Chapter 811: Isn't It Time to Wake Up?
The shouting from the next door continued until about two o'clock, and at three o'clock a figure quietly left the room, went down to the first floor, turned into a room, and disappeared completely.
Su Mohan walked out of the guest room and left directly, because he hadn't slept much all night, the bloodshot in his eyes and the blue and black under his eyes were a little heavier, printed on his fair skin, looking a little haggard.
Calling the driver, Su Mohan turned back to the Su family's mansion, and always leaned on the back seat to pretend to sleep all the way, and as the distance got closer and closer, he couldn't help but start worrying about how he would explain if Concubine Ye found out.
And at the other end of the Su family's mansion.
After Su Mohan left, Concubine Ye didn't force herself to sleep again, opened her eyes and stayed in the dark for a while before she got up and turned on the light to continue weaving the scarf.
The TV was playing the latest entertainment news, because it was midnight and there wasn't much to watch.
Concubine Ye didn't order the movie again, as if she turned on the TV, just to make the room not so quiet.
After more than 20 minutes, Concubine Ye slowly put down the needle and thread in her hand and stared at the entertainment news on TV and lost her mind.
There are a few candid photos on the screen, and this photo is the back of Su Mohan and Ye Ya entering and leaving the new house together, in addition, there is also a face of Ye Ya holding his arm and going to a convenience store together around the early hours of the morning, she can't see Su Mohan's expression clearly, but she can see Ye Ya smiling.
Concubine Ye stared at the screen and lost her mind until the news was completely over, then she chuckled: "Didn't you know it a long time ago?" ”
The two figures in the photo are standing together, the handsome man and the beautiful woman are also a good match, Concubine Ye suddenly felt that maybe she was really the third party, after all, the days are so long, they may not love each other.
A drop of water fell into the scarf in the dark night, and was refracted by the light in seven or eight colors, and disappeared in an instant, Concubine Ye raised her hand and gently touched her cheeks, and found that her cheeks were wet, and she couldn't help laughing at herself.
It turned out that she was in tears again...
It's ridiculous that she didn't even notice it, thinking about it now, she is becoming more and more useless, as if she can't do anything but cry.
Concubine Ye picked up a wedding photo placed at the head of the bed, the photo was taken on the day they first arrived on the island, the two of them sat on the beach, when she leaned on his shoulder and looked into the distance with him, the sea breeze blew her long hair, and his eyes carried an inexplicable sadness.
Gently stroking herself and Su Mohan in the photo, Concubine Ye said softly: "Shouldn't I wake up, I've been in pain, I've made trouble, shouldn't I continue to deceive myself?" ”
Concubine Ye sat on the bed and looked at the photos for a long time, and it was not until half past one in the morning that she turned off the TV, put away the needle and thread, and prepared to sleep.
She didn't want to embarrass herself anymore, since she knew that if she listened, she would be sad and sad when she saw it, so she simply didn't listen, didn't ask, didn't listen, didn't look, after all, now she is not only herself, but also the child in her belly.
Su Mohan still returned to bed at about five o'clock, but at about seven o'clock, he turned over and wanted to hold Concubine Ye into his arms, but his hands were empty, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the bed next to him was empty, and suddenly he broke out in a cold sweat and lost the slightest sleep.
"Madame!"
Not even bothering to wear a shirt, Su Mohan pushed open the door shirtless and asked a few servants in a deep voice, staring at them with inexplicable trepidation.