Ouyang Jing's body trembled in this comfortable summer breeze, as if trapped in a transparent ice cellar, seeing the sun like fire, but touching it was as cold as frost, just like that sentence, like people drinking water and knowing that they are warm and cold.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ouyang Jing's heart became darker and darker with the night, more and more heavy, more and more cold, black without light, sinking without bottom, cold as a cold pool.

Ouyang Jing looked up, and walked to the restaurant where he and her had dinner for the first time, she involuntarily walked in, the manager read countless people and naturally practiced the ability to never forget, and recognized Ouyang Jing at a glance, it seemed that he was not very happy, and it was better to serve carefully.

He personally took Ouyang Jing to sit in Song Yuming's special box, and enthusiastically recommended a few dishes, Ouyang Jing only added a bottle of red wine in addition to the dishes recommended by the manager. The manager saw that she didn't want to talk much, and she looked depressed, so she didn't dare to disturb anymore, and ordered a few clever people to wait at the door.

The scene of her and Song Yuming eating here for the first time kept flashing in her mind like a movie, but her heart was like the heart of a thousand ants, and her bones were painful.

Ouyang Jing poured herself a glass of wine and drank it in one go. She rarely drinks alcohol, let alone a lot of alcohol, and she drinks stuffy wine like this, and she already feels dizzy after a few glasses of wine, and she drank most of the food without eating a few sips of wine.

Ouyang Jing drank cup after cup to herself, feeling that at this time, there was nothing better than wine, until she drank all the two bottles of wine, she still felt unfinished.

Ouyang Jing is introverted and reserved by nature, even when she is drunk, she is subtle, unlike others, who go crazy with alcohol by being in a bad mood.

"Someone, go get another bottle of wine!" Maybe he drank wine, spoke slower than usual, and his voice was low, but he still showed a little sadness.

"Mrs. Song, you drank too much. Can't drink anymore. The waiter carefully supported Ouyang Jing, for fear that one would accidentally fall her down, then she couldn't afford it, but the manager said, serve the young lady well, raise the salary, serve it badly, where to stay cool.

"I, I'm fine, go get it." There was a bit of command in it, but her voice was soft and soft, but it didn't make people feel annoying, she felt that there were many figures shaking in front of her, "Why are there so many people, you all go out, I want to stay alone." After speaking, she sat back in her position, the waiter looked at her and was obviously drunk, and her heart became more and more panicked, why didn't Mr. Song come, didn't the manager call, Mrs. Song was already drunk like this, but she didn't want to really lose her job for this.

Song Yuming hurried over when she received the call, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw her supporting her head with one hand, half-lying on the table, and waving her hand to let the waiter retreat.

He frowned, and was about to help her up when he saw her turn around, "Why did you come here now, so slowly, I've been waiting so long." Song Yuming was overjoyed, thinking that she was blaming him, she hadn't said a word to him for a long time, and she didn't even bother to look at him, but she didn't want to, she continued, "It's really unreasonable to take a wine and swallow it slowly!" "The red fluttering face, the eyes are blurred, the posture is lazy, and there is a little more enchanting that is not usually there.

When Ouyang Jing saw the person coming, she felt that the figure was very familiar, a bit like Song Yuming, tilted her head and looked at it for a long time, thought for a long time, and whispered, "How could it be him, he must be accompanying her?" How could I be here at this time, I was really dazzled. ”

Song Yuming listened word for word, watching her eyes flow freely, and thousands of feelings flowed in it, affectionate, guilty, cherished, and helpless·····

"Ah Jing, I am, I'm Yuming, I'm here to take you home." Song Yuming leaned down, his voice low and hoarse.

Ouyang Jing stood up, walked staggeringly, turned his head and looked at his chin with his fingers for a long time, smiled slightly, very charming, "No, you are not, he doesn't have time to come here." Ouyang Jing shook her head very seriously, and the indescribable disappointment was in it.

"Ah Jing, it's really me, it's really me, you're drunk, let's go home!" Song Yuming also stood up and supported Ouyang Jing's swaying body.

Ouyang Jing looked at it for a long time, as if it was really him, "You, don't call me Ah Jing, you don't deserve ······" Ouyang Jing repeated the last sentence in a bit of a daze.

"Stay away from me, go away······ Don't touch me with the hand that held her, dirty! ”

Ouyang Jing spoke very slowly, every word, every sentence slammed his heart, wave after wave of pain came one after another, he didn't expect to cause her so much damage.

Song Yuming hugged Ouyang Jing, Ouyang Jing looked at his face a little confused, "Song Yuming, aren't you accompanying her?" Ouyang Jing's voice was thick nasal.

Song Yuming was a little puzzled when he heard her words, accompany her? Who is she, he didn't have time to think, but he listened to Ouyang Jing complain unconsciously, "Song Yuming, how can you treat me like this, obviously you don't love me, why do you pretend to be so good to me, why do you want to marry me, why do you want to treat me like this after marrying me, why do you want me to know that you don't love me······"

Ouyang Jing's little face was red because of the wine, and when she said this, she sobbed silently, and even rubbed her tears and snot on Song Yuming's expensive suit regardless of her image.

"Why did you do this, why did you let me know after I fell in love with you······" She rubbed hard into his arms again, a little disregarding her image, and judging the two of them as usual.

Song Yuming was already moving around in his arms because of her, his small mouth chattered in his ear, the hot breath sprinkled in his ears, the red lips were extremely tempting, and his whole body was already restless, he would socialize outside, but when facing Ouyang Jing, he couldn't help but lose control, and then with Miaomiao, I don't know when she started, she became more and more cold to him.

"I'm tired, Song Yuming, I don't want to love anymore, love someone, I'm so tired!"

He lowered his head and kissed his longing red lips fiercely, and said domineeringly, "Don't don't love, I don't allow it!" Originally, this kiss was to punish her for saying that she didn't love her, but as soon as he touched her lips, he missed her deeply like a flood, out of control, unable to control himself, he hadn't hugged her well for half a year, hadn't kissed her well, he just wanted to love her well now。。。。。

The manager looked at Song Yuming, who was carrying Ouyang Jing out, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, nothing went wrong, and their jobs were finally saved.

"Xiao Li, drive!" Ouyang Jing fell softly into his arms, with a grudge on his face, there were still undried tears on his face, the pear blossoms brought rain, which was distressing, and Song Yuming was very distressed.

When she was in pain, his heart was in the same pain, what was wrong with all this, they loved each other but would become like this?

"Dad, what's wrong with Mommy?" Miaomiao saw that Ouyang Jing was picked up by Song Yuming, thinking that her mother was sick.

"Mom was just drunk and fine. Daddy sends Mom back to the room first! ”

"Dad, did you upset Mom?" Song Mingzhu followed Song Yuming into Ouyang Jing's bedroom, Song Yuming's movements froze for a moment, "It's Dad who did something wrong, but Dad will work hard to correct his mistakes in the future!" ”

"Dad, are you going to have a new aunt soon, and my mother and I are going to move out, is that right?"

"New aunt?"

"Yes, the kindergarten kids say that, but I don't want my mom and dad to be separated!"

Song Yuming frowned, squatted down and talked to his daughter, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad will not be separated, and Dad will try to be a good father in the future." Won't make your mom sad! ”

"Really?" Song Mingzhu stretched out a finger, "That hook, dad has to talk and count, don't let my mother cry anymore, I have seen my mother crying in the room several times!" ”

After Song Yuming asked her aunt to take Song Mingzhu back to the room, she sat in Ouyang Jing's room for a long time, she knew that Ouyang Jing had been extremely disgusted with him recently, but he didn't want to take advantage of people's danger, so he just lay down next to him, but did nothing.

Ouyang Jing woke up in the morning and saw that she was in bed at home, her clothes had changed, and the pillow next to her obviously had traces of sleeping.

When he was trying to recall, Song Mingzhu pushed the door in, and threw himself into Ouyang Jing's arms like a little angel, "Mom, do you forgive Dad, Dad said that he knew he was wrong, and he would be a good dad in the future!" ”

Ouyang Jing touched her daughter's head, "Who taught you to say these words!" ”

"No one teaches, Mom, I don't want you to be separated from Dad!" The children who grew up in this kind of family are particularly precocious, and Song Mingzhu, who is only five years old, has already seen that something is wrong with his parents.

"Mom, it's okay for you to forgive Dad once, just once, if Dad makes Mom cry again, then Miaomiao will leave with Mom and ignore Dad again, okay?"

Ouyang Jing's eyes turned red all of a sudden, her voice was choked and she couldn't speak for a long time, Song Yuming, who was standing at the door, heard the conversation between mother and daughter, and she didn't push the door, she didn't push it, and she stood at the door a little embarrassed.

finally walked in, walked up to Ouyang Jing and said, "I'm sorry! His magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Wife, I was wrong, forgive me, I won't in the future." The tears in Ouyang Jing's eyes came out all of a sudden, just blindly suppressing her crying, how long had she been waiting for him to say sorry, all the grievances and pain broke out in an instant after hearing this sorry, and the tears were like a flood.

Song Yuming was panicked, thinking that she was still angry, and said sorry sentence by sentence, Song Yuming held his daughter in one hand and Ouyang Jing in the other, feeling that he was a bastard, even his daughter could see her sadness, and he didn't find out until now.

He never knew that she had left so many tears for him, and these tears were all because of love, deep love.

"Ah Jing, I was wrong during this time, you forgive me, I will never be like this again. I swear, Ah Jing, believe me, give me another chance, wife. ”

"Mom, can you forgive Dad once?" Song Mingzhu held her mother with one hand and her father with the other, and put their hands together.

Ouyang Jing looked at her daughter's immature little face, and then looked at Song Yuming, did he say that he loved her really? Could it be another gentle lie, should she forgive him, what should she do, what should she do, leave him?

Miao Miao is still so young, will not having a father have an impact on her future life?

Children growing up in single-parent families. Always extra melancholy, even now, Miaomiao is more sensitive and sensible than children of the same age.

Besides, she has been waiting for so long, isn't she subconsciously waiting for him to turn back? Forgiving him is also giving yourself a chance to be born again, maybe forgiving a person is not as difficult as imagined.

"Ah Jing, I love you, I've always loved you." What made Ouyang Jing feel powerless was that Song Yuming could be so prickly every time, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating to say these fleshy love words, but for Ouyang Jing at this time, it was undoubtedly the most useful, she gently leaned her head into his arms, and said in a voice that couldn't be lowered, "I forgive you!" Such a fluttering sentence seemed to exhaust the strength of the whole body, but the heart was painfully entangled.

Yuming, I only give you this last chance, I hope you will never fail me again, because I love you so much that I can forgive you for such a betrayal.

In the past two days, Song Yuming did not go to work and stayed at home to accompany Ouyang Jing, personally picking up Miaomiao to kindergarten, they seem to have returned to the original sweetness, ear and sideburns, tenderness and sweetness, the study is the place where the two of them stay for the longest time, Ouyang Jing likes to stay here, of course Song Yuming will accompany her every step of the way.

He didn't open his mouth to explain Sun Qingqing's matter again, of course Ouyang Jing wouldn't mention it, Sun Qingqing seemed to have become Ouyang Jing's taboo, of course Song Yuming wouldn't be stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke Ouyang Jing to be angry, wasn't the last time they quarreled because of Sun Qingqing's matter? Forget it, as long as she forgives him, everything else doesn't matter.

Ouyang Jing stood in front of the bookcase for a long time before he picked up the pen and wrote: The years are quiet, but the sky is old. Song Yuming never knew that Ouyang Jing actually wrote such a beautiful calligraphy.

Nowadays, people write very little, let alone brush words, Ouyang Jing's characters are written like floating clouds, gentle and delicate, the years are quiet, and the sky is old.

Is she expecting him to promise her a lifetime? Song Yuming finally knew that a person as cold as Ouyang Jing rarely took the initiative to express his love, but once he fell in love, he was really old.

Ouyang Jing broke away from his embrace. The little hand held his hand, and the other hand put the brush in his hand, Song Yuming knew that this was to make him pay.

Song Yuming asked herself if she was a business wizard, but she really couldn't write this calligraphy, but she didn't expect her little hand to hold his hand, and write on the paper one by one: Ouyang Jing, Song Yuming, the word "year, month, and day" has changed its face again, and it is natural and pretentious. His heart was also indescribably shocked and joyful.

Looking sideways at her peaceful and calm expression, her thick eyelashes, the peace and throbbing in her heart are intertwined, but in the end, she hugged her tightly from behind, and kissed her earlobes and neck affectionately, as if she could never kiss enough. Ouyang Jing didn't break away, let him hold him, and was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but fall down one by one, hitting the paper·····

She is so cautious and trembling to maintain their love, he is now like this to her as before, she is happy but also distressed, she is really afraid that such a day is just a dream and not a real dream, just a mirage, a flash in the pan.

Song Yuming found that Ouyang Jing became more and more crying after they reconciled, and she couldn't stop crying, but she was like this, but it made him feel more distressed, turned her body, covered her lips tightly, and branded it only for his life, and never gave up.

Song Yuming came back very early during this time, although it was already autumn, but the summer that refused to leave was still releasing his last trace of residual warmth, a greasy and stuffy heat.

Ouyang Jing was reluctant to go out, as if Ouyang Jing didn't like to go out even more since they reconciled, so that her skin was pale and didn't see sunlight all day.

Even newspapers and TV are very good, Song Yuming will tell her some anecdotes, Ouyang quietly leaned on his body and listened carefully, and did not interject.

Those who know her know that she doesn't really like to talk except when she is working, she just listens carefully with a faint smile, and this way of getting along is also full of warmth from outsiders.

Ouyang Jing hasn't received those couriers for a while, it seems that he really changed his mind and realized that he had lost his way.

Thinking of this, Ouyang smiled quietly, indifferently fresh and charming, it seemed that her choice was right.

Mother Liu looked at the two people who had recently reconciled and was also relieved, finally reconciled, everything was over, although she didn't play any role, but she could finally give the old lady a good news, her old man would definitely be happy to know, you know, in this family, only the old lady really feels sorry for this granddaughter-in-law.

Everything seems to have really returned to the past, the beauty is still the same, but why is she still heartbroken, her heart is extremely contradictory, although she said to forgive him, they no longer have a cold war, and she is no longer sharp, but those photos, as long as she thinks of those piercing smiles, her heart is entangled like suffocating pain.

She hates her own insincerity and insincerity, but she really can't control it, she can't help but think about it, can't help but care, can't help but want to vent.

But she also knew clearly that she couldn't do that, that would only push him farther away, and would only make him leave her faster.

She was even more afraid that it was all just a gorgeous illusion, and she seemed to be able to imagine the desolation of the end. Is he making amends now, is he sincerely repenting, or is he acting, she really doesn't know him more and more, how can he do all this, all those sweet words and vows are all at his fingertips?

But his eyes, that kind of scorching love eyes, are they also disguised? She was confused, really confused. She wanted to believe him, but she couldn't help but think of it, and there were many contradictions.

However, she loves him, and she is still willing to endure his former lies and his deception, and accompany him to act in this drama that does not know when the curtain will end.

She smiled, a little sadly. Once there is a crack between the heart, even if it is good, there is such a big scar between the two people, reminding them of the pain that has occurred between them, and I am afraid that they will never be able to go back to the past.

But despite this, she still wanted to give him almost, she didn't want to lose him, and she didn't want Miao Miao to be sad.

It is undeniable that he spoils her more than before, a kind of spoiling for no reason, regardless of right and wrong, the two of them get along so carefully, and they deliberately do not mention that period of the past, but there is more of a taste of respect, too polite, although it seems to be warm, but there is always a lack of sweetness.

Song Yuming tried her best to make up for the pain caused to her by her absurdity and Sun Qingqing's affairs some time ago, she also understood that he was really trying to repair the rift between them, chatting with her, eating with her, reading with her, she knew that he was very busy, and she was also very distressed to see that he was sometimes exhausted and exhausted, after all, she still loved him and wanted to protect the lifelong dream in their hearts.

It was the best thought in her heart. But she knew that she really couldn't force herself to act as if nothing had happened in such a short period of time. She could forgive him, she could continue to pretend on the surface as if nothing happened, but her heart. The wound in her heart can only heal slowly, slowly scab over, and slowly forget, she has really worked hard.

"Qingqing, aren't those photos sent?" Lu Zeng didn't understand, why didn't Sun Qingqing let him express those photos anymore, did she want to open it and plan to give up?

"Do things with a long brain, and send it a few times to make her suspicious, just create some contradictions, so that it has been sent endlessly, as if it is fake, give them a chance to survive, and let them all be reconciled when they are self-righteous and reconciled. Give them the most fatal blow again, I don't believe that Ouyang Jing can continue to forgive him.

A woman, especially a proud woman like Ouyang Jing, I really don't believe that she will forgive a man who betrays her again and again, I just want her to completely die and leave completely, but the time is not yet, I want to see how long she can endure it. ”

Sun Qingqing smiled with determination, she knew these two people very well.

She has been waiting for five years, and she doesn't want to wait any longer, how many five years can a woman have.

Ouyang Jing stayed at home all day long, but she didn't know that autumn was about to pass, in late autumn, the wind was already very cold, she felt a little cold when she stood in the yard in a thick sweater, she didn't like to fiddle with some flowers and plants before, she felt that they were too delicate and difficult to feed.

Now, maybe the mood is different, or she is too leisurely, but she is beginning to like all kinds of potted plants, some of which are planted in the small flower garden that Song Yuming made for her.

She stays at home like this, and even rarely goes to the yard, he is very worried, it is rare that she has something she likes now, and she is willing to go out of the house, Song Yuming is happy, and it took two days to personally rearrange the previous flower garden and transplant many flowers and plants that Ouyang Jing likes.

Ouyang Jing also found something to pass the time, there would always be an hour or two to stay there every day, although she still didn't go out, but it was much better than before.

Love is meant to be tolerant and patient, and since she loves, she must love with her heart.

Ouyang Jing figured it out, because Miaomiao's face had a lot more smile than before, and she would also be coquettish on Song Yuming, looking at the warm picture of their father and daughter getting along, Ouyang Jing felt that it was worth it to do all this.

Song Yuming went to the company the next day, Ouyang Jing made an exception and stood at the door and waved goodbye to her, this was the first time she took the initiative to send him to work after experiencing so much, Song Yuming was very surprised, how long has she not sent him to work like this, those little happiness came back little by little, she really let it go.

Song Yuming was reluctant, drove the car very slowly, kept looking at her small figure from the rearview mirror, and finally couldn't help it, parked, got out of the car, ran to her, imprinted a kiss on his forehead and said, "Wait at home for my husband to come back." Then he got back into the car. Drive, gradually accelerate, and leave.

Happiness that was once off the rails is back on track after being rebuilt.

Ouyang Jing went upstairs and sat down at the desk, flipped out the photos that she had gradually forgotten, silently put them in a bag, and then put them in a box behind the door where some unwanted old sundries were piled up, and Liu's mother would naturally clean them up when she cleaned up the waste.

Yes, she let go, it seems that she should have let go a long time ago, time is the best healing medicine, she really doesn't care anymore, she doesn't resent anymore.

Ouyang Jing smiled slowly at the sunshine of this winter morning, Song Yuming, I forgive you, completely forgive you, from now on, let's start again, let it go away with the wind and completely dissipate!