[Miss Yu, your painting won an award in the latest competition.] 】

Her mind recalled the man's elegant and gentle words, her heart was suddenly torn and painful, she held the steering wheel and didn't think about where she was going to drive, but the sports car seemed to have its own direction.

Crescent bridge.

The engine went out, Wen Man raised her eyes to look at the place where the car stopped her, the door opened, she shook her body and got out of the car.

The crescent bridge is a highway, there are not many cars coming and going, but they are all driving fast, she stopped on the side, the wind on the river hung up, and the tassels on the hem of her clothes flew dazzlingly.

There was no strength in her body, and she slowly squatted down against the car until her head was buried in her knees, and this strange curling movement could not relieve the pain in her body.

The hysteria that the steering wheel could not afford suddenly poured out.

Ten meters above the bridge, a man in a thin trench coat squinted at the ground directly below the weeping woman, leaning on a white sports car, something about to spill out of her.

Later generations have briefly recorded this encounter, and on October 26, 2014, the postmodern master Denton met the married woman he was most madly chasing at the Crescent Bridge.

He had never seen such a calm and deep despair, as if it had been precipitated for decades, and there was something strange and special that made him curious.

Artists love to explore.

Wen Man could hear the mobile phone in the car ringing constantly, she didn't have to look to guess who was calling her, only one person would keep ringing her mobile phone unscrupulously.

She didn't move, leaning on the car to maintain her original position for almost an hour, before she got up again, the tears on her face had been dried by the wind on the river.

"Why are you crying?" Her hand touched the car door, and a man's voice sounded behind her.

Wen Man continued to pull the car door with the movement in her hand, and then glanced back at the man who appeared in front of her from the sky at some point.

With a deep beard on his chin, he could barely see his original appearance, and it could be seen from the bare skin on his face that he was very young, and his Danfeng eyes were extremely energetic, as if he could see through her when he looked at her.

Wen Man's lips didn't move, he bent over to get into the car, and his arm was pulled, "Miss, you haven't sued me yet, why are you crying?" ”

The woman frowned and looked at the hand that grabbed her arm, "Do you want me to take you to the police station?" ”

The man standing in front of her was tall, almost completely blocking the light, and a pair of brown eyes only reflected her appearance, "What is the charge of sending me to the police station?" Are you going to sue Mr. Sù Policeman, is this man in love with me? ”

Absurd.

Wen Man was already in a very bad mood, and when she encountered such a straightforward and low-level harassment, no matter how good her upbringing, she was too lazy to be polite, she said coldly, "If you don't let me go, I'll sue you for harassment." ”

She understood Gu Ze's temper, she dared not answer his call, he would immediately send someone out to find her, but she didn't expect the man to not let go, but instead of letting go, he dragged her harder, "I just want to know, why are you crying." ”

Wen Man shook his hand harder, and said coldly, "My sister died here, so I'm here to pay tribute to her—you want to chase a woman?" ”

She leaned sideways and picked up the mobile phone that was still vibrating on the car seat, "My husband is a man with a very bad temper, especially when I can't see other men circling around me, do you believe that this bridge will also be a place to pay tribute to you?" ”

Wen Man's finger holding the phone exposed the wedding ring on her ring finger.

The man's eyes narrowed in distraction, and the strength in his hand unconsciously loosened, and the woman pushed her away forcefully, then got into the car and closed the door, and the Maserati disappeared at a rapid speed.

She came home exhausted, and as soon as she reached the entrance door, she was almost bumped by the oncoming man, and she looked up to see the man's terrifying face.

"I'm back." She looked at him with a twisted eyebrow, not understanding why his face could be so ugly, "Are you going out now?" ”

The responsive maid's face on the side deliberately raised her voice to ease the atmosphere, "Madam, you are finally back, and I haven't answered your phone call just now, Sir is worried about what will happen to you and is about to go to you in person...... Good thing you're back. ”

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Gu Ze stared at her deadly.

Wen Man moved his lips, his eyes dodging, "I...... Didn't hear. ”

Lie.

She's really an extremely inferior liar.

Gu Ze's eyes recalled the last text message he received from his secretary a few minutes ago: Mr. Gu, I inquired about the content of Madame's painting, which was the appearance of a man before he died in the heavy rain.

The wrist was vigorously grabbed by the man, and he dragged her body upstairs, Wen Man was caught off guard, and could only stagger to follow, "Gu Ze, what are you doing......

The door to the master bedroom was slammed shut, and the sound shook through the villa.

Gu Ze gasped vigorously, his hideous eyes were extremely terrifying, the woman's body that was dragged in his hand was vigorously pushed against the door panel, he lowered his head close to her and looked at her, "Are you thinking about him?" ”

"You don't want to accompany me, because you're thinking about Yu Jingsi, aren't you? You'd rather blow a cold wind to pay respects than stay with me, wouldn't you?! ”

The sound of such a cold question hit her heart like a hammer.

The woman's eyes were a little dazed, she looked at the man's handsome and distorted handsome face, and couldn't help but want to step back, and denied it mechanically, "It's not ......"

She hadn't thought of it that way.

If it weren't for someone inadvertently mentioning the painting she had drawn a long time ago, she wouldn't have suddenly remembered Yu Keiji, in fact, she rarely remembered him after he died.

"Look me in the eye!" Gu Ze pinched her jaw and didn't allow her to escape, "Wen Man, he is dead, the living person is me, the man who lives with you and has children is me, your husband is also me, and the person who will compensate you every ten years in the future is also me!" When the hell are you going to be able to look at me squarely! ”

It's been almost a year now.

Wen Man curled up her shoulders and shivered, her mind was a chaotic blank, and it wasn't until she accidentally saw the distress in the man's eyes that she realized that her face was cold.

Gu Ze hugged her waist and hugged her into his arms, his fingertips kept wiping the woman's tears, and his random kisses fell on her eyes scattered and densely, "I'm sorry for the vines...... I shouldn't be murdering you, I'm just too anxious, you don't know how anxious I am if you don't answer my call, I won't murder you again next time, don't cry, good. ”

She wasn't a woman who wouldn't answer the phone when she walked outside, he sent his men to check ...... When I found the painting, I found someone to tell him that she drove to the Crescent Bridge.

went to the place where Yu Jingji died.

That man is the eternal thorn in her heart, and he is forever in his throat.

She had already cried once in the afternoon, but she didn't cry at this time, but just shed tears silently, and the whole person looked tired.

Gu Ze's anger and panic calmed down, and only distress remained, so he picked her up horizontally, walked a few steps forward and put it on the double bed, and his tall body covered it, gently pecking at her skin.

"Manman," he looked into her eyes, licking the tip of his tongue to wipe away her tears, "don't think he's okay?" Don't think about Yu Keiji anymore, at least don't think about him in front of me...... Don't let me know if you secretly think about it, I'll be jealous, well, I will be jealous if you think about him. ”

When the man was alive, he never paid attention to it, and he was not afraid of it more than feelings or means, but he died.

He can do anything anymore, how can he take a dead person?

He didn't have anything to do.

I can only go crazy with jealousy.

He began to personally experience the harm done to her by the women who had stored zài in the past that he could not erase, how could he erase it?

He suddenly remembered that she had lost her temper like a shrew, smashing things, scolding him, locking him out and not allowing him to enter, things that only a woman in the market would do.

He just thought casually at the time, and the so-called celebrities were nothing more than that.

She had done it once, and only once, and he couldn't remember what she had smashed or scolded, and he couldn't remember what it was about.

He only remembered the look in her eyes at that time, the extreme disappointment and colic, she couldn't bear it and had no way to vent, so she could only choose to use the most disdainful way of her education.

Blame her for being too weak to fall in love with him, and he thought so when he heard her cry so hard through a door and refused to open the door.

The strength of the man's fingers lost control, almost embedded in her flesh and blood.

The pain in love is self-inflicted, too stupid.

Now Gu Ze hugged the woman in his arms and thought that he would blame him for doing everything to hurt her and fall in love with her again, so he could only bear it twice.

Her pain at the beginning, his pain now.

Wen Man opened her eyes, she reached out and stroked the face of the man pressing on her, Gu Ze held her hand and kissed her fingers, kissing them one by one, licking and kissing the tip of her tongue when she reached the palm of her hand, this posture carried a kind of pious love.

"Are you jealous?" She watched his movements, didn't pull her hand back, and just asked, "Why are you jealous?" ”

In her impression, the word jealousy is too incompatible with Gu Ze.

"You locked up your heart and locked him in, I'm jealous," the man's voice still lingered on the hoarseness of the hangover, "Every time you don't speak in a daze, I wonder if you're thinking about Yu Keiji again." ”

She is always in a daze, as proud as him, how can she admit that she is jealous of a dead man?

Wen Man looked at him with a little trance in his eyes, such a feeling of not being able to grasp made him violent, and the woman's slightly cool fingertips touched the skin on his face again, "Then you love me hard...... It's always been nice to me," she closed her eyes, "Gu Ze, I don't remember how I ever felt about you, I'm afraid to think about it again, I'm sick, very sick." ”

- A little bit ago, today's votes are not enough to add more and I want to revise the draft, Mo Mo Da o(╯□╰)o