Chapter 277: Witch Bones

Qiao Qiao looked at Shang Lu's eyes with affection very calmly.

"Are you awake?"

The last thing Shang Lu wants to see is her calm and calm.

The pain that undulated and stretched on the chest.

Even his majestic figure of 1.9 meters shows a trace of loneliness.

He politely replied, "Last night, excuse me." ”

When I woke up, my head hurt.

Like it's going to explode.

The throat is also dry, sandy and hoarse.

So much so that when he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

He probably also knew that what happened last night must have been after Qin Sen sent him here after getting drunk.

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He said politely, "It's time for me to go." ”

Qiao Qiao didn't say anything.

She walked over to the bar in the open kitchen.

Seeing Shang Lu who was about to go out, he responded lightly, "Drink some water, eat breakfast and leave." It just so happens that I have something to tell you. ”

Shang Lu stopped and did not go any further.

Qiao Qiao brought the water and porridge to the table.

Glancing at him, "Come here." ”

Shang Lu didn't want to leave in the first place.

was called by her like this, and there was a hint of happiness in my heart.

Probably she still cares about him.

That's why I boiled him a light porridge that nourished his stomach, and then soaked him in warm lemonade.

When I walked over and drank the glass of water, I felt that the dead wood was spring, and it seemed to be alive again.

Right.

It's alive again.

Without Qiao Qiao, he would be a walking corpse.

Just a glass of water from her could make his heart beat again.

Qiao Qiao made two bowls of porridge.

I went and got some light side dishes with porridge.

Take the mustard that is not spicy, and fry the dried radish with eggs, and hand it to him.

"Breakfast isn't that rich, I'll just do it."

She likes spicy food.

With the spicy shredded mustard, I drank the porridge.

After drinking the porridge, he talked to Shang Lu about business.

Shang Lu also buried his head and drank the porridge.

A bowl of ordinary sweet potato millet porridge is full of the taste of memories.

It's the smell of fireworks in the world.

It was he, the richest man in Pengcheng who stood on a high place and had power and wealth, who couldn't be bought with money.

He put down his chopsticks, "Qiao Qiao, you've had a hard time this year, right?" ”

Qiao Qiao's action of drinking porridge stopped.

I went and took two strands of mustard and swallowed the porridge into my throat.

The porridge dish, which is very refreshing on weekdays, suddenly lost its taste.

Liquid porridge is also a little difficult to swallow.

But she still responded lightly, "It's not bitter." They all survived. ”

"I'm sorry!" Shang Lu was full of apologies, "I failed your mother and daughter. ”

"It's all gone, don't mention it." Qiao Qiao seemed to be drinking porridge with her head down, but when she recalled the experience of giving birth, her heart was full of bitterness.

Shang Lu said very seriously, "Qiao Qiao, the biggest wrong thing I have ever done in my life is to give up on you and our children. I want to make it up to you, I want to get you back. ”

When she heard this, Qiao Qiao didn't react.

She finished drinking the porridge in her bowl.

Put down the bowl and raise your eyes.

Shang Lu was a little nervous.

His back tightened, "Qiao Qiao, you definitely don't want An An to grow up in a single-parent family......"

Qiao Qiao was categorical, "I was about to tell you about An An." ”

"An An, she needs her father." Shang Lu responded.

This sentence made Qiao Qiao's heart hurt fiercely.

It was probably too painful, and the face, which was still very bloody, gradually turned white.

I didn't hold my breath in my chest for a while.

Despite her efforts, she felt the air suffocated.

But she really doesn't want to pursue the past.

She finally adjusted her mentality, let go of greed, hatred and resentment, and started to live a good life again.

She didn't want to carry any more hatred.

To let go of others is also to let go of yourself.

Taking a deep breath, she said:

"Mr. Shang, I don't want to complain about you anymore."

"You insisted on beating her at the beginning, but you were too stubborn."

"I insisted on giving birth to her, but I was too stubborn."

"Now that An An has been born, we will say what we have been born in."

"Don't talk about the old things."

After a pause, he said:

"An An is a living person, she grows up little by little, and she will slowly become emotional."

"I don't want the grievances between my parents to affect her growth."

"From now on, we will live in peace."

"When we encounter An An's affairs, we each fulfill our obligations and responsibilities as parents, discuss and try not to solve it in a quarrel."

"But apart from An An's matter, I hope that I don't have any intersection with Mr. Shang."

"Since you have become an ex-husband, I hope you will always be just an ex-husband and don't talk to me about anything other than An An."

"Especially feelings!"

She deliberately accentuated the tone of the latter sentence.

Use the calmest, most sensible, and most eloquent words to tell Shang Lu her attitude.

From beginning to end, she always referred to him as Mr. Shang.

She drew the dividing line very clearly.

I don't love, I don't hate.

Shang Lu listened with pain.

The high-spirited, the powerful man who turned his hands into the rain and turned his hands into clouds in Pengcheng, his eyes were full of frustration.

Even the broad shoulders collapsed.

"Qiao Qiao, do you still love me?"

When he asked this sentence, even Shang Lu himself felt that he was a bastard and shameless.

It was he who pushed her away.

Who is he to ask that?

But he still asked brazenly.

After asking, he stared at Qiao Qiao across the table without blinking.

For fear of missing her expression and reaction.

Obviously, all her reactions are in one word: the wind is clear!

She said lightly:

"Mr. Shang, although I was not born well and am not a powerful person, I have traveled a lot, seen a lot of the world, and met a lot of people."

"Now that I'm financially independent and have a good mentality, I don't bother with love or not. I won't be entangled in being loved or not. ”

"When I love, I will cherish it and try to love."

"When I don't love, I will never drag the mud and water."

She said this with a smile.

Laughing so calmly.

This means that she really let go.

And again:

"Mr. Shang, whoever leaves can still live and live well."

"I encourage you and hope you will come out soon."

"You are an excellent national entrepreneur, you should not be trapped in this love affair."

Shang Lu has a lot to say.

But he only said one sentence, "Qiao Qiao, you are far stronger than I imagined." ”

The word strong is too heavy.

Who doesn't want to be a little woman who is coquettish and relied on?

It's just that when you have been injured too much and find that the person you love the most can say leave and leave, and you can withdraw when you say withdraw, you don't want that to rely on anymore.

The mountains will fall, and everyone will run.

In life, you are most reliable by yourself.

In the face of this sentence, she did not respond again, and the wry smile between her lips quietly disappeared.

Hanging his head, he silently went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, "An An is still downstairs, I have to go down and hug her." ”

She put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink.

Shang Lu looked at her back.

It's too slim.

It's as if you can break it with a slight grip.

I really wanted to take it into my arms, but she was close in front of him, and he was no longer qualified.

He was behind him and asked heavily, "Can I go downstairs and hug An An?" ”

"Of course." She turned around and smiled dryly.

Shang Lu felt very uncomfortable.

What is the farthest distance?

It was the one who loved him deeply, who was deeply hurt by himself.

You are not involved in the whole process of her hiding, licking the blood and healing.

In the end, she doesn't love or hate you, and you are no longer qualified to hug her when she stands in front of you so calmly and calmly......