The love that tinkers with will only fall apart in the end-

When he got home, the night light at the entrance was still lit for him who came home late, Chen Sang glanced at the familiar furnishings in the living room, but the feeling had already changed, because she was waiting for herself. Perhaps, this is the difference between a house and a home.

The coat he took off was on his wrist, and he walked gently through the living room, his warm palm touching the metal handle, and he pushed it away expectantly, but he was greeted with loss.

It's eleven o'clock, and she's not in the room!

It's just that when he turned around and saw a faint light leaking out through the study door, he pushed the door open, only to see that the disappeared little woman was lying on the desk and falling asleep.

Xue Zuining, who was asleep, was still holding a pencil in her hand, and her unfinished painting was still pressed under her arm that should have been numb from sleep, and under the traces of revision, the little wooden horse finally had the posture of flying, and she even added funny wings to it!

Under the faint light, the man who was half-squatting down smiled dumbly, "It's really a child who doesn't grow up, and his level of painting is not as good as that of other kindergarten children." ”

It's just that when he carefully pulled out the painting that was crumpled by her, and his injured eyes fell on her delicate inscription, he knew that he had missed a lot after all.

The sleeping kitten was carried back to the large bed in the bedroom, and standing on the edge of the bed, he looked at her almost curled up in the bed, and his heart was filled with speechless pain, some people said that this position is the most common position of the fetus in the mother's body, because it will bring a sense of peace of mind to the restless.

It turned out that returning to herself did not give her an absolute sense of security.

Warm lips lightly imprinted a belated goodnight kiss on her forehead, "Sleep, my dream girl." ”

Chen Sang turned off the light, gently rotated the handle and closed the door, he was tired at the moment, he seemed to be particularly greedy for the taste of nicotine, standing on the balcony, watching the smoke rings hover and disappear into the air, for a long time, he finally dialed the number, "I promise your conditions, and I ask you to keep your promise." ”

The other party agreed very happily, as if he had expected his cooperation.

Chen Sang looked at the night, and exhaled the turbidity in his chest, until the cigarette butt burned to his fingertips, he suddenly came back to his senses, the night was already deep!

And in the quiet darkness, the girl was sleeping on the sheets in a cold sweat, and when she was sleeping deeply, she heard a baby's cry, one higher than the other, crying heartbreakingly, Xue Zuining reacted and immediately got up with wide eyes, and trotted to the next door without even wearing slippers, turned on the light, and gently coaxed in her mouth, "What's wrong with the baby, mom is here." ”

The person standing on the balcony did not realize what was happening, but saw a white figure floating through the living room and into the study.

When Chen Sang realized her abnormal behavior and rushed to the study, he saw her sad back sitting on the cold floor in a daze, staring blankly at her hands, and muttering to herself, "I am the murderer, I am the murderer......

"Xiao Ning-" Chen Sang hugged her in distress, "Good, that's just a nightmare, don't be afraid!" ”

Xue Zuining shook his head, crying in his arms, and blamed himself vaguely, "Maybe she is healthy, I shouldn't hurt her, I was wrong...... He was right, it turned out that I was a murderer......"

"No, it's not your fault!" Chen Sang cupped her face, gently pressed his forehead against her and reassured, "Look at me, it was just a nightmare, and now that I wake up from the dream, there is only me in your world." ”

"No......" Xue Zuining couldn't dispel the heart-rending cry in her head at all, as if she was accusing her of cruelty and cruelty, "But she's still dead, what should I do...... Chen Sang, I can't find her, she's blaming me, she told me not to find her......"

Chen Sang looked at her emotionally collapsed, she didn't have time to think too much, patted her back and said in a deep voice, "She's not dead." Seeing her raise her head when she heard the words, and through the light outside the window, she could see tears of remorse on her face, and a pair of big eyes were clear and desolate, he raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and said softly, "She just went to heaven." ”

Xue Zuining laughed with tears in her eyes, "There is no heaven at all......

"Yes!" Chen Sang said firmly, raised his hand and took out the sketch from the drawer, "Look, this is the paradise you drew for her, believe me, she will be happy, so you must also be happy, let her see that her mother is also happy every day in the world, so that she will come to you, right?" ”

Xue Zuining's quiet eyes looked at the painting in a daze, every stroke was her hard work, and it was her silent apology to the child who had no fate. If she could, she would be willing to use everything that is the best in the world to build that sky city for her children, where there is no contention, no conspiracy, only simple beauty.

Chen Sang watched her tears fall on the sketch one by one, blurring a blurred trace, he knew that it was a too late gift from her to her child, but her child was not his child!

He also once expected that one day there would be a little boy who looked very similar to him to call his father, called the girl mother in his arms, if it was a little girl, it would be as beautiful and lovely as her, and he would definitely hold her in the palm of his hand, and he didn't feel enough to spoil her to the sky. It's just that now everything has changed beyond recognition because of that man's strong intervention! If there is no man, if he can disappear...... Chen Sang didn't dare to think about it anymore, because imagination is the most painful, you can think of it as hell or as heaven.

I don't know how long it took, the person in her arms finally stopped crying, and her breathing changed from disordered to even, but her hand still clutched the painting tightly, as if it was the only one that could give her quiet strength.

Chen Sang could only carry her and the painting back to the bedroom, returned to the study, turned on the lamp, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, unpacked it, took out one, eagerly lit the cigarette, and took a hard breath, but he choked so much that his chest hurt, he forced a low cough a few times, and then continued to smoke, until he finished smoking a cigarette, he felt better, and the chaotic mood gradually calmed down.

When he turned on the computer, the senior who shared the apartment with him was still active on QQ, and he opened the dialog box, "When will you come back?" ”

Three seconds later, the other party replied, "Are you lonely thinking about me?" ”

Chen Sang stared at the screen for a long time before typing a line: I just think that maybe I should really get married.

It's just that his finger didn't press the enter key for a long time, until the other party was impatient to send a message again, and he finally made up his mind to send it.

But the other party replied to him for a long time of silence, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, look, even people are laughing at your inadequacy. Just when he was about to go offline, the other party typed out a line of words: If you really think this is the ending you want, buddy won't say anything, support you!

Chen Sang looked at the screen, smiled bitterly and greeted the arrival of dawn in the night.