Liu Hong walked around for most of the day, and she didn't buy a lot of things. She just didn't want to go back and face Cheng Qing alone, although there was nothing to be sorry for him, it was hard to understand if she opened a room with another man. No one believes that nothing has happened, and it is not something that can be explained. I bought a set of pancakes and fruits outside to fill my stomach, and then hurried home slowly. Seeing that Cheng Qing was still sleeping, his heart was a lot more settled. Thinking about things while preparing the dishes for the evening.

Actually, there is no need for me to be weak-hearted, isn't it just that I drank too much and slept in the hotel all night, didn't I just see an old friend and vent once. There is no crossing the line, and there is no derailment. What kind of strength is the heart, compared to Cheng Qing himself, he is not even a dime. Straightness is the only way to be strong, yes! That's it.

"Red, why don't you wait for me to cook together, I haven't seen my daughter for more than three months, tonight I have to cook a few of the best dishes for Yuanyuan. Cheng Qing woke up and looked at Liu Hong, and said with a smile in his eyes.

"Okay, I'm just waiting for you to behave well, and I'll be blessed with my daughter's light. Liu Hong also recovered her mood and responded with a smile.

"I'll be better at night and wait for my husband. Cheng Qing hugged Liu Hong vigorously and said.

"Rogue, the kitchen is handed over to you, I'll help my daughter tidy up the room, and by the way, check if you have violated other people's privacy. Liu Hong broke free from Cheng Qing's embrace and said.

"You go and check it out, I promise to just open the door and look at it before I go to sleep in this room. Cheng Qing looked at Liu Hong's back dotingly and said, when people are outside, the indulgent emotions are all illusory, just needs. When I returned home and saw Liu Hong, my heart fell on the ground, full of fulfillment and true feelings.

The daughter's room was clean and bright, without too much decoration. A small bed with a healthy cartoon pattern decorated with bedding. A little dog puppet, white plush lying on the bed. Opposite is a computer, and next to it is a bookcase with glass doors. In the drawer below is a manuscript of a novel written by Liu Hong, who has already written almost 200,000 words. Liu Hong's main thing is that she doesn't want Cheng Qing to know about these things, she doesn't want to hear any voices, whether it is encouragement or questioning. She just has to wait until the day she becomes famous before she reveals it to the world.

I opened the drawer and looked at the neat manuscript, and there was no sign of it being turned over, so I closed the drawer, picked up the bed brush and made my daughter's bed, and wiped the dust that was not there at all.

"It's all said, I just took a look at my daughter's room, and I don't know if I can look at the child's privacy. Cheng Qing's voice sounded behind him. Liu Hong was shocked, turned around and crashed into Cheng Qing's arms.

"Hong, when will my daughter come home?" Cheng Qing hugged Liu Hong and asked softly.

"Why is it eight o'clock, are you going to pick her up?"

"Yes, but give me half an hour. Red, I think you love you for you. ”

"I hate it, it's all old husbands and wives, at night. ”

"No, it's boring at night, it's just now when it's just the two of us. Cheng Qing picked up Liu Hong when he stopped his waist, and the frightened Liu Hong hurriedly hugged Cheng Qing's neck.

"Ahh At this moment, Liu Hong was happy and satisfied, the resentment in her heart was gone, and before she had time to despise herself, she was pressed on the big bed by Cheng Qing.

"Red, do you miss me, say, or I won't go in..."

"I hate it, I think about it, I want to think about it very much, please go in..."

"Well, I miss you so much, too. Every day I think that everyone I see is like you. Cheng Qing moved emotionally.

"Do you think about me when you sleep with others?" Liu Hong said almost unconsciously, ruining the good mood of the two people at once. Cheng Qing paused for a while, didn't speak, just pampered the woman under him harder.

Liu Hong was also silent, letting the sweat of the two people flow in one place. The lingering love words are gone, and only the most primitive needs of human beings remain. The body and mind are happy, but the mood is different.

The two of them got dressed silently and went to pick up Yuanyuan together. The car slowly started and drove out of the community, and Cheng Qingcai said apologetically: "Hong, no matter what gossip you hear, my heart is left with you and your daughter." You are my roots, my family. Everyone else is just playing on the spot. ”

"Yes, we have been married for more than ten years, and you are always acting on the spot, if you are not tired, we are all tired. Maybe if the fake show comes true, my daughter and I will have to leave. ”

"Absolutely not, I swear with my life that there will never be such a day. ”

"Yes, even if someone else gives birth to a son for you, even if you build one home after another outside, my daughter and I are still stupidly guarding this root for you, right? Cheng Qing, you are a fucking scumbag, a super bastard. ”

"What? son. Cheng Qing asked in surprise.

"Concentrate on driving, I don't want to listen to a made-up story. Liu Hong turned her head out of the window and said lightly.

"Okay, let's talk about it sometime. It's the school in front, right?"

"Well, it's not school yet. Liu Hong didn't want to talk anymore and looked at the gate of the school. There are already a lot of small cars parked outside the gate, and there are many bicycles, and those who are sitting and waiting in the car, and those who are on the bicycle with one foot are all anxiously waiting parents. Liu Hong opened the car door and walked a few steps, and then chatted with others.

"Cheng Xinyuan's mother, your daughter is the first in the class in this exam, and the whole school is also on the big list. I heard that you are a college student, and you are more coarse than us who can tutor children. A student's dad said.

"Meng Meng Dad, I can't talk about any counseling, and I won't do it, it's normal for academic performance to fluctuate, your daughter is not bad, my child still needs to ask her for a lot of knowledge. ”

"These two children are studying hard now, and I'm really afraid that they will be tired. ”

"It's okay to be tired, your children can still be in the front, no matter how hard my stinky son tries, it's sad. Another mother joined in.

"That's right, Xinyuan's mother, it's better to ask my daughter to go to your house to do homework with Xinyuan, and if you don't understand, I can ask you. My father and I read their books like books from heaven, and we didn't understand them at all. The fee is based on the standard of make-up classes. ”

"Yu Qian's mother, don't mention money. If it's convenient for you to come together, I may not be able to tutor anything, just ask them to learn together and improve each other. ”

"It's convenient, I'm afraid that your home is inconvenient, listen to my child, Xinyuan's father works in the field, right?"

"For the time being, I've been back recently. Give me a call when you come, so you don't have to run for nothing. ”

"I have the phone, then we'll settle it. ”

While the parents were chatting, school was out. The children walked out of the school gate and ran to their parents. Yuanyuan recognized her father's car from a long distance, and ran over excitedly and shouted, "Dad, you're back, won't you leave?"

"If you don't leave, this time I'm going to work in the provincial capital, and I can go home every day. ”

"Great, mom will be very happy. ”

"But Mom is still a little unhappy. ”

"Little meaning, don't you still have a daughter, Dad, you have to work hard. When the father and daughter were whispering, Liu Hong greeted several parents of the students and got into the car. This time, both of them sat in the back, chattering about school things along the way. Cheng Qing felt that he was an outsider and was incompatible with his daughter-in-law and daughter. For the first time, he felt that he had given up too many things, the time he spent with his daughter-in-law, and the process of his daughter's growth. Looking back, there are career successes and family life fragments, and the past has become a floating cloud, which has been blown away by the wind and disappeared.

"Son, what's going on? That child is not her own, how could Liu Hong talk about that child?" Cheng Qing wondered in his heart. The mother and daughter were talking and laughing, Cheng Qing was a little disappointed, and it didn't take long to get home.

The night was warm and quiet, and after dinner, Yuanyuan began to do her homework.

"Mom, you're still with me, I'll ask you when I don't understand. Yuanyuan occupied one side of the desk and called Liu Hong very tacitly.

"Okay, Mom will study with you. The soft lamp lit up, blending with the moonlight outside through the pale blue curtains.

Liu Hong only spread out a piece of manuscript paper, filled it with all the writings and put it in a drawer to write another one, just like an underground worker. Cheng Qing looked at the door a few times, only to feel that it was inappropriate for him to go in. The mother and daughter both looked at the writing silently, and he couldn't blend in and couldn't participate. It was a very powerless feeling. Looking at the suitcase still in the living room, it occurred to me that the things I bought for the two of them hadn't been taken out yet.

Without interest, he opened the suitcase that the woman had helped pack when he left, the upper layer was the gift he had bought temporarily when he returned to the provincial capital, and the bottom was his own clothes. There wasn't too much of it, and those authentic Guangzhou goods were all thrown away at the train station by that woman. When I think about it, I feel panicked, a woman's jealousy is really amazing, compared to Liu Hong's straightforwardness and generosity, other women have nothing to look at.

Looking at the gifts bought for Liu Hong and Yuanyuan, Cheng Qing suddenly felt vulgar and cheap. What could be more precious than having fun and living together with your family. The hut was still quiet, only the sound of flipping books and writing, Cheng Qing began to pack up his clothes, wanting to hang them all in the closet.

A well-fitting suit, a few shirts and ties, and a casual outfit, and underwear. Suddenly, he saw the lace lace underwear worn by the woman at the bottom, like a puddle of poison. He felt sick and panicked at his absurdity. He tried to close his suitcase, but was stopped by a foot in a slipper. The foot stepped on the top of the suitcase, and Yuanyuan's disdainful voice was in his ears.

"It's not the first time, hopefully it's the last. Then the lid of the suitcase was slammed shut by Yuanyuan. The click did not alarm Liu Hong, who was concentrating on writing, she was immersed in the plot she had conceived. There are reading memories of past lives, as well as the perception of being reborn in this life, and meditations that are free from the alternate dynasties.

Watching his daughter come out of the bathroom indifferently, Cheng Qing found that his image was gone, he fled back to his and Liu Hong's room in a panic, heard his daughter lock the suitcase and put it between the wardrobe and the wall, listened to the door of the hut was gently closed, and listened to the house where he couldn't hear anything, and the breathing of the mother and daughter on the other side hit his heart heavily.