Maybe because she was too tired, and her body was really tired, Jinghe just wanted to avoid embarrassment and pretend to sleep, but she didn't expect that after a while, she actually fell asleep.

When there was a subtle and even breathing sound in his ears, Mu Lingkai put down the phone in his hand and turned his face to look at her intently.

This stupid woman with a simple mind and no eyes, in an unfamiliar and messy place like the hospital infusion room, she can sleep so sweetly without defense.

On the other hand, does this also show that in her heart, or subconsciously, she still has a natural sense of trust in him?

Otherwise, how could she sleep so peacefully and comfortably in this short period of time?

Inadvertently, the corners of Mu Lingkai's lips, which were originally very tight, quietly evoked a warm arc, just like a small river in early spring that had melted into a frozen corner and had a warm vitality.

He stood up, carefully helped Jinghe lean his body more comfortably, and pulled up the quilt to cover her carefully.

Then Mu Lingkai sat down again, looking at her quietly and with a complicated mind.

Yes, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen this face as fresh as yesterday and as beautiful as yesterday with such meticulous and patient care.

Although she had appeared in his dreams countless times, each time, they were still in the same love as before, the same sweetness, and the same talking and laughing looking forward to a happy future.

But every time he woke up, facing the empty and gorgeous room, he was always more stunned and painful, and his heart was as painful as if it were broken.

This is also the most direct reason why in recent years, he has become more and more profligate and profligate. He was afraid of the coldness of being alone, and he was even more afraid of the pain of being completely powerless in the dead of night, when the mountains of thoughts and loneliness came to his heart.

Therefore, he can only continue to anesthetize himself with alcohol and women, so that his world will not be so sober and thorough.

Yes, when you get drunk, you forget everything......

The years seem to be particularly generous to Jinghe.

The long time of these years has not left a single mark on her face.

She still looks so innocent, still so immature, just like when she wore a white little dress and went to campus hand in hand with him.

Except for a little more pale tiredness, she really, not at all changed.

Mu Lingkai thought with emotion, and a sense of satisfaction that was both sour and gratifying welled up in his heart.

It's been three years, and since the day Jing He married into his family and became his sister-in-law, he never thought that he would have such a moment of sitting quietly by her side and guarding her alone.

It seems to have returned to the old days, when they were still happy with each other, and nothing happened to them. 16

Just, how is it possible?

If time could really be turned back and everything could really be started all over again, then ten years ago, he would not have made such a choice according to his family's arrangement, went to a military school with enthusiasm, and then went abroad......

By the time he returned to this familiar city, everything was already a thing.

The girl he cherished and loved the most was gone. And when he thought that God had finally had a chance to find her, she no longer belonged to him. Instead, he became the wife of another important member of his family, that is, his ...... Second sister-in-law!

Ho, fate, how funny and ridiculous?

A couple in love who originally thought they would really love each other until they were old and old ended up as strangers and became the most familiar strangers under one roof; Two people who originally didn't know each other almost never intersected, but by mistake, they became a legally recognized couple.

What is even more cruel is that he knows that there is no light and warmth on the road ahead, but he has no ability to redeem himself and turn back, so he can only continue to step out without hesitation and go on until he completely falls into the dark abyss from which he will never recover......

Mu Lingkai raised his arm and pressed his sore forehead tiredly, and let out a deep sigh in his heart: That's it, it's okay. At least every day, I can still look at her from afar, at least, she is still simple and happy......

Jing He's bottle of glucose was injected for more than an hour, and when they left the hospital and returned to the car, it was close to noon.

I don't know what kind of awkward consideration is inexplicable? Jinghe insisted on sitting in the back seat of the car.

Mu Lingkai saw that her mental and physical strength had almost recovered, and she seemed to have the strength to toss around again, and she didn't bother to speak, so she closed the door and started the car.

The precious car drove quickly and smoothly on the wide avenue planted with camphor trees, and the handsome man driving in the car had a condensed face and said nothing, as if he were really just a dedicated and silent full-time driver.

Jing He was sitting in Mu Lingkai's car alone for the first time, and he was not used to such a quiet atmosphere, so he broke the silence without words: "Ling Kai, what good songs do you have in your car?" Put on some music and listen to it. ”

Mu Lingkai's mind moved, and he raised his hand to open the CD.

The familiar and moving melody suddenly sounded, melodious and tactfully flowing in the quiet space of the car, which made people feel refreshed and very comfortable to listen to.

"Wow, the east wind is broken." Jing He's eyes lit up, and he excitedly approached him: "Ling Kai, seeing that you are usually so cold, I didn't expect that you also like to listen to pop songs." ”

"Am I cold?" The corners of Mu Lingkai's mouth couldn't help twitching upwards slightly, and while carefully observing her reaction from the rearview mirror, he said casually: "Well, I prefer to listen to this song Dongfeng Break, what about you?" ”

"I love to hear it, too." Jing He nodded, feeling that Mu Lingkai at this moment seemed to be no longer so weird and arrogant, and became easier for people to approach, so he said happily: "Actually, I love to listen to Dong Chou's songs, what other songs do you have here?" ”

Mu Lingkai's face that had just cleared up suddenly darkened, and the light shining in his black eyes, which were as bright as black gems, also dimmed, and finally he just said calmly: "I'm sorry, I only have this song here, and I have never listened to this song." ”

"Only this one song?" Jing He raised his eyebrows in surprise and said curtly: "Uh, Dongfeng Po is good to listen to, but it's a pity that it's too old." ”

"Hehe, yes, old things are always unpleasant, or new things are more popular." Mu Lingkai smiled bitterly silently, gritted his teeth and sped up the car.