The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

When he got up to leave again, she suddenly held his hand again: "Qiao Zhi...are you leaving and never coming back?"

He was startled, and immediately laughed: "Fool, I'm going to get you something. You wait obediently, and I'll get you something nice."

Her eyes widened.Like a little kid.

Seeing her expression, Qiao Zhi really couldn't bear to leave, as if even the distance he turned around would be a great harm to her.

The bedroom door was open, Mu Qiao just went to the study, and walked back after a while.There was already one more thing in his hand, but when she looked closely, it turned out to be a flute.

He sat down in front of her and said with a smile, "Likun, I'll play a tune for you."

She was surprised: "You can also play the flute? Why didn't I know?"

"I just learned..."

He didn't continue talking, probably because after he learned that she was married, he was very depressed and painful for a while, and once traveled to Nepal alone for two weeks.During those two weeks, he didn't do anything, just like a tramp, imitating those people sitting in the sun and stupidly.

Some people played the sheng, and some played the flute. He thought the flute was very fun, so he learned the flute.During those two weeks, he didn't do anything, and only studied this.

At this time, he was playing a very ordinary piece of music, of course not very high level, but it was melodious and playful, especially on this lonely island night, it was even more lingering.

Li Kun was stunned by what he heard, and looked at him stupidly. After a while, he suddenly felt that Qiao Zhi was also very strange, and that Qiao Zhi also had many things that he didn't know at all.There has been a long distance between the two of them, as if they are already from two worlds.It's just that there are still beautiful fragments of the past in my mind... Some fragmentary support and memories... Faintly, this person is the only one in the world that will never change—at least, not because of money, fame and fortune, not in the world. Add insult to injury to you at any time.

It is something much deeper than love, friendship or even family affection.

Just like asking her to sacrifice her life for Qiao Zhi, she would definitely not have any hesitation.

Just, what about love?

She didn't quite understand what love was anymore—nobody loved anymore.

She is just weak, lost all her courage at this moment, lonely, fearful, hope someone in the dark night, in fear, gently hold her hand, never betray and hurt again.

She slowly fell asleep to the melodious sound of the flute, her mind was full of music, and she completely forgot the appearance of Qu Cunzi and Jiang Yueming.

After a long time, Qiao Zhi slowly turned off the small desk lamp.The moonlight projected in from the window, infinitely desolate and infinitely gentle.

He stared at her quietly, she stretched her arms, but her body curled up slightly, in a very strange posture, like a child.That was the night she slept most soundly on the island.Only such a simple and deep sleep can restore and repair a person's brain nerves to the greatest extent.

Under the moonlight, her face was almost transparent, and her long eyelashes would occasionally tremble slightly, just like how pitiful he was when he saw her for the first time.

I couldn't help pressing my hand on my heart—the first time I saw this woman, I knew I had found the rib that God had taken away.

The heart was broken long ago, and the wound could never heal again.