Without waiting for Chu Jun to finish speaking, Du Ou really fell asleep quickly, and he slept very deeply. It seemed to be just a squint, the sun had long since disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were dark and quiet. It's away from the city, there is a mountain nearby, and from the terrace on the second floor, you can look out over the turquoise ridge. In the evening, you can hear the chirping of the birds on the mountain, one after another, rising and falling, which is very empty and long.

When I woke up, I found that I was covered with a thick blanket, which was obviously covered by Chu Jun for myself, but I don't know when it was covered, I didn't realize it. Touching the blanket, Du Ou's mind moved.

The coffee cups and books on the table have been taken away, and Chu Jun no longer knows where he went?

Du Ou rubbed his eyes and lifted the blanket, the garden was pitch black, and the house was lit up with romantic lights.

Du Ou felt a chill on his body, subconsciously moved his lower limbs, stood up and held the blanket, and also entered the house. The room was filled with the smell of the smell coming from the kitchen. Chu Jun was really interested, and started cooking in the kitchen alone. And the rice is also well done. A pot of seafood risotto for one person, white wine.

Du Ou suddenly felt that he was already hungry.

Because the weather is really sunny, cloudless, a round of moon, even bright.

The two of them were also in a special mood, so they sat under the porch of the garden with a basin and a wine glass, and a wall lamp was turned on under the porch, and the faint light happened to shine on the two people.

Du Ou looked at Chu Jun under the lamp, vaguely in a trance, as if he was deserted, looking at himself with a smile, and called softly: Du Du......

Du Ou felt that his eyes were blurry for a while, and when he looked closely, it turned out that Chu Jun was holding a wine glass with a smile, looked at himself and said: Du Ou, salute -

Du Ou had to raise his wine glass and said, "Okay, I respect you for your youth, and your love is not old."

Chu Jun smiled and said: I respect you for regaining the hearts of beauties as soon as possible!

Du Ou was a little harsh when he heard it, but it was not easy to argue with anything, so he smiled lightly, and the two took a sip of each other, Chu Jun suddenly sighed: Du Ou, this is the first time we have had a meal together after marriage. Strange, you say, isn't it strange?

Du Ou thinks about it, it has been nearly a year since they got married, and they got together less and left more, but it was not that they couldn't meet, but they almost didn't have the opportunity to get along face-to-face for a long time like this, let alone have a meal and a glass of wine together with such interest.

The kitchen in this house has never been used.

Chu Jun often comes back, but the two of them have different living schedules. Often when she comes, Du Ou is ready to go. When Du Ou came back, she was ready to leave again, and the two of them always went in and out by mistake.

When we met, we only said hello briefly and said a few words casually.

Sometimes Du Ou was sleepy, and she could hear the sound of Chu Jun coming home, she walked around the room quietly, and would gently open Du Ou's bedroom door, maybe just stand at the door and take a look, and then gently close it again. Every time she came back, Du Ou didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't ask. Whether she came back alone or two people, Du Ou didn't bother to care.

Anyway, when he woke up and was ready to go to work, the house was always empty and he was still alone, and remembering last night, it seemed like it was just a fragment of a dream, maybe no one had come back at all, maybe he didn't come back.

After a long time, Du Ou got used to this way of life. It's fun to live in a house with someone you can't see or touch.

Du Ou asked while eating: So, you have been living here for the past few days?

Chu Jun swallowed the food in his mouth before replying: Well, that's the case. Where are you?

Du Ou said: In other words, we can live a married life?

Chu Jun laughed and said, "Good idea!"

Du Ou said with some yin and yang weirdness: So, do you say that tonight we will sleep in our own rooms, or sleep in the same room?

Chu Jun said thoughtfully: Don't worry, I won't do anything to you.

Du Ou smiled evilly and deliberately said: But what do I want?

Chu Jun was choked on a mouthful of food, and he couldn't get up or down.

Of course, Du Ou was just scaring her and wanted to see her expression. In the end, the two of them still slept in the same room, and neither interfered with the other.

Du Ou slept late, but what he didn't expect was that Chu Jun slept even later.

When Du Ou fell asleep, he didn't notice Chu Jun's movement, and thought she had fallen asleep. But as soon as he lay on the bed, he heard the sound of Chu Jun talking on the phone, talking non-stop, and walked downstairs to the wine cellar, probably to get the wine.

Du Ou tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and couldn't sleep at all.

If no one in the house is used to it, if this person is still your wife, but you can't have a wife with any brains, it's a really depressing feeling. Du Ou was extremely depressed at this time, and he almost wanted to cry without tears.

He lay upright on the soft bed, touching the silky sheets, and his heart was as empty as the night sky, cloudless and moonless.

I don't know when, suddenly a drizzle began to fall, from east to west blowing a wisp of wind, through the wall gap, raw and cold is very secluded.

In this cold and rainy lonely night, that kind of sorrow penetrates into the bones and becomes extremely unbearable.

Du Ou was already in a state of mind......

I had a few drinks with Chu Jun in front, but I was not drunk, but now a burst of sorrow rolled up again, chewing on the words that my mother said in the afternoon, and thinking about the lonely house after Leng Qinghe left, as if the voice of my heartache and roaring alone that day still echoed in my ears, which was extremely disturbing.

After Chu Jun finished making a lengthy phone call, he disappeared into a corner of the room. I don't know what she's doing alone at such a late hour. Maybe she was lonely when she slept alone today, and she needed someone to accompany her.

Maybe they can lie down in the same bed and talk to each other, maybe they can continue to have a few drinks until they get drunk. But beyond that, nothing can be done. Du Ou could read a lot from her eyes, but there was no shadow of herself in it.

One night, Du Ou was full of thoughts about Leng Qinghe, Leng Qinghe's laughter, Leng Qinghe's anger, Leng Qinghe's frowning eyebrows, Leng Qinghe's bear hugged himself, and Leng Qinghe lowered his head to trace his nails......

On the day of the Qingming Festival, Du Ou drove Yan Ting to the grave of his hometown, and the old grave was a little decadent, but it was acceptable. My mother commissioned the local cemetery to be renovated.

After I came back, my mother had a cold and rested for a whole week. Originally, I made an appointment to let Chu Jun come over for a meal, but because of his poor health, the matter was delayed.

Approaching the board of directors, Du Ou knew that the significance of this board of directors was extraordinary, and Dad would have some important things to announce, although he was a little confused about what it would be, but he could roughly figure out a thing or two.

Because of this concern, people are naturally extremely sensitive and suspicious. In the company all day long, a little wind and grass makes him feel a little grassy and woody.

There are some rumors in the company that the chairman has been in close contact with the lawyer recently, and he can't tell what the hell is going on, but the rumors and rumors that catch the wind and shadows make Du Ou feel very unsure. So I have nothing to do, I ran to my mother Yan Ting here three times, one to say hello, and the other to want to hear some news from my mother.

I accidentally learned from my mother that she had a big fight with my father one night.

Du Ou was surprised, for so many years, my mother has never blushed with my father, but why is it this time?

The sadness on my mother's face has not yet faded, so she wanted to speak several times, and finally just said: Xiaoou, it's okay, you can rest assured, there will be no accidents. Mommy won't allow your dad to mess with his brain!

Sure enough, before the board of directors opened, Du Haiqing was suddenly hospitalized.