"I'm doing well." How can it be good, for half a year, my mother has not walked out of the pain of losing her father, and there has been no smile on her face, and when she is most painful, she can only cry silently at night, no one comforts her, and she heals alone.

There was a slight pain in his heart, but he smiled pretending not to care. "That's good, that's good."

"I have to go back to cooking, it's too late." She smiled and stood up, and then Gucheng also stood up and said, "Yang Qi, aren't you going to talk to me about the past?" ”

"The past is in the past, people can't live in the past, they have to look forward." She is always like this, pretending to be rational and pretending to be strong, but she can't see that her sincere eyes are slightly red and swollen.

"Have you really forgotten about me?" He asked, looking at her as she turned around.

"Of course not." She pretended to be relaxed, and then when the smile on the face of the ancient city was excited, she said, "Ex-boyfriend!" ”

The warmth on his face was like the sun that had been corroded by winter, a vast white, and he said, "Ex-boyfriend! He muttered again.

"Or else!" She asked.

His serious appearance and the paleness on his face stimulated her eyes, blowing into Yang Qi's heart like sand.

She blinked a little sour, and when she saw him, her eyes hurt inexplicably, "I'm going back, it's late." ”

Gucheng hurriedly walked up and hugged her, afraid that she would go away, she was afraid that she couldn't help but hug him, Gucheng had a lot of strength, hugged him tightly, and had no intention of letting go.

"Yang Qi." He just whispered her name, and her tears began to fall.

"Gucheng, we broke up half a year ago, have you forgotten?" She tried hard to open her mouth wide, but found that her voice was very weak, as if a breeze could blow her timbre away, she was like an oxygen-starved fish, breathing heavily, and her chest was still suffocated.

She broke free from the ancient city's arms, carried the shopping bag, and walked forward.

That day, Yang Qi indulged herself for the first time and drank so much wine, except for the spicy feeling, she couldn't taste anything else, the spicy feeling stimulated her nasal cavity, she couldn't stop crying, the wound was finally corroded, suppurated, and her heart hurt and she couldn't speak.

Like a child, he whimpered and cried for a long time, and then called Zhang Wenjie and cried, "Alas, I'm so uncomfortable, you come and pick me up!" ”

When Yang Qi came out, there was a shrinking pain in her stomach, and it pierced her like a needle all at once, she saw the light of the car hit her face, she stretched out her hand to cover the light, the light was too strong, she couldn't see anyone running over, but the footsteps were so strong.

The man put his coat on her shoulder, helped her, and led her in the direction of the car, she grabbed him, and then felt a wave of nausea, leaned against the tree, and vomited uncontrollably.

Drinking too much wine made her feel dizzy, and at the same time her head hurt like a burst, and her feet were like stepping on cotton, empty and untouched, it was so uncomfortable, her hand was on the trunk of the tree, she vomited, and felt a hand gently patting her back.

Then her body was stubbornly pulled by the man on his back, carrying her to the front, she put her arm around his neck and asked, "Say, do you love me!" ”

"Love." He carried her on his back and said.

"It's good to love, it's good to love, I love you too, I love you so much, I love you so much." Her tears fell on Zhang Wenjie's back, and Zhang Wenjie carried her on his back and looked for the hospital in front.

When Yang Qi woke up, she vaguely felt that someone touched her forehead, she opened her eyelids, saw Zhang Wenjie wiping her face with a warm towel, then closed her eyes, and opened them again.

"How am I in the hospital?" Yang Qi turned her head sideways, watching the liquid flow into her body, and then heard Zhang Wenjie say, "Alcohol poisoning." As she spoke, she held the mirror in front of her, and she saw her face like red-hot coals.

"Alcoholism? I thought I was invincible! She said, turned her face away, and then saw Zhang Wenjie smiling and swinging a towel and said, "The day I sent you to the hospital, it was terrible, even my arms were hot." ”

Zhang Wenjie said this, Yang Qi suddenly realized why he went to drink, and he was still uncontrollably sad, it turned out that it was not so easy to forget Jì, even if she was almost drunk to death at that time.

"Am I ashamed?" Yang Qi asked Zhang Wenjie with a smile, and then heard him say, "That's not it, it just scared me, tired and sweaty, you vomited on the street, I was afraid that you would vomit in the car, and carried you all the way to the hospital, fortunately, the hospital is not far away!" He laughs.

Yang Qi had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, a little moved, he actually carried him on his back for such a long way, she smiled and said, "Have you lost weight?" Just take weight and lose weight. ”

"Next time, don't drink so much, the doctor said that you are allergic to alcohol and can't drink too much, and I don't know how much you drank, anyway, depending on how you looked at the time, you should have drunk a lot."

"I promise, not next time." Yang Qi smiled at Zhang Wenjie, he leaned over gently, kissed the corner of her mouth, and then said, "I just smell it, see if the smell of this wine has disappeared?" Then he blushed slightly.

Yang Qi smiled and said, "You're going to get married, how can you still look like a woman!" ”

"That's right." Zhang Wenjie smiled.

When Yang Qi went home, her mother Wang Xu Li was boiling soup, she was sitting on the table, quietly in a daze, the table was already served, she turned her head to look at Yang Qi, smiled at her, and said, "The girl is back." Then he turned his head and took a spoonful, brought it to his lips, and tasted it.

Suddenly, she looked at her mother's back and looked desolate, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and the home with less laughter and laughter was more deserted.

Wang Xuli put the soup on the table, then took out the chopsticks from the drawer and gently put them on the table, six, three pairs of chopsticks, Yang Qi sniffed and did not speak.

The habit is terrible, Wang Xu Li, who is sitting as a housewife, has closed her eyes and can clearly grasp three pairs of chopsticks.

She sat down, smiled at Yang Qi, very far-fetched, and said, "Eat." ”

Then took the bowl and gave her a bowl, since her father died, Wang Xuli is still immersed in grief, sometimes, quietly staring at an object, will stare at tears, this room, every place, is full of memories of her and her husband.

Now on the big bed, she is the only one left, countless nights, she can't sleep peacefully, wash her face with tears, Yang Qi has not heard, when she got up to go to the toilet at night, she heard her mother sobbing low in her room, she leaned against her mother's door, leaned against the wall, let out a deep breath, and tears slipped down from her eyes unconsciously.

Wang Xuli glanced at Yang Qi, and then said very deeply, "Qiqi!" ”

"Mom, you don't have to say anything, I know what you want to say to me."

"No, as your mother, there are some things that I still have to say, even if you know it. I see that when you agreed to propose, your eyes were red, don't think about me, if you don't want to, tell your mother"

Yang Qi smiled slightly, looked up at his mother, who had clear crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, and said, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore, I know what I'm doing." ”

Wang Xuli bit her lip, didn't say anything more, lowered her head and took a sip of soup, her eyes were a little uncomfortable with the steaming heat.

This is also why Yang Qi moved out recently, she can't help but care about her mother's always lost eyes and unconsciously welling up sadness, touching tears from time to time.

Chen Jiajia sat opposite Dong Wenwen and looked at him arrogantly, this man who once dared not come out in front of her, now, is so kind to her.

"Article, don't forget that you're using my money." Chen Jiajia crossed her legs and looked at Dong Wenwen, her eyes full of jealousy.

"I didn't spend any money on her." Dong Wenwen replied lightly.

"For that woman, you dare to stand up to my words, even if you eat, if you haven't even invited you to dinner, article, then you are too unmanly."

He was silent and did not speak.

"Why are you all men the same, article, even men like you ......" Chen Jiajia stopped talking, stroked her wavy big curly hair with her hand, and looked at Dong Wenwen with a cold snort.

His hands clenched into fists under the table.

"In the evening, you went and burned her shop. Otherwise, I will tell my father everything about you, and you don't want to get another penny of benefits, and you will lose what you have gained from me all these years, and see if you still have the money to support a woman. Chen Jiajia said resentfully, and her shouts echoed in the empty room.

"Jiajia, it's not her fault." Dong Wenwen Peng stood up, Chen Jiajia turned her face to see Dong Wenwen at this time, with surprise on her face.

"I don't care whose fault it is, anyway, if you don't do it, I'll do what I say." Chen Jiajia said with a sneer.

Yang Qi opened the door and saw the ancient city standing at the door, she was very surprised, and she didn't know how he knew her new address, the ancient city looked at her red face, shook her body angrily and said, "You are not sad at all!" Do you just want to be separated from me? ”

Her nails were hard embedded in his flesh, desperately pulling his hand away from her arm, and then slamming the door shut, Gucheng stood in the doorway, looking at her resolute appearance, and couldn't help but sniff sadly!

Chenxi didn't expect the ancient city to come to see her, he brought the fruit over, Deng Chao smiled at him, he sat down, peeled an apple and handed it to her, and said, "I've been back for a few days, and I only came to see you today." ”

"How are you doing abroad?" Dawn asked with a smile.

He shook his head, "Not well. ”

Gucheng lowered his head, from Chenxi's position, he could see that he was frowning at this moment, Chenxi raised his eyes and looked at Deng Chao, he was standing in the light, watering the flowers in the ward, and the sun was shining warmly on his body.

"Gucheng, a lot has happened this year." Dawn said lightly. R1152