The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 283 Ten years, we will all grow old

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and Zeng Huiyun knew that it was Mo Zhiqian who was helping her to fill the bath water.

Turning the wheelchair, I looked at my room, it was still the same, nothing changed, except that she hadn't lived in it for a long time, and Mo Zhiqian had been "busy" since three years ago.

When he came to the bed, he reached out and picked up the photo frame on the cabinet. It was a group photo of her and Mo Zhiqian. On the screen, Mo Zhiqian put his arm on her shoulders. He acted very naturally, looking at the camera, The smiles on the corners of the lips of the two came to their hearts.

Gently stroking the photo with her fingers, the corners of Zeng Huiyun's lips raised unconsciously.

"Huiyun, it's fine." Mo Zhiqian came out of the bathroom, with his coat hanging on his arm, perhaps the moisture inside had covered his short hair, and the broken hair in front was no longer in a neat and stylish shape, it naturally fell down. Less fashionable and ruthless, but more casual.

"Zhiqian," Zeng Huiyun turned his face, and turned the photo frame in his hand to Mo Zhiqian, "Look, how young we were at that time, and how delicate you looked."

Mo Zhiqian didn't seem to have any memory of the past, the corners of his lips raised in a perfunctory manner, he came over to take the photo frame from Zeng Huiyun's hand and put it back in place.

"It's been almost ten years, and we're all getting old."

"Oh, yes." Zeng Huiyun sighed. In fact, she seldom sighed in front of Mo Zhiqian. She always showed him the brightest and gentlest side of herself, and didn't want him to see her negative and dark side.

"Speaking of it, time flies so fast, we have been together for ten years in a blink of an eye."

Zeng Huiyun sighed, but the real intention was to remind Mo Zhiqian that they had been dating for ten years.

Ten years, not a short period of time, more than 3000 days and nights, since dating with Mo Zhiqian, they have never been separated.

Above the head, there is a man's faint voice, without emotion or passion.

"Well, you were only sixteen when we first met."

Zeng Huiyun suddenly turned her head, Hui Hui grabbed Mo Zhiqian's hand on the wheelchair, and Bai Ci's baby face was obviously surprised.

"Do you remember?"

Rarely, Mo Zhiqian's lips curved slightly, "It's been so many years, how could I forget it."

He said so, but the image that automatically popped up in his mind was, in the dim light, a woman stood by the window, the breeze blew the woman's long hair, the woman's face could not be seen in the gray darkness, but the weakened back was showing through. lonely...

Thinking of the casual amorousness of the woman's gestures, the corners of Mo Zhiqian's lips became more and more curved.

It was not the first time for Mo Zhiqian to help Zeng Huiyun take a bath.

It's just that every time in the past was a test and torture for him.

When they were not married, Zeng Huiyun said that it would be more meaningful to save their first time on the wedding day.

later……

That day was spent in the hospital, he was standing in the hospital corridor, she was lying in the emergency room.

Taking a deep breath, he helped Zeng Huiyun take off the last bit of cover, hugged her and gently put her into the bathtub. The expression on Mo Zhiqian's handsome face did not fluctuate, and even his breathing was at a normal frequency.

"Zhiqian, do you still have body soap at home?"

Zeng Huiyun asked, when Mo Zhiqian helped her take a bath before, she could feel the tightness of his body and shortness of breath before her clothes were taken off... It was also because of these that she later refused to help her.

Now, she was exposed in front of him without any cover, and he... didn't respond?

(End of this chapter)