Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 In the boudoir, which originally made people feel quiet and comfortable, because of Zixi's ruthless and hurtful phone call, it was tantamount to the devil's provocation in the middle of the night, and every word she said made Chen Weiwei feel unforgettable, these harsh words passed through her fragile eardrums, rushed into her brain and atrium, and shook like a tsunami.

In the quiet boudoir, something that can condense all breath and oxygen is surrounding Chen Weiwei's body, and she gradually feels a heaviness that is oppressing her heart, as if she has suddenly fallen from the land into the boundless sea, and countless huge octopuses around her are opening their cannibal tentacles, entangled in disorder around her body.

She tried her best to get out of it, but she found that she didn't even have the strength to move, she was like a small sea fish at the bottom of the food chain, waiting for the baptism of these behemoths, waiting for the last breath before the extremely oppressive death came.

Love, this thing that can be as sweet as honey or cruel and ruthless, in every young life, it occupies almost all the space, leaving no gaps, Zixi's black painful text message is like bad news, knocking Chen Weiwei's already strong and dry love [She and Yan Qing have the sweetness that everyone envies, but since Yuxin appeared, Chen Weiwei is very clear that the love between her and Yan Qing is like an onion without a heart]

Chen Weiwei, who was sitting on the bed, was always reluctant to believe what Zixi said, although after hearing this, it touched a woman's sixth sense and extremely keen emotional smell, but she has always been determined and persistent in love, and she didn't believe that Yan Qing would betray herself without any scruples, even if everything was not at least in Yan Qing's heart, and the unborn child was flesh and blood connected to his blood.

Chen Weiwei, who was blinded by the self-confidence of the young woman, forgot that if a man does not love you, no matter how precious everything you are, it will be a burden to him, but fortunately, such a truth has no fulfillment and no evidence, otherwise what will happen is not a tragedy, then it will definitely be a tragedy.

Chen Weiwei stopped everything in her hand alone, and sat in the boudoir expressionlessly, although her face had the same confidence as before, but after all, she couldn't hide the suspicion and melancholy in her heart about this love, especially when she heard the word Yuxin from Zixi's phone, she felt that life was turning into a long whip with thorns, mercilessly whipping her delicate body.

Out of the gentleness and tolerance unique to women, she repeatedly accommodated the rumors of right and wrong during this time, and out of great maternal love for her unborn baby, she didn't want or want to give up this relationship.

She is full of confidence in herself, believing that Yan Qing hides any more woman in her heart, it is just a dream, and in reality he still loves herself.

Time becomes a clearly focused Canon camera, and the sound of time passing, the sound of a jam, freezes Chen Weiwei in this gray and white intertwined picture.

Yan Qing, who came out of the coffee book house, still drove the Maserati with Yuxin and drove towards her residence.

"Stop, I'm a little dizzy, maybe it's because of motion sickness, just get off here and walk back slowly"

There is a block away from Yuxin's residence, so she asked Yanqing to pull over, in fact, Yuxin didn't get motion sickness, thinking about it, it was also the wind blowing on the roadster roadster, not to mention that the dizziness was drowsy and it should be blown up, but Yuxin didn't want to let Yanqing know which community or even which building she lived in, and she was afraid that Yanqing would be embarrassed in the future, and she didn't bother herself without shame or irritability.

Yuxin seems to be in the world of love, Yan Qing is still a child in kindergarten and has weak self-control, he can always hold back all his emotions, but he can't hold back love.

"It's not there yet?"

"Why do you talk so much? Just pull over, I want to exercise and walk back."

Hearing Yu Xin's tone, revealing a little irritability and sternness, Yan Qing drove the car to the side of the road and stopped.

Feeling about to be tormented by this chaotic life, Tormented to the bruised heart, some weakly leaned on the passenger seat, and when the car stopped steadily, he didn't even have the strength to say hello, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, so he just wanted to save the physical strength that could be supported to the last and return to the apartment.

Before Yuxin left, there was only one look left for Yan Qing to read without any content, and he directly pushed open the passenger driver's door and walked down, leaving along the sidewalk on the side of the road.

For Yuxin, this journey is like a 100-meter sprint in the junior high school sports meeting, running towards the end of hope with all his might.

When she returned to the apartment, she was like a migratory bird running thousands of miles, found the warm land like spring, and fell asleep peacefully as soon as she plunged into bed, she felt that this annoying life had messed up and made her have some tinnitus, and she couldn't hear the complicated sounds outside.

Turn off your phone and take off your coat, curl up in the bed and sleep quietly, and you can temporarily escape from this noisy world of reality by sleeping.

Yan Qing sat in the car on the side of the road, and kept watching Yu Xin disappear from sight faster and faster, and some vigilant Yu Xin looked back at Yan Qing from time to time when he left, afraid that he would be followed if he was not careful.

After being woken up by a nightmare last night, Yan Qing, who couldn't sleep at night, finally saw Yuxin, and the half-hanging heart finally landed safely.

He drove back to the basement of the company building, got out of the car and walked directly to the elevator door.

"Jingle - Jingle - Jingle Bell"

Hearing the mobile phone ringing, Yan Qing, who stopped, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and the word wife was displayed on the screen.

Such a title usually seems very sweet, but after seeing Yuxin today, he feels an indescribable emotion in his heart.

After Yan Qing picked up the phone, the other end of the phone didn't say anything, but they kept talking to each other.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? ”

No matter how Yan Qing held the phone to his ear and asked, the other end of the phone was still silent.

Yan Qing was afraid that something would go wrong, so she immediately hung up the phone, turned around and prepared to run back into the car and drive home.

Just when Yan Qing turned around and didn't run a few steps, she received a call back from Chen Weiwei.

"It's okay, don't worry, I will call when I miss you, but I don't know what to say after I connect"

Hearing Chen Weiwei's safe voice on the phone, Yan Qing let out a long breath, hung up the phone and put the phone back in his pocket.

A dull day begins like this and then passes, such a dullness will make people feel boring in ordinary times, and even boring to the point of wanting to escape, but for Yan Qing, who has happened so many things at the moment, such a dull day is as expensive as gold, and even every minute and every second of calm is worth cherishing.

Yan Qing drove back to the house as usual after finishing a day's work, and the first thing he faced when he walked into the house after going upstairs was the tigress who would intermittently commit neuropathy during menopause, and sometimes a look would make her suddenly thunderous.

Yan Qing, who was terrified in this luxurious prison, once thought that she would wear Armani's big sunglasses from the time she entered the door to the time she went to sleep, so that the tigress would not see what was in her eyes, and even if she occasionally teased her with contempt, she would not make lightning and thunder at home.

"Yan Qing, come and sit"

Yan Qing was about to tiptoe into the boudoir, and just a few steps away, such a terrifying sound came from his ears, it was simply the sound of a hungry old demon roaring and screaming in the deep mountains and old forests with the power of moonlight.

The hairs on Yan Qing's body are all like they have been modeled with gel, and every hair is as hard as an embroidery needle.

"Huh...... I'll go back to the house to see Vivi first, I didn't think anything strange about this day, and I'll come out later to listen to your instructions."

If it weren't for a man's respect for his wife and her family, with Yan Qing's previous temper, after a punch and kick, she would definitely skip menopause directly after her current appearance.

Yan Qing still walked to Chen Weiwei's house according to what she thought.

"Didn't you hear what I said? I'll ask you to come and sit down, and I've got something very important to ask you."

Listening to Chen Weiwei's mother's tone, in addition to the deep voice, it seemed that she also heard the roaring voice in the tone, with such an angry pant, Yan Qing remembered that he had only heard it when he went to the Beijing Zoo when he was a child, and the voice of his childhood still left a terrifying shadow on him.

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