Every time, she wanted to take the initiative to talk to him, but what he gave was always indifference from thousands of miles away.

Chu Lu looked at the watch on the bowl, it was already one o'clock, he pushed the door and walked in, but Xia Ruoxin opened the door one step earlier.

"You're back." She stubbornly waited for him to come home like a little wife waiting for the door, with a faint cyan shadow under her eyes, and it was clear that she hadn't rested for a long time.

"I don't want to hear your voice, because it's hard to hear," he walked past her, and his ruthless voice once again tore open Xia Ruoxin's heart membranes.

Is her voice ugly? She pursed her lips tightly.

"I don't like to see your shadow dangling here and there, it's ugly."

His thin mirage opens and closes, and every word and sentence is untouchable.

"Even the air you breathe, I feel dirty."

In his eyes, she may be said to have nothing to do now.

Xia Ruoxin was still standing behind him, she could only look at his back, and slowly disappeared from the bottom of her eyes, she didn't want to cry, but she still couldn't help it.

After all, it was low and miserable to whimper, God gave the woman tears, is it just for grief.

Chu Lu locked himself in the room, vaguely heard Xia Ruoxin's suppressed cry, his lips flattened a little, and threw the documents on the table.

"Xia Ruoxin, you are all asking for this, our game is over, and now, I want to give you the real beginning, remember not to dry your tears, because, how long you live, how long will you cry?"

Trying to suppress the discomfort in his heart, he took out his mobile phone and pulled out a number.

"Manni, wait for me at night, I'll take you to dinner," until a delicate and crisp voice came from there, his face lit up, and a faint tenderness flashed in his eyes.

There is really a shadow of Xia Yixuan on that woman, although there are not many, but he wants to get closer.

Picking up his clothes, he walked out again, and there was no one in the living room, and he seemed to see the flashing figure.

Very good. His thin lips rose ruthlessly and strode out, and when he left, Xia Ruoxin walked out from the side, with a hazy moisture on his face.

He said he didn't like her voice, it was ugly.

He said he didn't like to see her dangling in the living room, ugly.

She said he hated the air she breathed and was disgusting.

Therefore, she didn't speak, and she didn't appear in front of him, so that he would be better and no longer hate her so much.

He likes her, as long as she is obedient, he will be fine. They will be the same as before, maybe not a loving couple, but they will live happily.

She was still stupidly thinking, she had always been so stubborn, and in the future, whenever she heard the noise outside, no matter what she was doing, she would quickly flee into her room.

She didn't speak, she didn't see him, but she missed him very much, and she wanted to see him, even if it was just to look at him from afar.

Alu, you know what, I miss you.

When there was a clear sound of closing the door at the door, Xia Ruoxin walked out, hurriedly ran to the window, and watched the man walk into the car, his steps were still so calm, and he didn't change at all, and only at this time could she look at him, almost missing and greedy.