Transition Chapter 7 Because of what happened in the field

"Chu Xiangxi? It's you, right? "I seem to be really drunk. His eyes were blurry, as if he was looking at anyone who was Chu Xiangxi.

"It's been three years, where have you been? Can you tell me? ”

I brought the face of the bewitched man a little closer. The breathing of the two of them and the sound of each other's heartbeats could be heard clearly.

Both hands stretched out and grabbed Wang Yali's arm hard, and Wang Yali was a little painful. But she didn't want to miss such an opportunity. In any case, it was the first time that this man had taken the initiative to touch his body.

"Why don't you speak? Or blame me for that incident......" I said to myself, staring into the woman's eyes, and my lips came closer.

There was a faint mint fragrance around her body, mixed with the body odor that a man should have, which made Wang Yali dizzy.

She knew exactly who the man thought of her. She had been waiting for the man to come close to her. She has been doing such a thing persistently since she met this man, but now the only thing that can make this man close to her is that she needs a premise

- Pretending to be another woman. A woman who can make herself hate so much that she can die.

The warm lips wanted to come up, at this time, there was a large sprinkler rumbling past the side, a vigorous splash of water sprayed on the car glass, the windows were not closed tightly, a few drops of water 'naughtily' jumped to the back of my south's head, that kind of coolness like a proper needle tip directly let me south wake up from the confusion, Sui Ran saw the other party's face clearly, a spirit, let go of the hand.

Some workers came down and apologized repeatedly outside the car window, but the car was as quiet as ever.

The worker looked at the car and did not speak, nor did he hear any complaints from the people in the car, so he slowly left, and kept muttering: "Strange, aren't you angry?" Then he got into the car and left.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely awkward.

It's weird. This awkward and devastating atmosphere is very inconsistent with the atmosphere that two people who are about to enter the marriage hall should have.

"If you want to kiss me, I'll say it directly, why do you learn to be good with me like drinking." Wang Yali snorted. His face changed from lost to calm, and he looked in the rearview mirror of the car, and the hatred flashed in it, and God could probably notice it.

Wu Yinan bit his lip, a trace of resentment flashed across his brows, and he still squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Thank you for sending me back." While loosening the protective belt, he said, "I'm sorry...... Me, I got off. ”

“…… Well. Wang Yali endured the heartache and didn't make any gestures to hold back, watching the man leave from the car seat. Until the door was slammed shut. Wang Yali didn't stop watching the man leave.

I stood by the car and stopped for a moment, then left without looking back. It seems that there is not even the greeting of 'drive carefully' between friends.

The car remained parked until I reached the door of the house south of the house, and the car was trampled by her owner with a roar, a 180-degree spiral, and the car disappeared into the lights like an angry lion.

I entered the door code to the south and was invited to the door by the housekeeper. The huge courtyard is particularly delicate and generous, and a welcoming pine tree grows on both sides of the road, and the long path leads straight to the building decorated with light gray corners across Phnom Penh, but the upper and lower floors are higher than ordinary buildings. It belongs to the middle of a two-story building. There is no way to describe the light inside.

I returned to this long-lost home. A lot of the time, I'm sleeping in the office.

He has rarely been back since the woman disappeared.

Especially this home in M City. He was not very reluctant to come back.

After all, here, there are traces left by that girl. Those memories, if they are stifled by the other party, they don't want to remember them. Once, this place, but she and she had to live together in a white-headed wedding room.

Every step I take, there are fragments of memories, constantly churning in my heart, stirring so much that my emotions are almost out of control.

"Why did you come back? Won't answer your call? ”

The moment she entered the house, a woman who looked to be only thirty years old took her hand rather complainingly, and casually told the little girl who opened the door: "Close the door." Go and bring the soup for the young master. Flying from Suzhou, I must have been tired and ran to the hospital. ”

While talking, he let his son on the sofa in the living room like a guest. Then, the remote control of the stereo, a gentle melody leisurely into the ear. The tone of the music is just right, and there is nothing wrong with it.

I went to the kitchen to make tea and served it in front of my son.

After carefully looking at his son's appearance, he muttered: "Yinan, I haven't seen you for almost half a year, or have you lost weight?" ”

"Mom, I'm okay."

My answer was simple.

I looked at the furnishings at home, and it was still the same: just a few more pots of flowers, a few paintings, a coffee table had been changed, and the TV had changed outrageously. Even the sofa has been replaced with a high-end leather sofa, and the whole room creates a very cold feeling, and you can't feel the warmth of the family at all.

This young woman is indeed the mother of Wu Yinan, who is about to be 27 years old. Because this woman was formerly the daughter of a consortium, even if she had two children and was over half a hundred years old, her face was almost stopped by time in the blooming season of thirty years old.

There is no wrinkle on the face, there is no callus on the hand, the clothes he is wearing, light but graceful, and his face is frozen, even compared to his mother, who just came downstairs to greet my brother, compared to his mother.

The mother of my brother and sister is called Ling Xiaoxiao, which sounds like an extraordinarily little girl's name, but it is indeed the real name of this woman. If you dig deeper into this woman's background, it's amazing.

Lingran Mining's daughter, Ph.D. in the Department of Finance and Economics of Harvard University, and honorary professor of the School of Finance and Economics of Peking University. His subordinates brought out two PhDs and three graduate students. If it weren't for her poor health, I'm afraid that this strong woman, who still has three educational institutions behind her as executive directors, would definitely not be idle at home, and has become a hostess who guards an empty room and has nothing to do.

Looking at her son looking at the house, Ling Xiaoxiao was very transparent, "Oh, I forgot to explain to you, the furniture, TV, sofa and so on that were originally placed here, because they haven't been cleaned for three years, some things are not very good, Mom discussed with your father, and changed those things at home." ”

As he spoke, he got up and came to a place where a bottle of blue flowers was placed, and pointed to the rather retro small stool under the bottle, "This is your previous thing, and the condition is quite good." Mom didn't want to lose it, and she still put it at home. ”

I smiled and said nothing. Just nodded slightly.

The cost of the furniture manager he took out in the past three years is not a small amount, and if those furniture managers can maintain the moldy and changed the furniture and furnishings before him, I am afraid that the expenses borne by those guys after collecting the money will be enough for them to eat a pot.

If you throw it away, you throw it away, if you don't like it, you don't like it, and you can't say such a thing reluctantly, if this person is not your mother, you will lose your temper if you really get up.

If it weren't for the polite relationship, I'm afraid I'd have left before my brother came back.

Now, my brother is back. It's time for her to leave, too.

"Mom, brother, Xinnong said that he couldn't find a place to put the toothpaste, and I had to bring him the medicine when I went out and got it back to him quickly. I've hailed a taxi and I'm already at the door. ”

Wu Yinian suddenly felt that his pestle was extremely unfamiliar in this place. The two of them also looked a little far apart, still smiling, "Then, I'll go first." Well. I'm leaving. Me, I've already called my dad. Dad agreed. ”

Turning around, his body shook for a moment, and he turned back with a smile on his face, and then left the house gently.

The taxi is still fifteen minutes away. happily raised his pace and walked away from home.

The phone rang at the moment. I opened it and saw a message from my brother: Do you want me to drive you back?

His fingers flew quickly, and he replied to the message: Brother, no. Thank you!

Then, press Mute.

The air around him suddenly became clearer.