"Husband, go with your heart, relax your body, and you won't feel bad anymore." Fang Xueyan tempted him, just wanting him to sink for himself, "The more you resist, the more uncomfortable it becomes, you need me." And I need you too, husband, stop pushing yourself like this. ”

Tan Xiyue's hand ran naturally along her shoulders, and he clasped her chin, hiding the fire burning in his chest: "You lie, I'm uncomfortable......"

This is more effective than taking his kind of medicine, and now she has no way back but to let it go.

In fact, there was no problem with that bowl of soup, but after he drank that bowl of soup and smelled the perfume on her body, he had a chemical reaction, as if he had been drugged, the inner emptiness would be magnified, and his body would be uncontrollable and shouting.

"Decanting soup." Fang Xueyan said calmly, but she was happy because Tan Xiyue was a little unable to control her appearance now.

"What did you give you and what did I eat?" Tan Xiyue's hands pressed her shoulders.

That bowl of decanting soup......

Tan Xiyue only felt that his head hurt even more, and his body and soul were undergoing double torment. His reason made him get up, but his body was closer to Fang Xueyan. Closing his eyes tightly, drunkenness also made it difficult for him.

No, not only that, he wanted to kiss her, touch her...... It's not himself.

Tan Xiyue's face was buried in her neck socket, and she smelled the perfume. He felt his body react unusually. The body temperature begins to rise gradually, and there is also a boiling of excitatory factors in the blood. His mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but want to hug Fang Xueyan.

Tan Xiyue was a little unstable under his feet because of his drunkenness, Fang Xueyan struggled to help, and as soon as they arrived at the bedside, the two fell down on the soft big bed together. Fang Xueyan was crushed by him.

Now she is very gentle and considerate, and she is also very cautious, if she wants to return to Tan Xiyue's side, she can only treat herself completely as Fu Xiangwan, and learn from her and imitate her. If she can live the life she wants, it would be good to be a stand-in for someone else's life.

She stepped forward and helped Tan Xiyue: "Be careful." ”

After a while, Tan Xiyue came out, wearing a nightgown, his black hair dripping with water droplets, dripping on his half-open chest, flowing along the lines of the texture, and the sexy appearance made people's eyes light up. Fu Xiangwan looked at Tan Xiyue like this, and his heartbeat was accelerating.

She smelled herself, it tasted good, elegant and fragrant, in line with Fu Xiangwan's taste.

Tan Xiyue felt warm, and his evening was still so considerate and gentle. He smiled softly, then went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and began to shower. And Fang Xueyan, who had already taken a bath, was already tidying herself up in the mirror, she picked up the perfume and sprayed it a little, smearing it on the back of her neck and the arteries in her wrists.

Tan Xiyue let her help her up and walked to the bathroom: "Go ahead, I'll prepare all the clothes and bath towels for you." ”

"It's been a busy day today, and you're tired, right? Let's go, I'll help you take a shower and rest. Get some sleep and you'll be refreshed tomorrow. Fang Xueyan held his arm, her eyes glanced at the bottle of wine, "Drinking will only hurt your body and mind." ”

Tan Xiyue looked at the bowl of soup, took it, and drank it. He wasn't feeling well, and he just wanted to be relieved as soon as possible.

"Come, drink this bowl of decanting soup." Fang Xueyan also got up, sat beside him, picked up the bowl of soup on the coffee table, and sent it to Tan Xiyue.

"I'm much better." Tan Xiyue he drank too much today, and he felt a little drunk.

"Are you feeling better?" Fang Xueyan felt him let go of her.

Fang Xueyan reached out and caressed his back, his arms gradually tightened, as if he was afraid that she would escape, and imprisoned her in his arms. The two of them hugged each other quietly, and time passed unconsciously.

Tan Xiyue stretched out his hand to support the sofa and sat up, hooked his long arms, pulled Fang Xueyan up, and hugged him in his arms, he took a deep breath, smelled her greedily, and the catalysis of alcohol on him, now he is a little hovering on the edge of reality and fantasy, and he can't tell whether the person he is holding in his arms is in a dream or real. But it was true that he thought so much, and his heart that missed her could no longer support it. He will also be lonely and hurt, and he will want to lean on her shoulder and talk about the grievances he has endured.

"I'm back, and I'll never leave you again." Fang Xueyan smiled, rubbed it for him, and relieved his discomfort.

Tan Xiyue opened his intoxicated eyes, his deep eyes were no longer clear, and there was a trace of confusion floating above his pupils. He saw the woman in front of him, his thin lips hooked, and his long fingers lifted her chin: "Wanwan, are you back?" Coming back to me? You're never going to go again, are you? ”

"Husband, I'm here." The voice of the reply was warm and soft, and the soul of the person who heard it was crisp.

"Late and ......" Tan Xiyue came up with wine, and spit out the name lightly between his thin lips, which made him haunted by dreams.

In the past, when he had a headache from drinking, she would sit down and let his head rest on her lap, and she would rub it for him. She studied medicine, but it was especially for her that she learned this technique. He wanted to be late, to fill her empty shell.

Tan Xiyue lay on his back on the sofa, one long leg stretched out, the other bent, he raised his hand and put it on his eyebrows, the shadow of his arm hitting his face, blurring his face. In a trance, he felt a pair of slender jade hands on his temples, gently pressing and rubbing, which was very comfortable, and his pain was relieved a little. This kind of fingering is the same as Fu Xiangwan.

Tan Xiyue felt that his forehead hurt so much, he took off his suit, ripped off his bow tie, and threw it on the sofa. He strode out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and he stood there wearing only a white shirt, dyed with moonlight and beautiful, and dusty like a flying immortal. Even if he blew this cold wind, he couldn't calm his irritability. He wanted to drink. Although he couldn't drink it at today's banquet, he still had the urge to drink again. He picked up the red wine from the wine cabinet and poured it down. He's really irritable right now. It was as if his soul had been hollowed out by her, and nothing could be done except this shell. The woman he had in mind just wouldn't return to her. What is he going to do?

Could it be that he and Dots were so insignificant in her heart? Even if there was another woman standing next to them, would she be indifferent? Tan Xiyue closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his agitation method was still useless, was it?

Tan Xiyue handed over the dots to Liu's mother, and he was tired enough today, but the physical tiredness was nothing, but his heart was really empty. He had been keeping an eye on the door of the banquet. He was expecting Fu Xiangwan to break in, she didn't need any invitations to come in, her face was a pass. The reason why he created such a big momentum and warmed up the time was to give her enough time to prepare. But as the banquet ended little by little, until the end, he didn't see Fu Xiangwan. His heart seemed to be bound by ropes, and he couldn't breathe uncomfortably.

On the other side, the grand birthday dinner has ended, and the family of three has returned home.

Of course, Zeng Wei was the best policy to escape first, while Fu Xiangwan and her circled around the coffee table, both of them with bright smiles, just like former children, returning to their carefree childhood.

Fu Xiangwan smiled happily, and Zeng Wei also felt that this heart was not in vain. She actually reached out and picked up a splash of cream, like a naughty child, and smeared it on Fu Xiangwan's face, and Fu Xiangwan was also a child, and she also picked up the cream to take revenge on Zeng Wei.

Then they blew out the candles in sync with the dots on the TV, as if they were celebrating birthdays together.

I wish you a happy birthday, every year has today, every year has today, every year has today, congratulations, congratulations!

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you!

HappyBirthdaytoyou

HappyBirthdayto

HappyBirthdaytoyou

HappyBirthdaytoyou

Tan Xiyue picked up Diandian and asked him to make a wish to blow out the candles, and at this time, Zeng Wei also pulled Fu Xiangwan to sing happy birthday songs together:

In the TV screen, the lights in the banquet hall were all turned off in an instant, only a few yellow wall lamps remained, the band played happy birthday, and a three-story cake was pushed out by the staff, with a candle with the number "2" stuck on it. Everyone stood up, clapped their hands together, sang happy birthday songs, and passed their blessings to the dots.

"We blew out birthday candles with our son." Zeng Wei sat down beside Fu Xiangwan, squeezed her hand, and gave her strength.

"Well, I don't cry." Fu Xiangwan bit his lip and shook his head, pressing the sourness to the bottom of his heart and not letting it escape.

Zeng Wei looked back at the TV: "Wanwan, today is my son's birthday, you can't shed tears, smile and bless him." ”

Two cakes, two blessings, both carry their full love.

"Ignite together, and the more blessings the better." Zeng Wei opened the cake that Fu Xiangwan bought, inserted two small candles, and lit it.

Fu Xiangwan put the cake in her hand on the coffee table: "Look, I also bought one." ”

"What else are we two polite?" Zeng smiled slightly, and the candle flame jumped in her pupils.

"Sister Wei, thank you." Fu Xiangwan was very moved, in such a predicament, she felt that it was worth it to make this friend who made friends with her life, plus she was now walking alone and difficult, and Zeng Wei was the driving force to support her forward.

It's just that the woman in the picture who is exactly the same as Fu Xiangwan makes her suspicious, but now is not a good time to ask Fu Xiangwan.

The fact that Tan Xiyue was going to hold a birthday dinner for his son was already well known, and Zeng Wei knew that Fu Xiangwan would be very sad when this day came. After all, it was her son and husband, and it was a pity that she couldn't be by their side. She felt that no matter how much she talked, it would be pale, so she thought of this method and wanted to wipe away the pain in her heart for Fu Xiangwan.

"Today is not my birthday, it's your son's, your son is my son, although we can't be with him to celebrate, but we can celebrate for him here." As long as our hearts are there, he will definitely feel it. Zeng Wei said as he picked up the lighter and lit the candle, and the faint candlelight stained Zeng Wei's beautiful face.

Fu Xiangwan was taken over by her, sat on the sofa, and saw a birthday cake on the coffee table with a candle with the number "2" on it. The cake is very delicate and very beautiful. Fu Xiangwan stared at the cake and raised her eyes to ask her: "Sister Wei, what are you doing buying a birthday cake?" It's not my birthday...... That's yours? ”

Zeng Wei saw her coming back, and excitedly stepped forward and pulled her: "Come, sit down." ”

When she got the cake and paid for it, Fu Xiangwan took a taxi back to Zeng Wei's house, opened the door, the room was dark, only the faint light of the TV in the living room, and the picture was today's protagonist Tan Xiyue's family of three.

"Okay, I'll be back soon." Fu Xiangwan didn't ask her much.

Surprise? Fu Xiangwan frowned, what kind of surprise?

"Evening, you hurry home, I have a surprise for you." Zeng Wei said with some excitement over there.

As soon as she sat down, the mobile phone in her bag rang, and it was Zeng Wei who called her. She slid her fingertips on the screen and picked it up: "Sister Wei, is there something wrong?" ”

"Okay, thanks." Fu Xiangwan walked over and sat down.

Fu Xiangwan was waiting in the store, admiring all kinds of cakes. The staff poured her a cup and put it on the rest table next to her: "Miss, please drink water." ”

"Okay, please wait." The staff took notes.

"I want fruit, just the round one." Fu Xiangwan pointed to the model in the window.

"Which style do you want?" The staff asked her.

Even if she can't be by her son's side and celebrate his birthday with Tan Xiyue, she still has to celebrate her son's birthday, so let her pray for his safety on this side.

Fu Xiangwan walked alone on the road at night, walked past a cake shop, she looked at the beautiful cakes in the window, thinking that today was her son's birthday, she hurriedly entered the store and said to the staff: "I want a birthday cake." ”

"Okay, I'm always welcome." The man no longer stopped her from turning away, and his eyes lit up slightly as he watched her thin back completely melt into the night.

"No, I believe Xi Yue, he won't do this to me." Fu Xiangwan still chose to believe in Tan Xiyue, "And what you owe me, I will ask you back little by little!" ”

Fu Xiangwan watched Tan Xiyue and Fang Xueyan step on the beat of the music together, dancing the waltz elegantly, he kept smiling, and she was also sweet. Will there be no room for her in their world anymore?

"Protection?" The man also hooked his lips coldly, as if he had heard a big joke, "Fu Xiangwan, it's difficult for you to even protect yourself, and you still want to protect them?" I tell you that the woman will not hurt him, they will only live happily ever after, and you will no longer exist between them. ”

Fu Xiangwan's originally sad eyes gradually became a little sharp: "That woman is not me at all, she is deceiving Xiyue and their father and son." How can I watch them hurt by being deceived by others. I won't leave, not even if I die. I'm going to protect them. ”

Fu Xiangwan laughed "hehe", and the tears in his eyes that were about to fall into his eyes, how desolate he looked: "Is it possible to let someone else replace me?" Your wishful thinking is really good. ”

Her eyes were full of burning anger and questioning, the man in black had never seen Fu Xiangwan's angry side. But he still seemed very calm: "To leave forever is not necessarily to die. As long as you don't show up in his sight. I'll take you away if you want. We can go abroad, we can go to the mountains and forests, and I will make it impossible for others to find us. Have you really figured it out? ”

"Isn't leaving forever dead?" Fu Xiangwan smiled lightly, a little mocking, "Okay, you killed me!" Aren't you very capable? If you kill me now, I will never appear in front of him, and I will terminate my relationship with him without even signing a divorce agreement. ”

She was not afraid of death, she was afraid that she would never see him again.

Leave him forever! How reluctant she was, she thought that even if she couldn't go back to him, she couldn't go back to the past, at least let her keep this distance, let her stay away from her. She didn't complain. But is he going to crush even her tiny wish? Do you want to completely erase her from Tan Xiyue's life?

"It's easy to let him go, but you have to sacrifice yourself." The man reached out and grabbed her jaw, "From now on, don't come back to him, let him sign a divorce agreement, and terminate your husband and wife relationship." To leave him is to save him, otherwise ......"

"You've all pushed me to this point, can I still be like me?" Fu Xiangwan's eyes sparkled, "If you have any revenge against me, don't hurt him!" I beg you! ”

"Fu Xiangwan, this is not like you." The man's cold eyes stared at her face flushed with anger, and he also felt the deep hatred in her eyes.

She wanted to step forward, but was blocked by the man in black. She bit her lip, her crystal eyes shining with the color of injury. She grabbed the man's shirt tightly: "Sue me, what kind of conspiracy do you have, who is that woman?" How can it look exactly like me! ”

"No--" Fu Xiangwan yelled at the electronic signage, "She's not Fu Xiangwan, Xiyue don't believe her." Don't hold her hand, don't put your arms around her waist, don't dance with her. Xiyue, I'm here, I'm here......"

Fang Xueyan looked at Tan Xiyue, her heart beat faster, she felt that Tan Xiyue was the most expensive prince at this moment, and she was the most beautiful and princess, they were a match made in heaven. Her soft and red lips raised a bright smile, and her slender fingers were raised, and she put them in Tan Xiyue's palm.

On the screen, Tan Xiyue has invited Fang Xueyan to dance gentlemanly, this is today's opening dance. He stood under the brilliant crystal lamp, a halo of holiness surrounded him, and he was so noble, like the most handsome god in Greek mythology. He bent down slightly, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand stretched out towards Fang Xueyan in front of him, his palms spread out, and his slender fingers seemed to be carved from ice jade, which was a fine work of art. It's hard to take your eyes off it.

"I don't need to report to you where I went." Fu Xiangwan glared at him, but out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the electronic signage opposite.

She immediately got up from the ground and was about to run away, when the man grabbed her wrist: "Where to go?" ”

Thinking of such a possibility, Fu Xiangwan's heart was tightly pinched together.

Oh, yes...... No matter how much she cried, the woman on the electronic signage was still not her. Why would a woman take her place? What did this woman want to do when she stayed by Tan Xiyue's side? Will it hurt him? No...... She didn't want anyone else to hurt him.

The man stood up straight and looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were black and heavy: "He won't come back to you if you cry again." How nice it is to have another woman who can comfort him and soothe her wounds after you reject him. You are already a non-existent zài to him. ”

The more Fu Xiangwan thought about it, the more angry he became, and reached out to knock off the handkerchief in his hand: "You don't need your fake kindness." ”

He is the only one who will use a black handkerchief, from head to toe, even the heart is black. This made Fu Xiangwan angry, she really didn't want to see him.

He was like a ghost, following him like a shadow: "Wipe it, cry ugly." ”

A black handkerchief appeared in the lowered sight, Fu Xiangwan looked at the handkerchief and was stunned, moved his gaze slightly, and looked at a pair of black shiny casual shoes, followed by black pants. She slowly raised her eyes and looked up, still in black clothes, and the face that she will never forget, a cold face, cold and warm eyes, and a man who always had a dark color.

Now there is another man standing next to her beloved husband, and she has lost herself thousands of miles away. She cried so much that her clothes were wet with tears, and her beautiful face was dirty from crying. She was still not afraid of other people's eyes at all, and kept crying.

She couldn't hear anyone talking about her, she just cried blindly, mourning that had turned away from her own happiness.

"Forget it, don't worry about this kind of thing."

"Do you want to find the police uncle......

"Maybe it's lost."

"Do you think this girl is crazy...... A good person is crying here? Someone watched, whispered.

Her tears fell from her eye sockets like pearls with broken threads, surging more and more, wetting her countenance. She bent down from crying, and squatted on the side of the road, her lonely body melted into the night, dyed with infinite sadness, like an abandoned child, crying unscrupulously, as if she was immersed in her own world, crying so that everyone who came and went looked at her curiously.

Fu Xiangwan looked at the loving and happy family of three on the electronic billboard, and listened to her son calling other women's mothers, she felt as if her heart had been torn in half, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood was dripping. Her brows furrowed in pain, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She bit her lip and reached out to pull her heart's clothes, trying to relieve her pain with such an action, but to no avail.