Qiao Qiao broke free from Zhou Mo's arms, "He's not fresh for a while, and he's not obsessed with her body, he's really in love with her." ”

"Jojo ......"

"It's true, I had a showdown with him after that incident, I asked him who the woman was, he didn't say a word, I asked him if he was in love with her, he still didn't say a word, you see, he really won't lie, otherwise he will lie to me casually, and I won't be as uncomfortable as I am now."

"That'...... Later, did Chen Hao go to see her again? ”

Qiao Qiao shook his head, "There was a second incident of stealing paintings on the night of the showdown, I told you that the village set up a cultural protection team, and also sent someone to guard Qingyue Temple, plus we had a few quarrels because of this, and even Yifan was alarmed." So Chen Hao has never been to the mountain again, but recently because of the laxity of the cultural protection team, he began to go there to keep vigil again. Her brows tightened, "Mo Mo, you say, will he resurrect with that woman again?" ”

"No, I think he's figured it out, otherwise he wouldn't have gone without seeing her for so long, besides, if the relationship between the two of them is really so deep, why wouldn't the woman come to him for so long. I think they are just dewy love, and after that, it's over, it's just that it's sad about this hurdle in your own heart. Zhou Mo didn't know whether to comfort her or say her true thoughts, in her heart, if a man completely betrayed his partner spiritually, there was no way to forgive him no matter what, this knot may accompany her for a lifetime, and she couldn't untie it at all, so it was better to escape as soon as possible.

Qiaoqiao's eyes began to flicker, "But, there is still Yifan, I...... I've got to think about her......"

"Mom, are you here?" There was a knock on the door outside, "Fan Fan is hungry and wants to eat." ”

Qiao Qiao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, she hurriedly agreed and walked towards the door, Zhou Mo looked at her emaciated back, and said in her heart: "When will you dare to face this wound, it will not disappear because of your avoidance." ”

Mao San rubbed his hands and walked out of the courtyard door, burping full of wine, this spring night was quite cold, and his originally slightly drunk brain was frozen and awakened, but it didn't matter, he would be home after a few steps, and when the time came, he asked the old woman to boil a basin of hot water for herself, soak her feet well, and warm up after a while.

"Giggles." There was a burst of laughter like a silver bell suddenly from the corner of the wall, Mao San was frightened, he turned his head, and saw a pretty face poking out from under the flower branches by the wall, looking at him with a smile.