Child?

Oh, Azure suddenly felt empty in her heart, indescribably empty.

There is no longer Sheng Yangge's anger, ridicule, and hatred when he used to mention children in her ear.

She didn't even have the courage to tell anyone else about it, and when he talked about it, he suddenly removed the fact that she had had children from her bone marrow, and there was no pain, no regret, only a feeling of emptiness burning her heart and lungs.

"Kid?" The azure gaze is always on the changing floor.

Sheng Yangge was stunned, he didn't expect her to be so flat, he would rather she scold him or hate him, her calm will make him feel that the only bargaining chip that he can recall her for even a little bit of attachment to him has been lost.

She turned her head, her gaze faint, just like her tone and expression at this time, painted with a transparent color that blended with the air, and could barely touch the slightest emotion of her.

"Sheng Yangge, don't you think it's pointless to talk about these things now? I have paid affection to you, because you lost your child, you won the country, but because I lost the country, we also rounded up, reluctantly, from then on you have nothing to do with me, and I no longer care about your happiness. A shallow smile finally appeared on her face, as if she was going to say goodbye to the past and prepare for the future, which was more determined than waving her hand and not taking away a cloud.

Who hasn't been young, who hasn't loved, who hasn't gotten guò, who hasn't struggled like a trapped beast, and finally the smart one chooses to let go, so as to transcend himself.

Weilan felt that he should be a smart person, and after being stupid for five years, it was time for him.

She poured out her affection for him, she was used by him, she had lost a lot, she had learned a lesson, and she had gained a memory, a memory that will never be forgotten. Sheng Yangge satisfied his ambition step by step, he got the prosperous world, the prosperous world he longed for, but he experienced the pain of gaining and losing.

She didn't deny that Sheng Yangge loved her, but she was sure that he loved his ambition more. The environment creates a person, she has no way to change Sheng Yangge, so why waste time and suffer herself.

It's not that she doesn't love him, she does. But it's all in the past.

That kind of expression, looking at Sheng Yangge's eyes, is like this. Why does it have to be this way? Sheng Yangge didn't say a word, only his scarlet eyes made him look like a trapped beast, wanting to make a final struggle, but he couldn't show it.

Because this man is blue, he knows that he can't get it back.

"What do you think?" Azure looked into his eyes, and didn't let go of the slightest expression on his face.

"Just when you agree." Azure reopened her delicate smile, the elevator arrived, and the door opened with a ding.

Sheng Yangge's eyes locked tightly on the blue face, you think about it, think about the past, even if you don't want to be so decisive.

The sound of the elevator is like a prompt sound at the intersection of the fork in the road, and the road of this journey is over, and everyone will go their separate ways at the intersection.

She pulled back her long hair, stepped into the elevator, Sheng Yangge was still standing outside, she pressed the button, and smiled at him, "That's it, treat your wife well." ”

The door slowly closed, and the last residual smile on the corner of her mouth finally disappeared completely, leaving only the cold silver elevator door, and the shadow of a man was reflected inside.

Sheng Yangge watched the man disappear in front of him, the corners of his mouth wiped the cruelty, and suddenly clenched his fists and slammed the elevator door wildly, as if he kept smashing the door and the door would open.

He yelled, "Blue! I didn't say yes! What you say doesn't count! Not counts! ”

Clenched his teeth, his eyes were red.

Sheng Yangge supported the door with both hands and bent over, as if there was something weighing a thousand pounds on his back, which made him unable to breathe. A muffled roar emanating from his chest gradually spread throughout the level.

Gu Xing, who was playing around on the hospital bed, stiffened her smile, and she looked at Tang Xiaohui.

Tang Xiaohua frowned, pursed his lips and continued to talk to Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng raised his head and asked, "That voice just now seemed to be Uncle Sheng, what's wrong with him?" ”

"Eh," Gu was thinking about how to prevaricate her, such a complicated matter, she was not easy to tell the child, so she said: "He may be in a bad mood today, and he wants to vent, just vent it." ”

"Is it okay to be in a bad mood?" Gu Cheng frowned, "But everyone is sleeping at night, so immoral, immoral......"

"So you know how other people feel when you sometimes lose your temper in the middle of the night and make a fuss at home, right?" Gu Xing touched her head with a teachable expression.

Gu Cheng, "......"

When did she do this? How could such a gentle and lovely good child as she lose her temper?

I have to say that Tang Xiaohui's ability to recover is simply fast, maybe injuries have become commonplace, the healing ability is too good, and the physique is also a very important reason.

When Tang Xiaohui first woke up, there was no big problem, but because Gu was affected by a huge explosion for the first time and had a headache all day, Tang Xiaohui accompanied her to stay in the hospital for one more day.

The next day, Tang Xiaohui originally said that he would be discharged from the hospital first, and he would stay for two more days depending on his mood, after all, there was professional nursing here.

But Gu Xing didn't want to live in the hospital, a large smell of physiological water was very pungent, she was very unaccustomed to it, and there were no serious injuries, just skin injuries. Rubbing the medicine will be fine. So Gu Xing was discharged from the hospital with Tang Xiaohui.

Gu Xing's feet have been swollen and painful since he regained consciousness, but fortunately the injury did not hurt the bones, and after a night, it only disappeared a little, and the pain still did not go down, and the pain in his heart was pierced as soon as his feet touched the ground.

She looked at the wheelchair next to the bed and sat down.

After Tang Xiaohui changed into her own clothes, she came to her ward, and changed her clothes in her mood, the dark green coat wrapped her body tightly, and she was slender, so she didn't look too bloated in winter.

Tang Xiaohui saw that she was fiddling with the wheelchair a little reluctantly, so he walked over and picked her up.

"What are you doing?" Gu Xing pushed his shoulder, "I'm a wheelchair, you can push me, don't forget that you still have injuries on your back." ”

Tang Xiaohui snorted coldly, he still didn't take the painless injury to heart, as long as he pressed the injury hard after rubbing the medicine, it was no problem at all. He always felt that Gu was making a big fuss.

Tang Xiaohuo was very stubborn, and he couldn't resist him in his mood, so he could only let him hold him.

Today, Gu Xing asked for leave from Gu Cheng's kindergarten, so he went home with them.

Gu Cheng looked at his parents who ignored his show of affection, and rolled his eyes to indicate that he didn't see anything.

When she got home, Gu was hurt and couldn't do housework for the time being, so there was basically no difference between Tang Xiaohui and Gu Cheng, so she found a temporary housekeeper in the housekeeping service center, and she just had a fixed time every day to clean and cook.

Gu Xing and Tang Xiaohui don't like to have strangers wandering around their homes, when Tang Xiaohui lived alone before, he always asked his subordinates to find housekeepers to clean up when he went to the company, and left when he was done.

At noon on the day he came back, Tang Xiaohui went to the study after eating.

He sat back on the leather couch and dialed a number.

After a while, a sexy/sensual female voice came from the other side of the phone, with a sexy British accent, and said with a smile in English: "Good morning, Tang Shao." ”

"Speak human words." Tang Xiaohui folded his legs and said coldly.

The man cut indifferently, "Okay, good morning, my dear cousin." ”

Tang Xiaohui casually picked up a Swiss Army knife on the bookshelf and clicked it on/off.

"Where are you?" Tang Xiaohui's tone was not as cold and hard as usual.

"Vienna."

"Tang Shuang, when will you go to such a romantic place?" The corners of Tang Xiaohui's mouth raised, and a shallow smile seemed to hang on the corners of his mouth.

"Tsk, what are you talking about? Can't I cultivate the mood? Tang Shuang smirked twice, "By the way, do you think I'm very unemotional?" Compared to you and Klaus, whose attributes are simple and rude, I won't say anything about myself. ”

Tang Xiaohui raised his eyebrows, looked at his watch, and after twelve o'clock in the afternoon, he immediately sneered, "Have you cultivated your mood alone in the Vienna Hall after three o'clock in the middle of the night?" ”

At this time in Vienna, night envelops the whole city, the dim street lamps look extremely dim in the silence of the night, and the streets are empty, except for the occasional car that crosses the silence of the night.

A woman is wearing a black trench coat, a red tight skirt inside, sexuality/sensuality looming on her chest, a large red hat with the brim down to cover half of her face, and a red lip that is bewitching under the elevator light.

She looked at her blurred figure in the elevator, the corners of her mouth provoked a high arc, raised her hand and dipped her perfectly condensed chin, her white fingertips were instantly dyed with dazzling red, a drop of scarlet liquid, no different from the color of lipstick.

The smile on her lips grew more and more bewitching.

Tang Shuang gradually raised his head too high, and his sky-blue eyes were unparalleled, and in the blink of an eye, he was full of charm.

As soon as the elevator opened, she stepped on the big red hating sky and walked out, and the crisp sound of clicking sounded in the space-time hall.

With a mobile phone in her hand, she was talking to a relative thousands of miles away, "Who said that you want to listen to opera or something is called cultivating mood." ”

Tang Shuang stood on the steps outside the hotel and waited for the waiter to drive the car, and winked at the night bewitchingly, "Killing people is also a mood, isn't it?" ”

"Hmph, have you been short of money lately? Hear Klaus say you've been getting a lot of orders lately. Tang Xiaohui said.

"No, who made you and Klaus always owe me wages, I'm very aggrieved when I work." The car drove in front of her, Tang Shuang took the key from the waiter's hand, took out a banknote from the money and handed it to him, and threw a wink by the way.

The handsome blonde waiter took a deep breath, his eyes scanned over her chest lips, his mouth was suddenly dry, and he suddenly felt a warm liquid flowing out of his nostrils, he touched it, and there was a scarlet ......

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After two o'clock in twelve, forgive me for updating the rhythm of disordered crying