Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Han Yixing's life really seemed to have returned to calm, and he never saw Meng Beichen again after that day.

However, she would dream every night that he looked at her with a pair of hurt eyes, as if accusing her of being ruthless.

Tossing and turning, the pillow was wet when I woke up.

Meng Beichen, am I ruthless?How am I supposed to trust you, do you know how scared I am of this stuff?

It was you who wanted to divorce me, and now you come to me again. Sometimes, I really don't know what you are thinking in your heart, but if you don't appear, why do you appear in my dream again? [

She buried her head in the pillow, trying to hold her breath, but always wanted to cry.

That day, I told him so seriously that I don't love him or hate him, but why do I want him?What I thought of was still the sweetness from before, his kindness to her.

Han Yixing, what exactly do you want to do?

After all, she couldn't sleep anymore, turned on the light, and looked at the time, it was only three o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark, but she didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Putting on a coat, she sat on the balcony and stared silently, or looked up at the sparse stars.

What I think of in my mind is still the previous scenes, from the first time she saw his pornography at the seaside, and then she was forced to marry him by her father in the name of debt repayment, since they were not related to each other, In the end they got entangled together.

Sweetness and pain are intertwined and changing in the mind.

But, thinking about it now, from knowing him, one should know what he is like. He was originally a kind of playboy, and there were always all kinds of women around him.

He was kind to her, he doted on her, and gave her everything. In fact, it was because he didn't get it. When he really got it, when she really loved him, he would sneer and throw it aside.

Han Yixing, don't think about him anymore, in your life, that year was just a dream.

Your dream is broken long ago, you should wake up long ago.

She advised herself like this, until her hands and feet were getting cold, she didn't remember to go back to the room, she glanced downstairs inadvertently, and immediately froze.

A car was parked beside the dim street lights, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen standing in front of the car. It was still dark, and she couldn't see his face clearly.