Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Leaving the car, Zhuo pinsu looked at her husband and looked out of the window. It was strange.
"Nothing!" Lin mushen took back his sight and looked at his wife, "how about Su Su?"
Zhuo pinsu lowered his eyelids, spilled a bitter smile, and had tears on his face. He hugged Lin mushen and choked, "mushen, what should I do? What should I do? I may... Not have a child."
Lin mushen didn't say anything, but comfortingly stroked her back and hugged her tightly.
Without accident, Wei silently stayed alone in Mingjia's suite.
Leaning against the balcony window, holding a glass of red wine and inviting the moon to drink, Wei silently laughed at his foolish behavior. The white moonlight and the yellow street lamp refracted into the room without the light on, only reflecting her thin but beautiful figure.
They all say that first love is the most beautiful.
Wei silently always thought that her first love was so beautiful and sweet that it would not disappear in her memory in the future. They held hands until they were old and became the most profound love in their life.
However, the reality of distance and money strangled her appointment. That night, she knew that the so-called profundity was just a fantasy of talking to herself.
Therefore, she was drunk and crazy, which also made her start the "fallen" lover trade.
Just
Wei pounded her head silently. Her thoughts began to be confused after she left the hospital. She doesn't know what's going on with her current state of mind? It seems to be a very simple problem. She can't get around this complex maze to find the exit.
Shouldn't, shouldn't
Wei drank the wine silently, turned and took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag.
She has never tried because she is a good child in the eyes of her parents. Father hates smokers most, so generally even relatives don't smoke in her house.
However, she is always curious, and that stubborn stubbornness makes her more persistent to try what it feels like in the smoke?
A cluster of fire flashed, and then a pungent smell came out. Wei silently put the smoke close to his mouth, slightly opened his lips, and slowly tried to take a sip
"Cough, cough, cough..." it's expected to be choking and exciting. However, she seems to want to take another sip, another sip
Long hair spread out, big waves hung over her shoulders and neck, and Wei's silent beautiful eyes narrowed slightly under black frame glasses. Her slender fingers held cigarette butts with scattered smoke. The dark light from the window hit her side. The open balcony window blew in the cool wind from time to time and lifted her long hair. It was clear that she should be elegant and beautiful, but she was so decadent and cold.
Only a little light flickered in the darkness.
The sudden SMS ring rings, and Wilmer muses that he hasn't heard the SMS for a long time. He called her all this time. It's a text message again tonight.
Without going to open it, Wei silently threw away his cigarette butts, got up, took his bag and went out.
She doesn't want to be alone in Mingjia tonight. She is used to the warmth of her arms. In such an agitated night, her heart is a nameless tangle that needs to be calmed down by the cold night.
Suddenly a rapid telephone ring rang. Wei frowned silently and answered the phone.
The voice of the people on the other side of the phone came. Wei's silent face turned pale in an instant. He clenched his fingers on the mobile phone and almost crushed the mobile phone.
"Nothing!" Lin mushen took back his sight and looked at his wife, "how about Su Su?"
Zhuo pinsu lowered his eyelids, spilled a bitter smile, and had tears on his face. He hugged Lin mushen and choked, "mushen, what should I do? What should I do? I may... Not have a child."
Lin mushen didn't say anything, but comfortingly stroked her back and hugged her tightly.
Without accident, Wei silently stayed alone in Mingjia's suite.
Leaning against the balcony window, holding a glass of red wine and inviting the moon to drink, Wei silently laughed at his foolish behavior. The white moonlight and the yellow street lamp refracted into the room without the light on, only reflecting her thin but beautiful figure.
They all say that first love is the most beautiful.
Wei silently always thought that her first love was so beautiful and sweet that it would not disappear in her memory in the future. They held hands until they were old and became the most profound love in their life.
However, the reality of distance and money strangled her appointment. That night, she knew that the so-called profundity was just a fantasy of talking to herself.
Therefore, she was drunk and crazy, which also made her start the "fallen" lover trade.
Just
Wei pounded her head silently. Her thoughts began to be confused after she left the hospital. She doesn't know what's going on with her current state of mind? It seems to be a very simple problem. She can't get around this complex maze to find the exit.
Shouldn't, shouldn't
Wei drank the wine silently, turned and took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag.
She has never tried because she is a good child in the eyes of her parents. Father hates smokers most, so generally even relatives don't smoke in her house.
However, she is always curious, and that stubborn stubbornness makes her more persistent to try what it feels like in the smoke?
A cluster of fire flashed, and then a pungent smell came out. Wei silently put the smoke close to his mouth, slightly opened his lips, and slowly tried to take a sip
"Cough, cough, cough..." it's expected to be choking and exciting. However, she seems to want to take another sip, another sip
Long hair spread out, big waves hung over her shoulders and neck, and Wei's silent beautiful eyes narrowed slightly under black frame glasses. Her slender fingers held cigarette butts with scattered smoke. The dark light from the window hit her side. The open balcony window blew in the cool wind from time to time and lifted her long hair. It was clear that she should be elegant and beautiful, but she was so decadent and cold.
Only a little light flickered in the darkness.
The sudden SMS ring rings, and Wilmer muses that he hasn't heard the SMS for a long time. He called her all this time. It's a text message again tonight.
Without going to open it, Wei silently threw away his cigarette butts, got up, took his bag and went out.
She doesn't want to be alone in Mingjia tonight. She is used to the warmth of her arms. In such an agitated night, her heart is a nameless tangle that needs to be calmed down by the cold night.
Suddenly a rapid telephone ring rang. Wei frowned silently and answered the phone.
The voice of the people on the other side of the phone came. Wei's silent face turned pale in an instant. He clenched his fingers on the mobile phone and almost crushed the mobile phone.