Jing Yan has recently suffered from insomnia and headaches.

Tossing and turning every day until late at night and still not sleeping. After taking two sleeping pills, I finally closed my eyes, and I always felt like I was out of my body in the drowsiness.

While floating, he saw Shen Ruochu curled up on the bed with a sweaty head, his face was pale and his expression was painful. Blood flowed down her legs, quickly staining red.

She looked up at him with a pair of tearful eyes, full of begging and helplessness.

"Jing Yan, I'm afraid ......"

"Jing Yan, you save the child, save the child......"

Jing Yan ...... Jing Yan ......"

He anxiously wanted to go over and hug her, but suddenly met a small resistance on his leg. He paused to see a little baby covered in blood lying on his calf.

It's too late to be shocked or scared,

"Dad, why didn't you save me?!"

Jing Yan opened his eyes suddenly.

With a splitting headache, he stared at the pitch-black ceiling panting, only to hear his heart beating like a drum in his ears.

Reached out from the bedside table, touched the phone, lit it up, and glanced at the time...... It was exactly 3 o'clock in the morning.

He rolled over and moved, feeling a heaviness in his legs.

Looking at it by the faint light of the mobile phone, the big white dog didn't know when to sneak into the bedroom and jumped on the bed. A large white and fluffy mass, lying on his lap with his head tilted at the moment, sleeping soundly.

Jing Yan frowned.

In the end, for the sake of its sleeping appearance being very similar to that of a certain person, it magnanimously did not kick the big white dog directly to the ground. Instead, he brought it to the other side of the bed along with the quilt.

There were two unopened cigarettes in the bedside table.

Jing Yan tore open the package and pulled one out, holding it between her lips and lighting it.

Red dots of light shimmer in the darkness. After taking two hard breaths, he felt that his headache was relieved a lot, and he walked to the bed on the floor and pulled open the heavy curtains.

The moonlight is fine tonight.

It's just that the bright white light shines through the glass into the room, adding a bit of coldness to the whiteness.

Jing Yan remembered half a month ago, that is, the morning of the second day after Mrs. Shen's birthday.

He sent Shen Ruochu to the downstairs of her apartment, but she didn't get out of the car and leave in a hurry as before. He just sat there in silence, staring out through the windshield somewhere, his eyes a little wandering.

On the way back to her, she has been in this absent-minded state.

"Ruochu ......" He just called out to her, and she spoke softly......

"Jing Yan, thank you for sending me back."

"You're welcome."

She was silent again.

And his heart moved, and he felt that something was wrong. But I can't say what's wrong.

After about ten seconds, she laughed softly, "Jing Yan, this year's Spring Festival is early, and there is probably more than a month." After the Spring Festival, I will tell my parents about our divorce. ”

For a moment, he didn't realize what she was saying. Then he heard himself say to her in a voice that was too calm to be calm: "That's your decision, don't tell me." ”

"I beg you, please don't appear in front of my parents as my husband from now on. I'm going to infiltrate them slowly, or I'm afraid it's coming too suddenly......"

"Okay." He interrupted her for the rest of the conversation. He felt his heart crumple and tremble uncontrollably. It's like soaking in ice water for thirty-nine days.

"Thank you." She finally turned her head to look at him, her expression was indifferent and tired, "Jing Yan, don't contact him from now on, be the right stranger." Good bye. When the words fell, the man had already pushed the car door and left without hesitation.

The cigarette burned out and burned his fingers.

Jing Yan came back to his senses, unhurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and took out another one from the cigarette case. The lighter was not handy, and he turned to get it, just in front of a pair of eyes. It's round, and it's glowing green.

The big white dog didn't know when it woke up.

After staring at his master for a few seconds, he got up and jumped off the ground with a "whoosh", snuggling up to his footsteps. didn't forget to rub his head on Jing Yan's leg flatteringly.

Jing Yan stood still and didn't move.

After staring down at it for a while, he slowly crouched down and toyed with its furry head for the first time.

The big white dog was flattered, and quickly raised his head cooperatively, squinting his eyes and rubbing on his hand.

"Heh......" he chuckled at its flattering appearance, "I really don't know how this dogleg looks, who of you two can learn ......" Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh.

The big white dog seemed to sense that the owner's mood was suddenly low, and he hummed twice and honestly lowered his head and fell back to the ground.

Jing Yan no longer had the heart to tease it. I got up and lit a cigarette, looking at the night outside through the smoke, and my eyes gradually became wet.

She said that she dreamed of the child again, and her heart hurt as if she was going to die.

He didn't have a heartache. Even though it came by mistake, even though it had made him so unexpected. But in the end, it's his flesh and blood. Its body was bleeding half of his blood, and in the future it would have the same surname as his, and he began to think of its name even from the moment he knew it was coming. No matter whether it is a boy or a girl, he will hurt it to the heart.

But in the end, he didn't come to this world to take a look, and he couldn't call him Daddy. He didn't even manage to give it its last ride.

When he got the news and hurried back from the United States, it was already the third day after the incident.

When he entered the ward that day, he saw her asleep.

The thin quilt of the hospital was covered to the chest. His lower abdomen, which had been slightly bulging before leaving, had flattened. The face is big with a palm, white and without any blood.

After losing that child, Shen Ruochu was very depressed for a while.

He thought she was going to cry with him. Because he was almost certain that she heard Jiang Xinyue's shout.

But she didn't seem to know anything. No suspicions, no accusations. She was just a person who was quietly sad and quietly wept.

In fact, he wanted her to question himself more so that he could explain it to her.

Many times, he wanted to take the initiative to speak to her. But when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start.

What's the use of knowing where to start?!

Shen Ruochu's accusation was nearly 3 years late.

However, three years later, he can still only say "I'm sorry" to her.

Back then, he went to the United States for business, not for Jiang Xinyue.

But at least there is one point, what Shen Ruochu said is not wrong...... He was her husband after all. And when she was most painful and helpless, he didn't stay by her side after all, but stayed by another woman's side.

When the sky was slightly bright, the cell phone at the bedside rang.

The call was from Qi Yang. At the moment, others are in the United States, and Ande is noisy and dreamy. It's a pity that some people haven't slept for half the night.

"Is there something wrong?" He smoked too much, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"I'll go back the day after tomorrow. Recently, I have been more idle, so do you want to get together in the New Year? ”

"I'll think about it."

"Think about yarn! Anyway, you're also a person this year, so there's nothing to think about. ”

Jing Yan was silent.

"Lao Zhao's Proud Snow Villa opened for the New Year. He treats him, soaks in the hot springs, does he go? ”

"Okay. We'll talk about it when you get back. Without waiting for someone over there to say anything, he hung up the phone.

Jing Yan held the phone, looked up at the morning light that was slightly dewed in the sky, and sighed heavily...... Yes, there's still a week to go before the New Year's Eve. But this year, he's alone again!

…………

Shen Ruochu has been frantically submitting resumes and looking for jobs on the Internet in the past few days.

It seems that it is the end of the year, and several companies will recruit workers at this time. And if you insist on the year-end bonus for another month, no employee will choose to leave suddenly at this time.

But fortunately, she is not short of money for the time being, and if she can't do it, she can still swipe Shen Xingzhi's supplementary card.

Shen Ruochu is a typical engineering woman.

I think that she could also be called the first master of the computer department of B University back then, and the seniors who brushed the questions were willing to bow down and be confused. Even if he hasn't become a top hacker now, he is somewhat famous in the circle of B City.

After marrying Jing Yan, she didn't go out to find a company to work seriously, she was idle and bored, and took on some well-paid private jobs.

If you don't open for a few years, you can eat for a few years when you open. That's what she said.

So she rushed to find a job here, and it was purely idle egg pain.

Shen Ruochu brewed a cup of coffee at more than 5 o'clock in the morning, and while nibbling on bread, he submitted his resume to various companies on the Internet. It doesn't matter whether the professional position is right or not, everything that is almost the same has been voted for.

The bread is finished, and the harassment is almost over. As soon as the page is leveled, open the game and start brushing the dungeon and fight the boss.

When the game was at its highest, the mobile phone thrown on the bed rang.

Shen Ruochu sat in front of the computer desk and glanced at it distractedly, but he didn't move, just let it call endlessly. It wasn't until the big boss was completely PK off and then saved the file, and then slowly and leisurely went to the bed and picked up the phone.

There were a total of 3 missed calls.

The first one is an unfamiliar number, and the last two are Tan Jiahui's.

She ignored the unfamiliar number, and Shen Ruochu called Tan Jiahui's number back to him.

The call was almost instantaneous, and she didn't even react to it quickly.

"Just getting up? Am I arguing with you? ”

"No, I'd have gotten up a long time ago."

"You're too early!" Tan Jiahui was a little surprised, "It's only less than 8 o'clock now, you won't get up at 5 o'clock, right?" ”

"Almost."

"I went to another place some time ago, and I didn't bless my aunt on her birthday, don't you mind."

"It's not an 80th birthday, you're too polite." Shen Ruochu was polite, but he thought in his heart...... Good you didn't go! That scene, if you had gone, I would have really hit my head on the wall and would have been killed.

"Are you looking for me?"

Tan Jiahui laughed, "I can't look for you if it's okay?" ”

Shen Ruochu pursed his lips and didn't speak.

"I heard Xingzhi tell me yesterday that Uncle Shen took his aunt out on vacation. So I want to ask you, how are you going to spend the New Year? ”