The queen's hot mom is here

Chapter 387
Her thoughts were interrupted, Xuewei looked at the sadness and joy in Huangfu Ming's eyes, and really wanted to tell him...

This baby room is not wasted at all, because his biological daughter is playing in the room now, and as for the boy's share, it will not be wasted...

"Come on, Wei, let me show you our room." After speaking, Huangfu Ming took Xuewei's hand and went to their room.

open the door……

What caught my eye was the wedding photo hanging above the bed.

Xuewei walked in slowly, looking at the spotless bed, the spotless dressing table, bedside table, and wardrobe.She clearly knew that Huangfu Ming must have sent someone to clean this room regularly.

"Why..." An incomprehensible murmur overflowed from between the peaks of his lips.

Huangfu Ming walked to her side in doubt: "What?"

"You shouldn't know that I'm still alive, right? Then why do you keep this house?" Xuewei doesn't understand, doesn't understand, what's the point of keeping this room?If she really died four years ago, she would never be able to see this place, even if she stayed, it would be meaningless.

"I don't know why I still want to keep this villa." Huangfu Ming sat on the edge of the bed sadly, staring directly at the wedding photo hanging above the bed, and said lightly: "I really don't know you I'm still alive. I know that even if you stay here, you will never see it again. But..."

"I don't know why, but for more than three years, I have come here habitually once a week. Every time I come here, I always feel that you are waiting for me at home. As time goes by, this place... has become One of my dependencies."

It is the dependence of home...

It is the load of love with Xuewei.

This man has long regarded this place as a kind of spiritual sustenance. He just feels that as long as he comes here, he is living with Xuewei and continuing their love with Xuewei.

Therefore, for more than three years, this man could not tolerate any woman in his eyes, let alone open his heart to any woman, and indulged in his own fantasy forever and ever.

In his fantasy, he is a man with a family, a wife and children.

how many times……

Huangfu Ming had hallucinations here, Xuewei was sitting and eating in the kitchen, and the children were running outside the manor.But when he really went to embrace his wife and child, all illusions were shattered.

Even so, this is already a kind of satisfaction for this man who has been alone for more than three years. At least, he can still meet Xuewei in his dream...

but……

"Hehe, it's all right now. You're really back, the mistress of the house has indeed appeared, and our children are playing next door. I finally don't have to worry about waking up from the dream..." Huangfu Ming smiled sadly , got up, and hugged Xuewei tightly.

Real touch; warm body temperature.Everything is so real, he really doesn't need to just indulge in fantasy anymore.

Of course...

"Huangfuming, do you feel that everything seems to be back to the dot?"

In the ear, Xuewei's somewhat cold voice came, and Huangfuming let go of his hands that were holding her body tightly, and looked at her terrifying icy eyes in puzzlement.

"Perhaps, for you, Huangfu Ming, now that I'm back, everything can go back to more than three years ago. But..."

"For me, Xuewei, I will never forget what happened more than three years ago!"

"Wei... I know..."

When Huangfu Ming was about to speak, Xuewei interrupted him coldly: "You don't know! Huangfu Ming, you don't know anything! Just imagine, if... more than three years ago, if I didn't hate you, You can't die. You just set up a scene of feigning death, and now all that you Huangfu Ming has prepared are really nothing but illusions!"

With a 'slap' kick, Xuewei angrily kicked over the bedside table. "What's the use of making our home gorgeous and warm? I can't see it, I really can't see it. Why couldn't you cherish me when I was alive, more than three years ago ?!"

"If you didn't have enough trust in me, why would I have left home for so many years?!"

"Huangfu Ming! The reason why I can see this family with my own eyes today is that you should thank me for the hatred I bear. If it weren't for this hatred, I would not die, nor would I die. I... will never... I'll see you!" After saying that, Xuewei glared at him resentfully, slammed the door and left without looking back.

The originally cold villa managed to regain a trace of temperature, and immediately fell into the freezing point again.

Huangfu Ming sat on the head of the bed in a daze, every word Xuewei said kept echoing in his ears...

'You do not know!Huangfu Ming, you don't know anything!Just imagine, if... more than three years ago, I couldn't die if it wasn't because of hatred.You only set up a scene of feigning death, and now everything you Huangfu Ming has prepared is really nothing more than a mirror image! '

If Xuewei hadn't mentioned it, he would have never discovered that if Xuewei had really committed suicide back then, this room would always be just a place of his imagination, and Xuewei would never have seen it with her own eyes.He too will sit forever and ever dreaming over and over again, only to wake up in vain.

Of course...

When Xuewei appeared, he thought that he could redeem himself by spending more than three years punishing himself for distrusting her back then.

However, all of these are meaningless.

because……

The person who made all of this is himself!
all of these……

But he asked for it!

Now that Xuewei has returned intact, it does not mean that everything can return to the original point.The more than three years of separation between them is a painful memory that they will never be able to erase...

Xuewei's residence.

"Sister Weiwei, are you back? Is today's date still romantic? I thought you wouldn't be back today." As soon as Xuewei got home, Li Xiaoxiao kept chatting non-stop, and she didn't listen to a word. into the ears.

"Sister Weiwei, what's the matter with you? Did you quarrel with your brother-in-law?" Sensing that Xuewei's expression was wrong, Li Xiaoxiao asked worriedly.

"Xiao Xiao, I want to be alone for a while, don't talk to me yet." Xuewei finished speaking expressionlessly, and lay down on a beauty couch thoughtfully.

'I don't know why, but for more than three years, I have come here habitually once a week.Every time I come here, I feel that you are waiting for me at home. As time goes by, this place...becomes a dependence of mine. '

'Hehe, it's all right now.You really come back, the mistress of the house is actually there, and our kids are playing next door.I finally don't have to be afraid of waking up from the dream...'

(End of this chapter)