"I didn't run away from home." She continued walking, and was almost into the bedroom.

He took a few big strides to follow her, grabbed her big hand, turned her around, and faced him, "Did you come back so late because you had nowhere to go?" ”

Xu Jingru's eyes widened in surprise, looking at her angry but extremely suppressed husband, and replied for a long time, "Yes, I have nowhere to go, so I'm back again." Her voice was strangely clear.

He strained his hands and clenched her arms, "If there is a place to go, are you not going to come back?" ”

Xu Jingru felt pain in her arm, but she frowned and endured it, seeing that he was getting more and more angry, she bit her lip and whispered, "I didn't think so." ”

"You are habitually running away from home, and you have developed a skill!" He gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to be wrapped in anger, and hit her one by one, "Don't be delusional that I will worry about you because of this, I will definitely not ......"

Xu Jingru gasped in pain, his ruthless words left her speechless.

"You're doing it yourself!" He glared at her for a few seconds, then abruptly let go.

Xu Jingru felt that she was so weak that she was about to stand unsteadily, so she took a few steps back and leaned against the edge of the door, stroking her chest and gasping.

Seeing him enter the room to get his clothes and walk into the guest room, she suddenly smiled and whispered to herself: "I never thought you would worry about me, never ......"

The sudden coldness of her heart made her heart bitter and unspeakable.

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The days that followed were even more lonely in the ongoing Cold War.

Xu Jingru spends all her free time on books, she buys a lot of books about interior decoration, and reads them desperately.

After two weeks of cold war and two weeks of sleeping in separate rooms, Qiu Feng returned to the master bedroom. Although his heart was still angry, after all, his young body was strong, and every night he slept alone, he longed to hug her in his arms, although he had never done that.

Then, after the following month, the weather became colder and colder, and the Chinese New Year was approaching.

A faint smile appeared on Xu Jingru's face again, as if intentionally, as if unintentionally, lightly. Qiu Fenghui looked at her casual smile from time to time in a daze.

As now, he sat quietly at the table waiting for his breakfast.

Xu Jingru didn't know that he had come back from a morning run. She wore a floral apron and turned her back to the table, busily frying an omelet in her hands, while she used a small spoon to stir the lean porridge rolling on the stove.

She smiled faintly on her face, and the corners of her mouth gently hooked a lovely arc, light and beautiful.

When the porridge was cooked, she turned off the fire, took the pot to the cold water to soak it to cool down, put the fried omelet on a plate, and said softly, "Okay." ”

Turning around to set the tableware, he suddenly saw Qiu Feng, who was already sitting steadily, and was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Ah, you're back, why are you silent." ”

Qiu Feng was also stunned, he didn't expect her to turn back suddenly, he also smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze that was glued to her, and opened the newspaper in front of him, "It's been a while." ”

"Wait a minute, you'll be ready to eat in a minute." She placed the small bowl on the table, placed the omelette on the table, and put the chopsticks on top.

Qiu Feng raised his head again and looked at her busy figure.

Nearly half a year has passed with her, why have I never felt a strong smell of home like today?

In the past, she also got up early with him every day to make breakfast and bring it to him, and when he came home for dinner, she always served simple but delicious dishes.

However, before that, he really didn't feel it.

Is he too sluggish? Didn't he know her feelings for him long before he got married?

"Alright," she said, placing the porridge in front of him and placing the spoon in the bowl, "it's ready to eat." ”

She also sat down across from her and served her own bowl.

Qiu Feng nodded lightly, looking at the crystal porridge and the yellow fried egg.

She'd been taking good care of him, but he hadn't seemed to have done anything for her.

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"By the way, Dad said, call us to the mansion for dinner today." In the silent atmosphere of eating, Qiu Feng suddenly raised his head and said.

Xu Jingru was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly smiled faintly, "Oh." "She has learned the lesson of the previous time, and no longer expresses any opinion or opinion on going to the mansion, and everything is up to him.

Qiu Feng saw that she just responded lightly, looked at her for a few seconds, and said, "It seems that tonight is a family dinner, you go over to help first, and I'll go over after work." ”

Xu Jingru lowered her eyelashes, crushed the fried egg with chopsticks, and then took a piece and ate it in her mouth.

Qiu Feng couldn't help frowning when he saw that she continued to be silent.

Although they came out of the Cold War, they didn't usually communicate much in language, and Xu Jingru no longer took the initiative to talk to him about family affairs after a few quarrels, and became silent.

"Are you listening to me?" He couldn't help but ask.

She nodded and smiled lightly, "Yes, I'm listening." ”

Qiu Feng looked at her flat smile with no content, and his heart suddenly twitched violently, not sure what her silence represented.

"Are you protesting against me?" He asked suddenly.

She looked up in surprise, "What? ”

"Are you protesting against me, because I didn't approve of your proposal to go back to the mansion for dinner last time?" His brow furrowed even tighter, and the word "Chuan" appeared between his eyebrows.

"How so!" She chuckled, picked up her rice bowl and put it in the sink, the smile on her face faded away, replaced by a touch of melancholy.

"You obviously are!" He also put down his chopsticks, "You deliberately didn't talk to me or respond to me, obviously you were protesting against me." ”

Xu Jingru suddenly turned his head and looked at him, the original shallow smile on his face disappeared, "Qiu Feng, that's your home, do you want to go back, I listen to you, you say go, I'll go with you, if you don't go, I will definitely not run over on my own." ”

Qiu Feng was stunned for a moment, not only because she called him such a strange "Qiu Feng", but also because of the indifference and alienation in her words, which was no longer as enthusiastic and enthusiastic as in the previous months.

He involuntarily stood up and took a few steps closer to her, "You...... I...... Is there something wrong with it? ”

She hung her head and looked at the ground, "You're not wrong, it's me who didn't see where I am. With that, he walked past him, took the bowl and plate under the sink and washed it, and looked at him again, "You should go to work." ”

Qiu Feng looked at her back, and faintly felt in his heart that there was something different from the beginning, but he couldn't say it.

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