The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 243 I want to go home tomorrow

I know. "Listening to Ye Weiliang's words, Jun Qingcheng was ecstatic. This was the first time Ye Weiliang had spoken to him in a long time, but following her words, he almost vomited blood, "It's just... I want to grow up. can stand by your side instead of needing your rescue time and time again. "

Ye Weiliang's gentle eyes recounted the past, his intoxicating eyes seemed to look through Jun Qingcheng's eyes, and he saw that in the fiery trees and silver flowers that year, the little him had such great strength to rescue him from the sea of ​​people. she.

He said that his name was Jun Qingcheng.

But she never told her name, just because he said that when we meet again in the future, he will definitely recognize her at the first sight.

However, the oath is fragile after all.

Jun Qingcheng's expression darkened, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, as if an invisible dagger had ruthlessly ripped open his heart. Without love, how could there be hatred? She was trying to get him out of her I completely forgot in my heart, no, no...why at this moment his heart hurts and he can't breathe.

He was going to lose her, wasn't he?
Those clear and soft eyes were as dark as a millennium dry well, eyes that could not be seen beyond.

"Isn't it okay for me to protect you?" Jun Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, his throat cracked like swallowing sand, and his face was ashen growled.

"I'm in pain, CEO. It's very painful to be protected by you." Ye Weiliang stood in front of Jun Qingcheng, looked up at Jun Qingcheng, her pale cheeks were translucent and her voice was soft and intoxicating. They were the only ones in the huge room. For two people, the atmosphere was depressing and suffocating.

Ye Weiliang smiled slightly, "Do you know what is the saddest thing about human beings? It's not birth, old age, sickness and death, but the loss of innate abilities."

After saying that, Ye Weiliang turned around and prepared to walk out.

The moment she turned around, Jun Qingcheng's heart suddenly felt empty, and a corner of her heart seemed to be torn apart by some ruthless entanglement, and it was entangled again and again.

"Wei Liang, where are you going?" Jun Qingcheng's arm grabbed Ye Weiliang.

Ye Weiliang looked at her arm being pulled by Jun Qingcheng, turned her head and said indifferently: "If you want to sleep here, you can sleep here, I'll go to the guest room to sleep!"

"Ye Weiliang, who are you torturing?!" Jun Qingcheng heard bloody violence in his dark eyes, like a mandala blooming in the night, charming and trembling.

But such violence did not scare Ye Weiliang, she raised her hand slightly, brushed his hand away from her, and said softly, her voice was soft, like the wind, as if it would disappear at any moment .

"I want to go back to my mother's place tomorrow."

Although her mother had passed away for a while, Ye Weiliang still went back from time to time.

"Will you come back?" Jun Qingcheng has never asked anyone in such a low voice.

"Maybe..." Ye Weiliang smiled, a little desolately, "Yes."

After she finished speaking, she strode out. Jun Qingcheng closed her eyes slightly, not knowing what it was like, then he stepped forward and grabbed Ye Weiliang: "You can sleep in the room, the guest room is a bit cold, You are afraid of the cold."

After speaking, he paused, then turned and left the room.

Ye Weiliang looked at that person's back, but for some reason, tears blurred her eyes for a while, and gradually she couldn't see the person's back clearly. After a long time, she closed her eyes slightly, and tears left from her eye sockets , meandering down the face, leaving two clear tear stains.

(End of this chapter)