gossip wife

Chapter 167

Just like that, she dragged her luggage and walked on the straight long street. Occasionally, a car would speed by on the road. She walked forward in a daze, not knowing where to go.

She moved out, and she didn't know where the next stop would be. Suddenly, she became a homeless person again, how ridiculous.

Ha ha - she really laughed out, bitter and self-deprecating, like a lunatic.

Grandma said, Zhixuan, you can't get a divorce. If you get divorced, you will be bullied. You can't follow your mother's old path.

My sister said, Zhixuan, marriage is a fart, it can't guarantee that a man will not spend his days and nights, and it can't guarantee that he won't make vows to other women in the next moment, so I don't want to get married.

So, who should she listen to?In the past two years, she has endured her mother-in-law's meanness, and she has tolerated Lu Haoran's disgust. She doesn't want a divorce, and she knows what her sister said is right, but she just wants to have a family like ordinary people, even if this family Nobody likes her, but at least it's still a home!

Now it seems that she is deceiving herself and others. His husband can't help but let the woman outside get pregnant and bring the woman back to their home. What kind of shit is this?Is it still a home?
There was hot water rushing out of her eyes, she held on to the electric pole on the street, her back was slightly arched, her face was facing the ground, there was a suffocating throbbing pain in her left chest, she had no strength, and she walked along the electric pole Sliding down and sitting down, I didn't care about the dampness on the ground, my whole body and face were wet, my hair stuck to my face, I opened my mouth, and breathed heavily.

With trembling hands, she opened the zipper of the satchel, and searched for the medicine that Xi Chen had prepared for her. There was no water, and she swallowed it dryly, waiting for the pain in her left chest to ease.

There is a wide road next to her, and there are no pedestrians. The night is very cold, and the street lamps above cast her a warm orange, but there is no warmth at all.

A car drove past, but stopped opposite her.

"Su Zhixuan?"

Someone was calling her, she raised her eyes in her chaotic consciousness, opposite, the man sitting in the white car, vague but familiar, his deeply frowned eyebrows fell into her eyes.

Su Zhixuan blinked vigorously, her eyelashes wet by the rain made her squint, she couldn't see clearly the man sitting in the car opposite, but that handsome and extraordinary face broke into her eyes as flamboyantly as his .

Is it... Quan Ye?
She couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen him, and they hadn't been in touch since she rejected his request last time.

Some people, you can't see them when you want to see them, but they just show up when you don't want to see them.

For example, now, she doesn't want to see him at all, as if she will be caught by him every time she is in a mess.

Su Zhixuan flusteredly raised her hand to wipe away the tears and rain from her face, her heart ached no longer, she stood up while holding on to the telephone pole, grabbed the handle of the suitcase, turned around and immediately dragged her luggage away.

It's just that I don't know him, and I don't want him to see me like this at all.

There was the sound of a car chasing after her. The speed of the car was not fast, and it was driving slowly beside her. She walked with her head down, not looking at him in the car.

But this man is not sensible at all, he not only follows her, but also asks questions endlessly.

"Su Zhixuan? What's wrong with you?"

"Su Zhixuan, why are you ignoring me? You don't know me anymore?"

"Su Zhixuan, I'm Quan Ye, you won't forget me if I haven't seen you for a month, right? Didn't you say that you have a photographic memory?"

(End of this chapter)