Li Shao, your wife has turned black

Chapter 21 You Can Only Be My Woman
As night fell, the bar street hidden in the busy city was at night, when it was bustling with noise. The bar on the corner of the street was decorated exquisitely and elegantly, and melodious singing came from inside.

It was not too late at night, and there was already a guest drunk. It was a tall, handsome, and very attractive man, his eyes were blurred, and his big bony hand was holding a crystal clear wine glass. A glass, like drinking water.

Suddenly, a clear, pure, and comfortable singing sounded in the bar. The violin accompaniment was weeping and melodious, the melody was ups and downs, and the sorrow was lingering.

When the man heard the singing, it was as if he had been hit on the head suddenly. He quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of the stage.

Under the romantic dim light, a beautiful woman in a long white flowing dress was playing a violin, facing him sideways, singing penetratingly.

The man looked at her from afar, his eyes gradually becoming idiotic.

"Love is like a song, it's just left behind, irretrievable and then parting, why is it just disappointment, filling my emptiness, I didn't kiss goodbye this night, still saying that I will never think of it is an excuse, I never knew that I was going to break up, but my heart always Every moment, she is still occupied by her, she is like the moon, still silent, playing the violin solo, the bright moon is half leaning on the late autumn, my concern, my longing, until later..."

This song is a bit sad and sad, but it makes people who have emotional experience feel very cordial and resonant.

When the woman repeatedly sang "but my heart is still occupied by her every moment", the man finally couldn't help it, stood up staggeringly, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and shattered into pieces. Fragments, bright red wine spilled on the carpet, and then fainted.

The woman was startled by the sound of falling to the ground, looking back suddenly in the romantic and hazy light, a familiar pretty face fell into the eyes of the man.

"Xiao Ai..." The man's excited handsome face showed an ecstatic smile, he took stumbling steps, and rushed towards her in a stumbling manner.

Like a frightened elf, the woman quickly stood up from the chair and left lightly. The long white dress drew an arc in midair, setting off a ravishing fragrance.

"Xiao Ai, don't go..." Li Juechen couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or in reality. He only knew that the woman in front of him was the one he wanted to find, and he couldn't let her go. He rushed over and hugged her from behind, tightly, with a hoarse voice full of sorrowful vicissitudes, "I was looking for you very hard, don't leave me again."

"Sir, you are drunk and mistaken." The woman did not turn her head, her pure voice was indifferent.

"I didn't admit the wrong person. You are my wife Tao Xiaoai. I won't sign the divorce agreement. You can only be my woman for the rest of your life." Li Juechen hugged her tightly and said domineeringly.

"I heard that your wife committed suicide by jumping into the sea. Are you not afraid of seeing ghosts?" The woman's voice suddenly became cold, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly filled with a gloomy and strange atmosphere.

But Li Juechen hugged her even tighter: "Whether you are a human or a ghost, I will never let you go." As long as she returns to him, he doesn't care at all.

"Really?" The corners of the woman's lips curled up slightly, and she let out a contemptuous sneer. Suddenly, with a wave of her hand, a strange fragrance emanated from her clothes.

With a bang, the man fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)