Bring back ex-wife and baby

Chapter 242

Looking at Shen Beicheng and Meng Shaoting, his eyes were as calm as water: "A man should never fall in love with a woman, but if one day he really falls in love, don't let go of her hand unless it is absolutely necessary."

Shen Beicheng sneered when he heard this, but Meng Shaoting frowned tightly. He closed his eyes slightly in the dimly lit box, and his body leaning on the sofa was a little stiff and tense. You thought you wouldn't let go , can you not let go?

Sometimes, you even lose the qualification to hold the opponent's hand.

He Yijie didn't say much, but left in a hurry. After Shen Beicheng drank a few glasses of wine in silence, he stood up hesitantly, as if he hesitated to speak.

"Shao Ting, go back."

Meng Shaoting gave a wry smile, he waved his hand slightly, signaling Shen Beicheng to go first, his heart became more and more empty, they could all go back to the woman who drove them crazy after venting, but he didn't even go back None of the courage.

Shen Beicheng saw that he was in a trance, but he didn't want to say more, so he had to persuade him a few words, and then hurried back. Qingqiu's illness was getting worse day by day, and he really had no choice but to treat her seriously. Do not ask.

Meng Shaoting was sitting alone in the private room. When Beicheng went out just now, the noise and light outside seemed to seep in through the crack of the door, but after only a moment, everything returned to calm. It was too quiet, and he felt Loneliness and pain began to magnify desperately. I took the remote control and played a song. After the melody sounded, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, we were still the same, by the side of a stranger...

Ten years later, we are friends, and we can still greet each other, but that kind of tenderness, there is no reason to hug anymore...

Eason Chan's singing can always directly touch the most vulnerable place in the heart. He frowned deeply when he heard it, and couldn't help turning off the music with a snap, and raised a hand to cover his eyes. Plunged into darkness, only the sound of his own heartbeat was silent.

Is it true that there is only one possibility of being separated from her, and then ten years later, when we meet by chance on the street, we can only say hello to each other with a smile, and then, she continues to the left, and he continues to the right, Walking into the boundless sea of ​​people, his face is as calm as water, but his heart is crying bit by bit, but he will never turn his head to look at the other party.

Just thinking about it, I feel heart-piercing pain, this is not the ending he wants, and this is not the fact that he wants to happen.

He stood up, took his coat from one side of the sofa, and left the box. A waiter came over attentively: "Meng Shao, do you need any service?"

He was drunk and blurred, just waved his hands, and walked out along the long and noisy corridor, the more he went out, the louder the voices became, everyone looked very happy, smiling like a blooming flower, He felt that he couldn't stay in such an environment, but it was too embarrassing for him to go back like this, so he went out and got his car. After wandering aimlessly on the street for a long time, he unknowingly drove the car to Meng The old house of the family.

After a long time, an old servant came and opened the garden gate, looking at him curiously and bewilderedly, he got out of the car without making a sound, let the people behind him leave, and went straight upstairs.

The study was still there, and the west window was still silent, so he pushed the door and walked in. The moonlight in the room was light and charming, falling on the mahogany floor, as if covered with a layer of veil. He didn't turn on the light, just like that drunk He walked in and walked all the way to the west window.

The half-rolled Xiang curtain half-closes the door.

The window is only half open, as if to ventilate, and the curtains are also half open. There is a book on the large floor-to-ceiling window sill, and the pages of the book are scattered in a mess. There was a rustling sound, as if the person reading the book had just left, maintaining the same state as when she put it down.

Standing there, he felt sore and uncomfortable in his eye sockets. He believed that he had always been hard-hearted, and he would not let himself cry easily since he could remember, but now for some reason, looking at this empty room, the empty window sill, As he flipped through the books, he actually felt a stabbing pain around his eye sockets.

Things are things and people are not things. Many years ago, she always loved to sit or lie down here. The way she read a book quietly was a neglected beautiful scenery in his eyes. Now, the same moonlight, the same room, the same night, but she will not wait for him to come back like before, and she is no longer the Fu Jingzhi who only loves him wholeheartedly.

Although she was still smiling demurely and peacefully, and although she was still looking at him with clear eyes, she also built a high wall between them that could never be overcome.

He felt powerless like never before in his life, enveloping his limbs.

When he closed the door and left, he unknowingly walked to the small spring. The wind was howling and the night fog was thick. When he approached there, he realized that the water in the small spring had dried up, and the bottom of the empty pool was full of fallen leaves and dust. He was a little unaware Standing there at a loss, he was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly walked out quickly.

The light in the distance flickered on and off, and he walked very fast. When he saw the servant guarding the garden standing there tremblingly looking at him, he said hoarsely: "Lock everything here. You all move out."

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, we have been doing our best..."

"I don't mean to blame you. I will arrange new jobs for you. It's just that I just want you to lock up this house first."

He explained weakly, turned around and walked away. After walking for a long time, he realized that he didn't take the car. He turned back to pick up the car again. He stayed alone for a long time on the gradually quiet city streets, and he drove only when there was light in the east. Turn back to Jingyuan.

When he went back, the butler had already ordered the servants to get busy, and the fresh milk from the Ye family ranch was also placed on the dining table. When he saw the milk, he laughed at himself in a trance. He was the one who ran the ranch himself. The Ye family chose a healthy cow for Feitong, and specially delivered fresh milk to him and Jingzhi every day, just because, one day at the breakfast table, Jingzhi murmured that Feitong was not used to the milk he brought. , Said it was tasteless, so he fell in love with it.

But even so, so what, Feitong hides when he sees him now, his eyes are full of guarded looks, he wants to get close to please, but he has no chance.

Feeling sore and uncomfortable in his heart, he ignored the servant's surprised expression and sat in the living room to smoke a cigarette. Yes, since they lived together, he had stopped smoking because he was afraid of affecting her and Feitong's health. But he had already indulged last night, and he didn't care about indulging again. After taking two puffs, he still stubbed out the cigarette butt, and ordered the servant to open the window to ventilate the smoke. The wall clock on the wall pointed to seven o'clock. get up.

He was a little afraid of how embarrassing the two of them would be when they met. After thinking about it for a while, when he heard some movement upstairs, he stood up and was about to go out for a stroll in the garden, but her voice had already sounded, with a deep voice. Hoarse, his heart was soft and uncomfortable, his eyelids were twitching all the time, he couldn't hold back, really couldn't hold back, he had already turned around and took a few steps to hug her in his arms.

Her tears rolled down, her red and swollen eyes were like two lovely peaches, she choked up from crying, hugged him tightly, her face pressed against his chest and refused to get up.

His tears couldn't be controlled, his arms locked her body tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, he was trembling all over, his fingers were frighteningly cold, but he didn't care about her and hugged her tightly Looking at her, after hugging her for a long time, he suddenly pushed her away, looking at her tear-stained, snow-white face with red eyes, and then, he suddenly heard his own voice, it was So affectionate.

"Jingzhi, I love you." He said seriously, put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her into his arms little by little. She seemed to be stupid, her body was as stiff as a stone, just like Let him move like a puppet, as if he has lost the ability to move, he can only look at him dully, look at his haggard but handsome face, look at his eyes shining like morning stars, look at him seriously Tell her every word that he loves her.

"Yes, I love you, Jingzhi." He repeated it again, a smile appeared in his eyes bit by bit, but the smile was crystal clear.

"You...don't feel burdened, I just want to speak out, and I'm just worried that I won't have a chance to tell you in the future."

He smiled deeper, and there were deep lines on the corners of his lips, which portrayed his nervousness. His arms around her were as hard as iron, and every inch of his skin was trembling. She never knew that a man like him could also There will be moments like this.

"Eat breakfast, I'll take a shower..." He almost ran away, not daring to look at her face, so, her bright and bright eyes, the smudges on her cheeks, the tenderness on her lips He didn't see the faint smile, the deep joy and tenderness in her eyes when she followed his figure.

ps: By the way, brother Zhu has always been very abusive, why did Mao write that when Shao Ting hugged Jing Zhi, he would burst into tears?It seems that I am really old, so I can't watch this heart-wrenching drama, I burst into tears...

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