I don't know how long I slept in the dark, but when Lin Qingqing woke up again, he was surprised to find a person sitting next to the bed.

She rubbed her eyes, then looked at them intently, and tears immediately flowed out of her eyes, blurring her otherwise clear vision. It was Ou Yuanlan's back, even if it turned to ashes, she would recognize it.

Did he already think that he was hallucinating? Lin Qingqing thought sadly. Before Ou Yuanlan turned around, she never thought that it was really a living person.

So when Ou Yuanlan looked back at her, Lin Qingqing almost screamed, she even forgot to cry. "You...... You...... It's true? After holding it for a long time, she squeezed out such a sentence.

Ou Yuanlan frowned unhappily. "Lin Qingqing, are there still a few men in this family?" He asked, dissatisfied.

Obviously, the two were still in a cold war, but Lin Qingqing didn't know what's wrong, at this second she actually wanted to hug the person in front of her, once that thought was formed in her mind, it had its own magic power, took away all her reason, and only told her to be brave.

So when she hugged Ou Yuanlan, both of them fell silent. He hugged her back, and his slender arms wrapped around Lin Qingqing's entire body with some difficulty, like a koala.

"You're not angry?" After a long time, Ou Yuanlan asked softly.

Lin Qingqing was silent, in fact, how could she not be angry, she was so angry. When she was thinking about this person day and night, he was able to not contact her like no one else, how could she not be angry?

He always only has a few simple words about his ex-girlfriend, and he doesn't even bother to explain, and how can he not be angry?

Seeing the bulging appearance of the people in his arms, Ou Yuanlan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "I'll do another check-up tomorrow." He sidestepped that awkward topic.

When Lin Qingqing's eyes swept over, he knew what she wanted to ask. But for him, that past is over, and there is no need to mention it again. Besides, even if he explained everything about the year clearly, it would not do him any good.

In the end, Lin Qingqing and Ou Yuanlan reconciled. But about Monica, they all tacitly stopped mentioning it.

It's really not because Lin Qingqing doesn't have curiosity, but because her curiosity is too heavy, so heavy that she can't grasp this degree. Monica's mere appearance this time was enough to disturb their otherwise happy life, and if she really asked what was going on, she was afraid that this peace would be completely broken.

The moonlight at night was really thin and cool, and it came in coldly through the floor-to-ceiling window, sprinkled on the side face of the sleeping Ou Yuanlan.

By the moonlight, Lin Qingqing stared at his side face, unwilling to look away. He is really good-looking, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a good silhouette.

But unlike Xiao Xianrou, Ou Yuanlan's face was deep and gloomy. Lin Qingqing has been thinking, what has he been like for many years? Is it a boy who is as clean as water, or a stubborn and rebellious little boy?

However, she had no way of knowing all this, and the only thing she knew was what Ou Yuanlan was willing to tell her. On that icy night, he hugged her and told her about the past all night.

Maybe it's because of his natural possessiveness, whenever he thinks that Ou Yuanlan once belonged to another woman, Lin Qingqing's heart feels like someone has been torn apart, and he always feels that something is missing.

Every time he thought that the woman who once owned Ou Yuanlan was Monica, Lin Qingqing felt even more uncomfortable. If that person was just an ordinary woman, or an averagely good-looking woman, she might not have such a strong sense of crisis and inferiority. But the object is such a stunning woman, she really has to be afraid.

She rolled over, trying to sleep comfortably. Her body rubbed against the cotton sheets and made a rustling sound, and she moved slowly, for fear of waking Ou Yuanlan up.

In fact, like her, Ou Yuanlan didn't fall asleep at all. As smart as he was, how could he not know that Lin Qingqing's gaze was falling on his face?

However, he did not open his eyes, or even remained motionless, creating the illusion that he was asleep. No matter how awesome a person is, there will be a past that he does not want to face. For Ou Yuanlan, Monica is the past.

With his wisdom, how could he not know why Lin Qingqing couldn't sleep. But there are some things that he really can't think of any solution except to let it disappear in the flood of time. Even during the day, he can come up with three different solutions to the same crisis.

This night passed peacefully, and after a week, Lin Qingqing was finally not alone. Although her heart was still empty, the person in her sights was back.

"You go to work, I'll go to the prenatal checkup by myself, I can do it alone." Faced with Ou Yuanlan's proposal, Lin Qingqing shook his head and refused.

In the past, she was afraid of delaying Ou Yuanlan's work, so she always refused him to accompany her for prenatal checkups. But now, she just wants to be independent.

After this incident, she suddenly realized that before she knew it, Ou Yuanlan had infiltrated her entire life. Every day without him, she lives like a year.

So from now on, she decided to make herself independent, or at least not so dependent on this person. Excessive dependence will not only make her insecure, but it will also destroy her completely.

In the end, Ou Yuanlan no longer insisted. "Okay." He replied with a faint word, then stood up from the table. "I'm going to the company." After throwing down the faint five words, his gaze fell on Lin Qingqing's face.

Lin Qingqing nodded. "Drive carefully." She squeezed out a smile and said.

The husband and wife are loving and harmonious, and they look happy. Lin Qingqing smiled and smiled, only feeling bitter. Only she knows that some cracks, once they are created, will grow bigger and bigger, and it is impossible to expect to repair them.

Now she and Ou Yuanlan seem to be reconciled, but in fact, some things have changed invisibly. She could feel that both of them were so careful to avoid the topic of Monica that they didn't even mention the phonetic characters of the three words.

Looking at the empty room, Lin Qingqing let out a long breath. I really don't know how many days she can last, she thinks a little sadly.

It would be nice if Xu Yanran and Jiang Nuan were in this city, at least she could have someone to talk to. Now she has to keep everything in her heart, and over time, she will always feel out of breath.

Taking the mobile phone on the side, she decided to send a message to Jiang Nuan and ask her about her recent situation. After returning home from S City, she seemed to have disappeared from the circle of friends, and she didn't change a single news.

However, before the simple words could be edited, a call immediately appeared on the screen. Looking at the familiar phone number, Lin Qingqing was a little overwhelmed.