869 Are You Going Home?
In the most prosperous commercial block in the city center, most of the men and women who come to dine at night are professional, Jiang Yansheng followed Huo Xiumo to approach a high-end restaurant, which is a Chinese taste, there are many men and women in formal clothes, full of business style, eating and talking deliberately low voice, looking gentlemanly and polite, high quality.
The smiling waiter brought the two guests to the window table: "This gentleman, young lady, please take a seat." ”
Huo Xiumo pulled the chair away and sat her down.
Overhead, glass crystal lamps and floor-to-ceiling windows bring excellent light to the dining environment, and two sets of silver cutlery are set up by the waiter and handed to the menu.
Huo Xiumo ordered exquisite Chinese food and a bottle of red wine for two, he poured her some, and his thin lips twitched: "I can only drink a little bit." ”
Jiang Yansheng took it, and her lips sipped lightly on the edge of the cup.
She didn't talk much tonight, so she refused to talk without saying a word, and when dinner came, she just lowered her head and ate quietly.
Huo Xiumo ordered a honey-glazed meat stew, which is a specialty here, almost a must-order dish on the table, the rice is full and bitten, mixed with gravy, and when you eat it, you will have a sense of satisfaction in chewing meat.
Jiang Yansheng seemed to like it very much, and quickly solved two-thirds of the amount.
Huo Xiumo was afraid that she would not digest her stomach after eating too much, so her slender hand reached over and brought the plate, her eyebrows were gentle, but with a strong meaning: "Eat something else, the chicken soup is very fragrant." ”
Jiang Yansheng looked at the fresh chicken soup in front of her, probably a little greasy, and she couldn't attract her attention at this time, so she paused for a few seconds, and still reached out to take it.
She ate a lot tonight, different from the delicate bites she used to taste, and even the eyes of the restaurant waiters looked at her frequently.
Who would have thought that a thin-looking woman would eat more than a normally tall man.
The waiter was thinking to himself, when suddenly, the man in front of him spoke up and asked him to take the dinner down.
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"If you eat such a small stomach of yours again, you won't be able to stand it."
Huo Xiumo asked the waiter to withdraw the dinner, and immediately received the woman's accusatory eyes, he said reasonably, elegantly wiped his hands with a napkin, then hugged her from the chair, put his thin lips to the woman's ear, and whispered: "Go back." ”
In front of the public, his words and actions are intimate and natural, unlike the mature men and women in the restaurant who interact and surround each other.
Most of them are in an ambiguous or secret period, and he and she have long been in the relationship between husband and wife, even if they get along outside, they don't deliberately avoid suspicion.
Jiang Yansheng walked out of the restaurant with him, the night scene outside was still bustling, the wind was blowing and it was cold, Huo Xiumo wanted to take her to the car, but he didn't expect that before he took two steps, the woman who was originally following him.
But he suddenly ran to the side of the road and threw up directly.
I vomited out the food I ate on the table not long ago, as it was.
Jiang Yansheng's stomach was very uncomfortable, and after vomiting, he felt that his whole brain became spinning, his knees were weak, and he was about to fall to the ground unsteadily.
Fortunately, the man's strong arm reached out and took her into his arms.
Jiang Yansheng's consciousness became very trance-like, and in his ears, he couldn't hear what he said clearly, his eyes blinked, and finally closed his eyes in a daze, his face was pale with tiredness.
Suddenly fainted after vomiting, Huo Xiumo's eyes shrank heavily, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the car parked on the side of the road.
Perverse!
As soon as Jiang Yansheng came out of the Jiang family, his usual behavior was different.
doesn't cry or make trouble, but is punishing himself in disguise.
Huo Xiumo's handsome face looked gloomy, put her in the passenger seat, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and called the private doctor, asking him to come to Dujingyuan immediately.
He drove, the speed was twice as high as usual and returned to the villa, along the way, those driving vehicles saw the fast Maybach, and they all automatically gave way, not that this car represented the identity of any person, but that Wancheng was full of rich and powerful, and he could drive a car on the road to be domineering like this, why bother to provoke.
Huo Xiumo shortened half the time and returned to Dujingyuan, at this moment, the doctor and nurse were waiting in the living room, he carried Jiang Yansheng into the big bed in the master bedroom, and gave up his seat.
There was a rush to take the temperature and hang the bottle.
After tossing for almost half an hour, the doctor exited the room and found the man in the study: "Mr. Huo, my wife is fine, she shouldn't have eaten anything all day, if she eats too much at night, then her body must be uncomfortable, wait to wake up, feed some white porridge, don't let her freeze at night, she is now prone to colds." ”
The atmosphere in the study was quiet and a little silent, and the doctor left after explaining.
Huo Xiumo stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a lit cigarette between his long fingers, and was about to burn to the end before he threw it on the floor with a blank face, and his leather shoes crushed it.
He didn't take a puff, and the smell of smoke in his dark black shirt dissipated quickly.
After two or three minutes in the study, he turned around and left the study and returned to the master bedroom.
Jiang Yansheng's slender body lay motionless under the quilt, black and green silk scattered on the pillow, lining her beautiful little face whiter than the sheets and quilts, her eyes were tightly closed, and she slept soundly.
Huo Xiumo's tall and indifferent figure almost enveloped her, and the light on the side of the bedroom bed suddenly dimmed a little, which also made him completely hide the look of a little gloomy owl in the depths of his eyes, and his palm was warm, holding the woman's hand exposed outside the quilt.
Her body temperature was in stark contrast to his, cold, but not the stiff cold, on the contrary, it was very soft, as if a pinch would crush the bones.
Huo Xiumo lowered his head, his eyes fell on the wedding ring on her ring finger for a long time, and then, slowly put it on his thin lips, gently sniffing the body fragrance on her fair skin.
There is a chance to call husband and wife are one, before, Huo Xiumo would only sneer when he heard this, how could two men and women be one, even if they were intimate, until death, they were all one person, but now he understood that the physical union between him and this woman also included the soul, how could it not be considered one when they were so closely combined?
Huo Xiumo pursed his thin lips, but a long low smile overflowed from the depths of his throat, his eyes were vague and incomprehensible, and he secretly said, even if he grew old in the future......
He also had to burn each other's bodies to ashes and bury the remaining ashes on the same tombstone!
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Jiang Yansheng slept very uncomfortably this night.
The stomach was repeatedly uncomfortable, and a cold sweat broke out, the whole person seemed to be unable to get out of a dream, groggy, unable to distinguish what reality was, even Huo Xiumo was lying on his side sleeping without half a minute of awareness, his body slowly shrunk into a ball and lay alone on the bed, it was cold everywhere, there was no temperature.
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