In the afternoon, the afternoon sun is too beautiful and short.

Ding Xiuming will feel infinite satisfaction when he looks at the crimson little face, the small body trapped in the sofa, and the faint twilight spilling in from the window behind her.

That's how love should be! It turns out that I also have love, love, love, and more emotional words!

None of them were sure how long and how long they had been in this room today.

Ding Xiuming stuffed a key into Sanliang's hand. His mint girl was shy and confused, he wanted to give her more, and he was afraid that was all he gave, although he was sure that it was not what she wanted, but it was a good benefit for her.

His mint girl, Ding Xiuming thought about how to love her.

There is always such a person in this life who will be good to her without asking for anything in return, just because she looks like the person she loves, the person she loves, the person she loves, Ding Xiuming thought, he is also like this!

Sanliang didn't know what to do with the key, so he threw it aside at random, Ding Xiuming stuffed it into Sanliang's bag and then touched her head dotingly, began to go to the bathroom to wash, and then closed the door at the moment

"I'm leaving"

There was no sound coming from inside, and the scene that Ding Xiuming expected did not appear, "The beautiful wife wore home clothes, stood up and carefully arranged the collar and bow tie of her husband's shirt, and finally sent a kiss, the husband walked out of the house under the wife's gaze, and the wife saw her husband far away, and then began to prepare a delicious dinner for her husband's late return." ”

He closed the door, and made sure that it was locked, he was not at ease to leave her alone, and then looked at the night, which was a little dark, yes, it was night and not day. It's like his emotions, which can only be wild in this presumptuous night.

got into the car, started the car, and glanced at the warm yellow room on the second floor, where lived the woman she loved, she would grow up slowly in the fairy platform she built for her, and then stay with herself until she was old.

It only took him long before he thought of living with this woman and staying with him until he was old. Ding Xiuming turned the steering wheel with one hand and supported his cheeks with the other, shook his head and laughed at himself, why did he think of staying until he was old? How can you deceive her in the naïve years?

Sanliang heard the sound of the car starting, she got out of bed barefoot, lifted the corner of the curtain, and saw the man in the car, who was still lying on the bed behind him just a few minutes ago.

He doesn't belong to himself after all, if Ding Xiuming saw the bright eyes full of frustration behind the curtains, he would definitely be moved, but unfortunately he didn't see it, and he didn't feel it.

What is Marriage? What is the difference between a loveless marriage and a dead one, although he will come back every day no matter how late it is, wipe his face with a hot towel and go to the bedroom to fall asleep, you can't smell the fat powder on his body, but he won't wash every day when he comes back, and when will he forget to wash off the dust of the day? It's not that women are too sensitive, and the living habits of more than ten years suddenly changed one day or several days in a row, which has to make the wife suspicious, but what's the use? Just think about the previous said, "I don't care if your heart is still on me, as long as your body is still here, no matter how late it is to appear in this house on time, it is like this in middle-aged marriage, only stupid women will hysterically seize any wind and grass and start to fight." ”

But only love life is not marriage, marriage is legal in the end, protected by the relevant laws, you can go shopping hand in hand openly, do not have to be afraid of running into acquaintances, and there are lovely children She can legitimately inherit your things, good and bad, including the debts you owe.

But only the life of love remains, who can guarantee that one day it will not change from hot espresso to warm milk like marriage, and then as cold and white as it is now.

Just like Ding Xiuming said that she can go to class or not, so let's be presumptuous first.

She bought a bunch of children's things and appeared at the door of Jiahui's house, Jiahui was taken aback, and then listened to Sanliang and began to keep showing Jiahui the baby products bought from the supermarket from the shopping guide, and then Jiahui listened carefully, her belly was a little bigger than the last time Sanliang came.

Sanliang put down the things in his hand, squatted down and put his ear on Jiahui's stomach!

"Hey, baby, I'm your little aunt, are you a boy or a girl?"

Jiahui was made to cry and laugh by three or two, and said angrily: Why are you the same as her unserious father, and even say exactly the same thing, "What little baby, I am your father, are you a boy or a girl?" ”

Sanliang imagined that usually serious old age, and then began to grin with a big smile on his face, and his stomach hurt when he smiled.

"What do you say? Are you talking about Ding Xiuming, secretary of the municipal party committee? ”

"Why do you know each other?"

"I heard the child's father say," Sanliang laughed without any image, just because of Jiahui's sentence "The child is her father"

"Are you stupid on Wednesday? Can you be serious with me? ”

"What's wrong? Why are you so serious again, don't scare the baby" After saying that, he didn't forget to touch Jiahui's belly.

"I'll tell you, I know I'm not qualified to teach you, but I still tell you, I wouldn't choose this kind of life if I could, I want a normal marriage and family life, don't be so stupid, okay?"

"Don't you love your family too? The baby is gone."

Jiahui said a little angrily

"I don't know if you're influenced by me, but it's different, there's still love between us, what about you?"

Sanliang knew that Jiahui was worried about herself, and she sighed, "How do you know that there is no love between us?" After saying that, Sanliang began to feel melancholy in his heart, yes, is there love between us? Or is it a moment of pleasure every time you cheat? Is that love?

Jiahui doesn't know what to say? What to say? She just took Sanliang's hand and said, "If you can, every girl doesn't want to be a third party at the beginning, we all want to have an ordinary love, Sanliang, you have to know what you want?" You can't wait until you want something in the future, lose the qualifications you have, okay, don't talk about it, in short, don't learn from me, do some stupid things, it's too late to turn back, because you can't let go of too much. ”

"Do you think your life is bad right now?"

"I can't say it, I used to have a betrothed boy in my hometown, he was the same age as me, if it wasn't for the later things, maybe I married early as a wife, and lived a simple housewife life, although not as glamorous as now, at least I can see the sunshine, and my child is justified."

"Now the world's eyes are one-sided, don't care too much about other people's eyes."

"Sanliang, don't blame me for not reminding you, don't be taken over by others for nothing, and end up with a tragic end." This sentence is harsh, but it's not that I don't know the truth, but she doesn't like Jiahui to say this about her, you can put it another way, there is no need to poke other people's sore spots so nakedly? How do you know that someone else's fate will be tragic.

Although he didn't say it, he was really awkward in his heart, just like someone else pulled out this bloody matter and put it on the table, which was not a glorious thing in the first place, and he had to take it out to reason.

Sanliang was very annoyed, annoyed that he unconsciously walked to the original residence, only a few days did not live, there was no popularity in the room, put the key into the bag and touched another key, life is really a long process, who can guarantee that they are on the right path? Occasionally go wrong, and then turn back, the road that others have walked is not necessarily wrong, but it is not sure that it is right, only when you walk on it you know right or wrong, what does it matter if you occasionally take a few wrong roads?

Sanliang was making excuses for herself, she felt that these ideas couldn't even convince herself, she cleaned up the room, she found that the more she cleaned up, the more messy she became, so she simply packed some things and put them away, she didn't live here, I was afraid that it would fall dust.

In the consciousness of three or two, she has been more inclined to the warmth of the big house, maybe she is too lonely and lonely, so that others think that it is love if she is good to herself, she feels that she is becoming like her mother said, "A woman has no love, whoever is good to her, she loves whom," which was once despised, but it was so correct.

When the phone rang, he answered it without looking.

"Santael, why aren't you at home? I'm downstairs. ”

Sanliang just wanted to say that I was renting a place, but she sensitively pounced on the word "home", yes, that man regarded it as home.

"Where are you now? I'll go over! ”

"The original residence."

Sanliang thinks that this feeling of being loved is far more real than the one that has been struggling to find. So be it! Who can be sure whose bride they will be tomorrow?