100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1335
"You explain it! You tell her the truth is not what she thinks. If you don't explain it, you won't be good in her heart at all." Mu Yijun said bluntly, "She thinks you are a scum now. , I also feel blind, how much do you think she hates? Do you want her to be filled with hatred whenever she thinks of you? "

"..." Nangong Mo was in a bad mood, "Be quiet."

After taking a sip of the cocktail, Mu Yijun patted him on the shoulder, "I can't be quiet! If I were you, I would go to her! Look at how sad you are now, you are no better than her!"

Nangong Mo was indeed in pain. He wanted to come to him to relax because he had been depressed for a whole day.

But he didn't act impulsively, he didn't rush out to find her right away, he didn't have confidence in his future and didn't want to ruin Nuoqi.

Maybe it's good to be like this now, if she hates him, she won't have any fantasies about him anymore, and start over after the pain.

She must have a better life.

"Nangong Mo, what on earth are you thinking?" Mu Yijun was puzzled, and really worried for him, "I already told you the address, do you still want to stay here?"

"I won't go to her." He made up his mind, and the sadness in his heart was self-evident.

Mu Yijun asked, "If she finds a new boyfriend, can you really congratulate her generously? Are you sure you won't beat him up?"

Nangong Mo didn't think about this question.

"If you can promise not to be angry, then don't go, but if you have a little emotional ups and downs in your heart, you go and chase her back! In case the two get further and further apart, it will be difficult for nine cows to come back. "Mu Yijun is an outsider, so he sees it more thoroughly.

People are coming and going, the dance floor is full of beautiful women, the world is so noisy, it makes people who are silent look a little silly.

It's not very late now, around eight o'clock, the whole city has been surrounded by bright lights.

Lingyu, in the baby room on the second floor of the main villa, Xiao Dan and Xiao Jing just fell asleep. In the afternoon, Sister Han and Xiao Yu bathed the siblings. They were clean and sleeping soundly in the crib. The world of children Innocent and beautiful, they didn't know that their father had an accident, and they didn't know that their mother and grandma had already been heartbroken.

Under the soft light, the sleeping two grinned, as if they were dreaming some sweet dream from their previous life.

Shi Ying, who was exhausted physically and mentally, felt a bit of comfort. She leaned over and kissed her daughter's forehead, and then gently kissed her son's forehead. Then she stood up from the edge of the bed and looked at Sister Han and Xiaoyu beside her, "Thanks for your hard work."

The two of them felt very uncomfortable, because they saw that Ms. Ying had lost a lot of weight, and Sister Han was a sentimental woman, she couldn't hold it back anymore, she stretched out her arms out of control and hugged Shi Ying with a sore nose.

This surprised Xiaoyu and caught Shi Ying by surprise, her body froze slightly.

Sister Han suppressed her tears, and said in a trembling voice, "Miss Ying, you must take care of yourself, you have lost so much weight." She was very distressed.

A warm feeling flowed through Shi Ying's heart, and she stretched out her hand to pat her on the back, "Okay, I will take care of myself." She couldn't help but her eyes blurred with tears.

Xiaoyu, who was watching this scene, wiped tears secretly.

The two of them hugged for a while before Sister Han let her go. Shi Ying looked at them and then at the children on the bed, "I'm leaving first."

"Well, go to bed early."

Shi Ying nodded, then turned and left.

After walking out of the baby room, when she returned to the master bedroom, she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to close the door. When she gently knocked on the door, she leaned against the back of the door.

Looking at the empty room, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, and the silent tears rolled down again, not only the tip of his nose was sour, but his whole body was sore.

The bed sheet and quilt cover hadn't been changed since Shengyu's accident. Every night, she hugged the quilt and slept in the position where her husband used to sleep. She tried her best to smell the scent that belonged to him...because the smell changed a lot. It was getting weaker and weaker, almost being sucked up by her.

Without his scent, Shi Ying doesn't know how to fall asleep...

The people looking for Shengyu never stopped, but there was no good news. The only thing that supported Shi Ying was Zhang Taishi's words. He said that Shengyu was still alive, that there was yang energy around him, and there were people beside him...

Even if it's just a lie, Shi Ying firmly believes it at this time.

Slowly, step by step, she walked to the French window, looking at the deep night outside the window, her eyes filled with tears from time to time, Shengyu left her, which made her helpless.

This night, she will spend again in tears and memories...

The daytime is really hard, she has to hide it in the company, she has to pretend to laugh when she is sad, and she can't be noticed by her colleagues, even a professional actor can hardly do this, right?But Shi Ying did it, so far no one has become suspicious, including Ye Feifei.

But it's really tiring, so tiring... so tired that she felt that she was about to be unable to hold on.

The same night, Taoli Village, Taohua Restaurant.

Mu Ziwei stood in the corridor outside the door and looked carefully into the distance. After making sure that no one was coming, she calmed down a little, turned and went back to the bedroom.

There was no one on the bed, Shengyu was still in the closet at the moment, curled up for nearly 8 hours.

Mu Ziwei had a guilty conscience. She was very afraid of losing him, so she thought carefully. She was worried that there would be a second wave or even a third wave of people coming to look for Brother Sheng.

So after the first wave of people left, she was always in a state of high tension. She always felt surrounded by people and was being watched. She didn't dare to hug him out.

It wasn't until eight hours later, until it got dark, until now that she was sure that there would be no second wave of people appearing...

So she locked the door, drew the curtains tightly, and when she opened the cabinet, Shengyu still kept the posture of being stuffed in by her.

Because the space in the cabinet was too small, his knees were bent, his head was hanging down, his forehead rested on his knees, and he curled up inside motionless.

Mu Ziwei took his arm and pulled him out forcefully, then dragged him onto the bed with all her strength, and laid him flat.

Standing in front of the bed and staring at him panting, the woman wondered, Brother Sheng's chest rises and falls very weakly, did he jump or not?

She stared intently for a few seconds, thinking that her eyes were dazzled, Brother Sheng died?
She was so frightened that she quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand and touched the tip of his nose, and there was still a little warm breath.

She breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that her clothes were dirty, with blood stains on them, and blood stains on her hands, too bad, did the wound on his back open again?

Quickly turned Brother Sheng over and let him lie on the bed. Mu Ziwei took out the anti-inflammatory water and ointment gauze from the cabinet. Regardless of the scratches on her elbows, she followed the procedure of the doctor in the clinic today. Changed the medicine on his back, took off his shirt...

(End of this chapter)