"Yes. Of course. She stretched, swallowed the last bite of the bun in her mouth, closed her computer, and walked upstairs with her phone.

"When are you going to come home?" Yushan asked as he walked.

"About two days later. How? You won't miss me, will you? ”

"It's the first time I've ever missed you that way." Yushan sighed very much, in fact, if he didn't come back, she would be tortured to death by Yu Wenying.

People who were outside the situation were throbbing because of her words, and for some reason a trace of blush crept up on his ears, he lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the joy that appeared in his eyes, and after a long time he looked up, her long hair that had shrunk in the quilt and curled slightly covered half of her beautiful face.

"Isn't it cold for you to wear so little?" She lay flat with her eyes open, quietly ready to sleep, her forehead and arms lined with the light of the floor lamp.

Hao Qian lowered his eyes to see that he was wearing such a thin dress, but he didn't feel very cold, he leaned on the street lamp behind him, and the dim light poured down from the top of his head, illuminating his stunning and handsome face, blurry and blurry.

The expression on his face was very calm, without any mood fluctuations, but his eyes stared at the person in the picture without blinking, and the whole person looked like a frozen scene quietly.

"Why don't you speak?" Yushan yawned, and his eyes began to close slightly.

"Because as soon as I speak, you fall asleep."

There was a slit in the corner of her crooked eyes, but she could clearly see that when Hao Qian said these words, her tone was extremely gentle, she couldn't help but be in a trance, and unconsciously wanted to touch his face through the screen, but her hand was halfway out, suddenly awake, and finally retracted that hand.

"What's wrong?" Haoqian glanced back at the scenery behind him, wrapped in silver, and looked out along the street lamp, all of which were continuous white.

Obviously it wasn't the scenery that caused someone's strange behavior, he turned his head and looked at her again, the person in the picture had already fallen asleep with his head tilted, but her arm was still outside the quilt, and the originally calm look was undisguised for a little more anxious at this moment.

When he returned to the room, the chill on his body had already covered his body, Haoqian poured a cup of hot water, drank it quickly, took a blanket from the bedroom and folded it back to the sofa in the living room, and made it up for a night.

Shen Xia got up after Haoqian slept for an hour, and was going to eat something, but the living room was too dark, she stood in the middle of the stairs and had to take out her mobile phone to light it before she dared to go downstairs, and ate a little bread in the dining room, and when she wanted to go back to sleep, she vaguely heard Haoqian's regular breathing.

She tiptoed to the sofa, and was afraid that the light in the phone would be too strong to sting his eyes, so she turned off the switch, held her cheeks, and looked at him quietly.

Although the light is weak, he is still clearly visible, with dark and soft hair covering his forehead, handsome eyebrows, straight nose, cool and thin lips, and flowing contours, but with natural indifference, as if he opened his eyes, the emotions in his heart were overwhelmed by the cold and alienated look.

He is always different from him.

"Before it started, it was almost over." There was a sour feeling in her heart, she didn't expect her first marriage to end like this, but a few years later, mentioning that her ex-husband was Ren Haoqian was also something worth showing off.

Shen Xia sighed from the bottom of his heart in the quiet living room, his eyes flickered, but he came up with a ghost idea, and whispered: "It's about to break up, it's better to sacrifice your hue before breaking up, Haoqian shouldn't be so stingy."

She smiled thief, clicked on the phone again, turned on the flash of the camera, and posed in a scissor-hand pose against the bright mobile phone screen, with her head against Haoqian's delicate sleeping face, and took a photo like this, and uploaded it to social networks after a few seconds, with only a few short words: MyHusbandAndMe.

Now she got her wish, which can not only commemorate this great failed marriage but also satisfy her grandfather's careful thoughts, at least the life of husband and wife is still very sweet.

It's just a whim-out work, how would you have guessed that this post would have triggered thousands of reprints, comments and popularity occupy the top spot, it seems that Mr. Ren has become the object of the world's people overnight or the best choice for wanting to share a bed.

I have to say, this birthday gift is really thrilling.