The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 24
Not long after, the waiter brought a bowl of steaming sugar porridge to Murong Yunmin.White rice, dark red red beans are mixed with lotus root powder, and golden osmanthus flowers are sprinkled on top.Murong Yunmin picked up the spoon, stirred it, and chewed slowly...

The faint scent of chrysanthemum permeates the air, and the wind is dotted with star-cold stars.

At night, everything returns under the black curtain, making people return to tranquility.And autumn is cold, bleak, lonely, desolate, and simple. It is the realm where the prosperity of life can be seen and the truth is seen, and it is the desolate realm that many people are diligently pursuing.

It was getting late, and the group did not go back, but lived in the manor.

"Weir, I think Gu Yuanxiu will cooperate with us..." At night, Murong Yunmin leaned on the balcony and called Weier.

"Good night." After Murong Yunmin finished speaking, he saw Fu Jinyan leaning against the sliding door after coming out of the shower.

"Honey, you're calling other men at such a late hour." Murong Yunmin ignored the jealous man and walked towards the bed.

Murong Yunmin had a very long dream, the dream was chaotic, she was like a floating ghost, she seemed to exist in that world, but also seemed to be wandering outside.

A familiar voice called her name: "Xiao Min—"

The call seemed to fly a long way, to be drawn out when it came to her, and then to fall like a sigh.She looked around, but couldn't tell which direction the call came from, but felt the call flying over piece by piece as if broken.

The scene kept changing, she saw her brother in the kitchen, and also saw the stiff figure on the playground.In the dream, he passed her indifferently, no matter how she shouted, he still couldn't hear her and never looked back.She saw her brother lying in a pool of blood, with crimson blood still flowing from his mouth...

She opened her eyes and felt that something was falling from the corner of her eyes. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe it off, but her hand was held. She vaguely found that the bedside lamp was on.

"Are you having a nightmare? Don't be afraid. I'm here." Fu Jinyan's voice was a little hoarse because it was in the middle of the night, but to Murong Yunmin, it was like the bells heard in a lonely boat, giving people a sense of relief. Peace of mind.

She sat up, with her white hands in her hair, her head covered by the quilt, her body trembling slightly.

Fu Jinyan held her in his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and coaxed her softly.He felt the fear and fragility of the woman in his arms, and he kept holding her like this.

"Fu Jinyan, why do relatives disregard blood relationship for profit? Why do they sacrifice their lives for money? Why do they all leave me? Why..." At the end, only her sobs remained.

Her words seemed to stab a sharp knife into Fu Jinyan's chest.He has never tasted family affection since he was a child. Only when he is strong can he not be squeezed out by others, and only by being ruthless can he not be hurt.For so many years, he has planted indifference in his bone marrow.

At this moment, they are like two people meeting in the desert, and each becomes each other's salvation...

He held her hand tightly.

"Actually, being a man is also difficult. Women can cry a lot and look for a strong and solid shoulder to lean on, while men can only suffer in silence and lick their wounds alone. Because they are men."

Before she knew it, Murong Yunmin fell asleep crying, her hair was wet with sweat.After covering her with the quilt, Fu Jinyan stood at the window and smoked a cigarette.

He hardly smokes, but at this moment he needs a little nicotine stimulation to calm down.

(End of this chapter)