See You Tonight, Master Su

After walking through the gates of hell, she felt a little weak and her brain was even more dizzy than it was. It took her a long time to stop her tears, and a smile that was uglier than tears appeared on the corner of her lips. She turned her head and glanced over Su Minglang's painful eyes. Her eyes slowly fixed on Ai Mu's face.

"Ai Mu, take Xiaotaiyang out for a while. Gu Ji, you too..."

Tong Hua's voice was very soft and soft, with almost no temperature, but it was clearly heard by several people. She said a simple sentence, but the meaning was very clear. She had something to say to Su Minglang alone, so she asked them to avoid it.

Ai mu shook her hand and stood up. "Tong Hua, remember to say a few words less. I just asked the doctor. She said you need to rest now."

"I know. Don't worry about me." Tong Hua smiled at her.

This smile, Ai Mu saw in his eyes, only he was so uncomfortable, she was smiling, but it was very cold, as if it was cold to the bone.

The few of them went out, and Xiaotaiyang's sobbing stopped. The door of the ward slowly closed.

"Honey..." Only then did Su Minglang have the chance to approach her, sit on the edge of her bed, hold her cold little hand in his palm, wrap it up, and come closer to kiss her.

With his head away, Tong Hua quietly avoided his kiss. His lips landed on her neck.

Su Minglang's eyes darkened, a little annoyed, and his voice lacked confidence. "Are you angry? You hit me..."

You hit me, right? If it had been before, Tong Hua would have laughed out loud for his words. Did that sound like what the superior Suzongcai said?

But now, forgive her for not being in the mood to laugh at all. She frowned and stared at the man's chiseled face with a serious expression. Her voice was dry and hoarse.

"Su Minglang, let me drink."

Su Minglang froze. "Be good, wait, I'll get you some water right away."

The man moved very quickly, with a kind heart, and soon filled the glass cup beside him with water. He laid her on the head of the bed and was about to reach his lips to try the water temperature before handing it to her. Unexpectedly, the glass was stopped by Tong Hua's sudden hand. She said "No" in a hoarse voice and grabbed the glass. Her expression was a little strange.

Thinking of the rejected kiss, he frowned and let go of his hand. "Be careful it's hot!"

"No."

The water was indeed not very hot, but tong tian's hand holding the cup was a little unstable and trembling. Without putting the water to her lips, the glass slipped down from her hand.

Fortunately, she was near the bed...

The water didn't spill on the bed, but it fell directly under the bed with the cup.

"I'm sorry... I..." Tong Hua was stunned and didn't know how to explain it. Can she say that the way he touched the cup just now made her sick? She didn't want such an indirect kiss. Lip to lip contact is something related to love, even more sacred than physical contact. It was not that she was pretentious, but that she was really unwilling to have such an encounter with a man who had only kissed another woman affectionately a few hours ago.

Her polite apology made Su Minglang's heart ache. His adam's apple slipped and his voice was hoarse.

Tong Hua, I know you're angry with me. Yes, it doesn't matter if you blame me... I know I did something wrong, I know I shouldn't have done that to you..."

"Su Minglang!" Tong Hua called him and interrupted him.

Taking a breath, Tong Hua's fingers slowly slipped out of his palm. After a moment of silence, she finally sighed.

"There are a few words that I want to ask you. I hope you don't hide from me."

With her eyebrows locked, Su Minglang looked at her small, paper-white face, heartbroken and uncomfortable.

"You asked."

Tong Hua nodded, his face unusually calm.

"You went to Pulangbieshu today?"

"Yes." Su Minglang closed his eyes, not hiding anything. "This is for work."

Work? Is it work to hug a woman who has' hair knots' at the door seven years later?

Tong Hua swallowed and asked with difficulty. "Bai Jia, is she my real sister?"

Su Minglang clenched his hand and looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes. Finally, he nodded his head.

"Why are you hiding it from me?" Tong Hua gently twisted the corner of the quilt and her voice slowed down.

Su Minglang narrowed his eyes. "Tong Hua, I'm hiding this from you. But the truth is not what you think. I can't explain this to you for a while. Be good, you are very weak now. I promise, when you get well, I will tell you everything, okay?"

Su Minglang knew that there was a gap in her heart, but he knew better that according to her current physical condition, she must not suddenly know so much. I know, I have to faint again. Anyway, I have to wait for her to get better...

Seeing that she was silent, he held her in both hands, leaned over her, and spoke in a serious tone. "Darling, about the child... I was wrong."

Having known Su Minglang for so long, Tong Hua had never seen Su Minglang apologize so dispiritedly, but it was just the loss of the child. Was he wrong?

Her mouth moved and she suddenly smiled bitterly. "Don't you believe in buddhism? Abbot Jingkong of the temple said that everything was like a dharma, like a dream, like an illusion. This is not your fault. I can only say that this child is not related to us..."

"Honey..." Su Minglang clenched her hand. "There will be more children."

"Su Minglang..."

Pulling her lips and smiling, Tong Hua resisted the sadness in her heart. She covered her empty stomach with one hand, closed her eyes and recalled the process of losing her child. Once again, the pain made up for the pain in her heart, and her expression became much calmer.

"There's one more thing I want to ask you."

"Say it."

"The temple in m country, the merit book that was burned last time. You wrote that sentence for seven years. Is it true that you have been married for the rest of your life? The lost minister will never continue."

Su Minglang shook her big hand and her face changed. "You... Remember?"

You remember...?

The words that the man spat out in a hurry struck Tong Hua's heart with surprise.

With the word "You," he asked with such certainty.

Now that the master has returned, why does Su Minglang insist on treating herself as a woman from seven years ago?

Tong Hua narrowed his eyes and focused more on his face. The palm of his hand fell involuntarily on his lower abdomen.

The one who gets it, the one who gets it.

A lifetime.

So...

Her eyes were gloomy, and she not only answered his question, but continued to question him harshly.

"Minglang, that hair knot of yours is quite creative. It overturns the chinese tradition of five thousand... You can apply for a patent."

Su Minglang blushed and brushed her cheek with his big hand. His eyebrows were furrowed and the corners of his lips were raised, but there was a hint of meaning.

"Honey, answer me first. Did you remember? Or did someone say something to you?"

The woman doctor just said that Tong Hua had just received the call and had an abortion syndrome. Su Minglang could easily connect things together.

Besides, he suddenly remembered something else.

Tong Hua's sudden question about the temple just now surprised him too much and did not think about it carefully. It was only when he thought back that he realized that although the' hair knot' incident was caused by a moment of interest when the two of them were' in love', when he wrote that sentence on the temple's merit book, he did not let Tong Hua see it. He just joked a few words in front of her and then joked about it. Show her the merit book.

That is to say, even tong tian himself would not know the inscription.

That temple's zen house was on fire...! The merit of stealing is weak...! It seemed that there must be a connection between these two things.

Staring straight at the corners of his handsome face when he was silent, Tong Hua suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and pushed away his loving hand on his face. His voice changed its calm and sobbed with grief. Still not answering his question, every word carried a kind of hedgehog's sharp prick.

Su Minglang, tell me everything you know. About my parents... And, of course, my sister."

"Wife!" The man leaned over, grabbed her shoulder, and said in a serious tone, "I promise you, I'll tell you everything when you're well. Now you just had a baby. Need to rest, close your eyes obediently, huh? I'll stay here with you. I'm not going anywhere."

"No!"

By now, there were so many unusual things that Tong Hua had developed a sense of alertness that something must have happened to her... Why didn't she feel anything all these years? She didn't feel that she had missed or forgotten anything, that normal life, that normal people around her, why didn't anyone tell her about it, but now it happened one by one. On her body.

And what does it mean for su Minglang to change the subject every time he wants to say something? Tong Hua was not stupid. Not only was he not stupid, he was also very rational, calm and logical.

Before that, she was struck by one thing after another, and her mind was a little confused. But this rescue, let her break through the gates of death, but her mind was much clearer. She pushed Su Minglang, word by word, for no other reason than to observe su Minglang. Basically, she trusted her instincts.

It was entirely possible that Su Minglang had mistaken her before Bai Jia. But now that Bai Jia was back, even if he couldn't bear to let go of himself, he wouldn't still be lying to himself to treat Tong Hua like bai jia. Besides, Su Minglang was not such a boring and stupid man.

All of this is too suspicious.

She rubbed her hands gently on her abdomen. Thinking of the innocent child who had run away, she gathered her thoughts. The words she had originally wanted to ask were soon drowned out by another sudden surge of emotion.

She took a deep breath and exhaled. The sad liquid in her eyes slowly flowed back and continued to stare at Su Minglang. Her face was so dark that one could not figure it out.

"Su Minglang -" called him, but she didn't say much.

Slowly, she raised her hand and removed a string of bullet necklaces that never left her body.

Caressing its round bead, her heart ached and she still handed it to the man.

"Here you go."

Su Minglang was stunned, his cold eyes slightly surprised. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, isn't this your token of love with my sister? It's so embarrassing for me to wear it every day. I don't want it anymore."

"What are you talking about! Put it back on -"

"Unless you give me a reason." Tong Hua's tone was very shallow, very weak, with the weak after childbirth, but it was taken for granted.

"Tong Hua -" her eyes were dark and Su Minglang's face clouded over. He understood that Tong Hua's behavior of returning his eighteen sons was clearly to divorce him and to force him. However, he shouted at her in such a hurry that his voice sounded like he had eaten ten kilograms of explosives, but as he stared at her haggard little face, his heart ached and his attitude softened.

Come on! This was his living ancestor.

He raised his hand, sighed, and brushed the hair off her forehead, smiling bitterly.

"Baby, don't be so neat. It's just an internal conflict between our people... Why do you have to kill me?"

"Minglang, in your heart, such a big thing is just a common contradiction?" Tong Hua's eyes were fixed on him.

Su Minglang's heart ached from being looked at. She held her small face in her palm and spoke in a mournful tone.

"Baby, you can't kill a man without mercy. My child is gone, and I'm so... Can I feel better? Think about it. If we're really separated, will the child come back? No! He can only reincarnate and can't find a place. Be good, only when we are together and our child sees that his father has a good attitude will he be reincarnated. Besides, Tong Hua, look at me, look at this stupid, servile old man... Just let me go this time? I promise I won't do that again. If I force you again, you will... Force yourself back, okay?"

Tong Hua was in a hurry.? Forced to come back? Fortunately, he could think of it.

What's more, she's obviously changing the subject, changing the focus of the problem, and playing hide and seek with her? There was no way. Tong Hua stared at him with a frown.

"Su Minglang, let's cut the crap. I'm not divorcing you because of the baby. Do you not understand, or are you pretending? The problem now is that you're sleeping with your sister and thinking about her. Eating in the bowl, looking in the pot... Oh, it's great to be able to enjoy ourselves when we're on the same side as each other... But don't you really think that this is not a good thing to do?"

Su Minglang's eyes darkened and his back stiffened as he stared at her. He did not move. It was obvious that Bai Jia was the one who answered Tong Hua's' fatal' call.

He had always been reluctant to contact them because he was worried about this misunderstanding. He was always thinking of waiting for the right opportunity to tell Tong Hua, but before the right opportunity came, someone else had exposed him... And the way he exposed him, he was so damn stupid.

He hesitated.

In the current situation, if he didn't tell Tong Hua the truth, then he wouldn't be able to clear up his relationship with Bai Jia by jumping to the Yellow River. Not to mention the youngest, he would not believe him if it were him. But if I tell her the truth, will she survive?

In the ward, there was silence...

The two of them looked at each other and made the air quiet for a long time. The process was very long and lasted for several minutes.

In the end, it was Su Minglang who broke the silence. His palm slid down and pressed against her narrow waist. Clenching her hand, she pulled it hard and suddenly held her small body firmly in her arms. One hand imprisoned her, and the other tightly gripped her wrists. He lowered his head and called her name softly. The hot and humid air that came out was filled with the smell of tobacco that belonged to him alone.

"Tong Hua... Turn the story around, will you?"

"Not good."

Tong Hua kept his face away from his lips.

The man noticed her abnormality, his breath tightened, his voice sank, as if he were angry as if he hated her. "Why do you have to be better than me? I admit I was wrong. What else do you want?"

"Su Minglang, calm down. I'm not comparing you, I'm just asserting my rights."

"Bullshit right, bullshit calm! You're going to divorce me. How can I calm down?" The man's eyes turned red and he hugged her even harder.

In his hot breath, Tong Hua's scalp went numb and numb. For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"Su Minglang..."

Su Minglang's heart tightened with her weak voice.

With a soft' em', he lowered his forehead and pressed it against her forehead. The strength in her hand loosened, caressing her back carefully, patting it, patting it again and again, as if she was protecting a rare treasure, but her voice was unbelievably mute.

"Tong Hua, you are not allowed to leave again! I've had enough of living without you."

Once again, he used "Again," and then left?

Tong Hua's suspicious gaze deepened a little and stared straight at his face, which turned the world upside down. Was he really her past?

Once she was sure, but after this incident, Tong Hua found it hard to understand. How did it happen? How did it turn out like this? How could she not believe anything? Even the memories in her head could not believe it.

On her increasingly odd little face, Su Minglang could no longer see her emotions and was as anxious as ants on a frying pan.

Men like to use their limbs when they are anxious.

He lowered his head and leaned over. After being rejected many times, he was unwilling to kiss her again.

However, Tong Hua felt uncomfortable with the intimacy because of the photo. His stomach churned and his head tilted back. It was not until he had sunk the back of his head into the pillow, unable to retreat, that he was panting and bristling in his rapid breathing.

"Damn, don't touch me... Let's get down to business!"

The man held her head with one hand, and the force in his hand was so great that his lips were pressed against the corners of her lips.

"No more kissing? I have to give it a kiss."

His roguish spirit made Tong Hua extremely angry and spat out in disgust.

"Su Minglang, are you an asshole? In Pulangbieshu today, why haven't you kissed enough?"

Pulangbieshu? What kiss?

Su Minglang frowned and nibbled on the tip of her nose. He looked up and his eyes twinkled.

"Tong Hua, what the hell are you talking about? Who did I kiss?"

Who did you kiss?

Tong Hua snorted coldly in his heart. There was no extra expression on his ashen little face. She really did not want to play charades anymore. She could not bear it any longer and simply spoke to him openly. She flipped out her cell phone under her pillow and threw it in front of him angrily.

"Look for yourself."

Su Minglang fished for the phone suspiciously. "What are you looking at?"

"Mms."

Mms?

Su Minglang's eyes turned cold.

Needless to say, without looking at the mms, he realized the key to the problem. He pressed his cold lips tightly and slid open the mms quietly.

At first glance, even though he was prepared, his face was still cold. The first photo was normal. It was when he appeared at Bai Jia's door. As for the second one... It was a little special!

His cold eyes narrowed dangerously, and he laughed back in anger.

"That's really ridiculous. Tong Hua, who do you think I am? Even that?"

Tong Hua's heart sank and he raised his chin. His voice was weak but sharp. "Why don't you believe me? Such an affectionate and unrestrained Su Minglang... Is there a semicolon in the world?"