Everything about last night slowly became clearer.
Zhao Weiguang said that he had fallen in love with her for a long time. He had always wanted to find a woman like Cheng Weiting in his life, who was beautiful, kind and considerate...
It is not only the ears but also the heart that are soaked in sweetness in love words.
Cheng Weiting fell silent in his tenderness and couldn't extricate herself.
When Cheng Weiting was at work, those joking men always liked to say that their wives were so powerful that they made themselves vegetarian for a week...
At that time, she thought that she had been a vegetarian for several years.
When Zhao Weiguang stood up and patted her twice on the face to leave, Cheng Weiting felt that she could no longer leave Zhao Weiguang, and the inseparable longing was all written on her face.
Zhao Weiguang had already put on his clothes and was holding Cheng Weiting's hand. At this time, Cheng Weiting's eyes were hazy, intoxicated in each other's entanglement...
Cheng Weiting was so distracted the next morning that she couldn't do anything.
She didn't understand what she was doing. Was she still the innocent self?
How could she, who had always followed the rules, become so frivolous? She did not dare to recall what had just happened, but her mind was filled with the scenes just now.
On the one hand, I am happy, on the other hand, I am repentant, on the other hand, I am reflecting, on the other hand, I am looking forward to...
She felt that this man was like a ghost that had taken over her soul, captured her soul, and was entangled in her nerves all the time.
Her mind was confused and her bones ached.
Everything about last night, like a movie she couldn't get enough of, played over and over in her mind...
In the morning, with a red face, she told Zhao Weiguang what he could and could not say. Even if the city was stormy one day, he should keep his mouth shut.
Zhao Weiguang looked at her passionately and said, I listen to you, and I will listen to you in the future...
Such love words were never spoken by her husband before, and what he gave to her was something that her husband had never given...
Sang Xiaoyu came here once and asked her how she was doing, was she still getting used to it?
She nodded her head and said yes.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her strangely how she became beautiful and had a bright spring on her face.
Cheng Weiting was scared and said she was making fun of herself.
At that time, Sang Xiaoyu didn't know anything and thought that work had cured her injuries.
Cheng Weiting couldn't do anything, she only had Zhao Weiguang in her heart.
This feeling is both longing and fearful.
During the day, Zhao Weiguang was fine. He followed Sang Xiaoyu for a whole day, and Cheng Weiting thought about him the whole day.
Not seeing her for one day felt like three autumns apart, and Cheng Weiting felt that she was really at a loss.
As night approached, Cheng Weiting became scared.
She thought, what if Zhao Weiguang just regards her as a lonely woman? What if he uses this to humiliate herself? Will her reputation be ruined by this child?
The more I think about it, the more afraid I become.
She quickly packed her things and went home.
She is afraid.
Even though she was sleeping on a comfortable bed at home, she couldn't fall asleep.
The phone rang, and it was a text message from Zhao Weiguang, asking her why she wasn't waiting for him at work? He also asked her where her home was.
Cheng Weiting said that she had returned to her parents' home and it was not convenient for her to reply to him.
Zhao Weiguang wisely kept silent.
Cheng Weiting couldn't sleep all night, and finally at dawn, she didn't know how she would face this man who was ten years younger than herself.
As soon as he arrived at the condiment factory, he saw Zhao Weiguang joking with others at the door. He was clearly looking in the direction of the door with a guilty conscience.
When he saw Cheng Weiting, he felt relieved, gave her a blazing look, and then went to work.
She prepared the meal early, and in the evening, Zhao Weiguang came again.
There was silence in the factory, as if they were alone. Only the occasional barking of dogs made them realize that this was not a comfortable home, but a factory.
For three days in a row, Zhao Weiguang stayed in the warehouse...
The two of them couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and couldn't care less about the crowd.
Knowing that she couldn't do anything, Cheng Weiting's eyes shone with the light of a well-deserved death.
a week has passed.
The popularity between the two has lessened.
Zhao Weiguang installed screens on the windows so that they could be opened when sleeping at night and would not be so stuffy. He also made a simple bed out of spice boxes when no one was around.
He stacked boxes together, but the height was not high enough, so he used paper shells as cushions, doubling the size of the bed.
Cheng Weiting was happy when she saw it, but she said that such a bed would not last long and would be sold out of the warehouse.
Zhao Weiguang stretched his arms straight and pulled them inward, saying that he was extremely strong. Wouldn't it be more interesting to build a new bed every day?
Cheng Weiting's brain was so dizzy by him that a smile from the bottom of her heart rippled on her lips. Zhao Weiguang took her hand and confessed affectionately: Don't be afraid or nervous, I won't let you down.
The first time I saw you, I had an indescribable strange feeling in my heart. Now I understand, I...I love you."
Cheng Weiting fell.
During the three months they were together, Cheng Weiting felt as if her brain was broken and she didn't listen to her brain's instructions.
Zhao Chunling was not the first to discover the problem.
It's Uncle Wu.
The first thing I suspected was the half bottle of wine I had thrown away.
His wine was the cheapest. At first he thought he was drunk and drank all the wine. But he only drank one glass at a time and his brain was not damaged.
Half a bottle of wine was lost, but he didn't take it seriously.
But Zhao Weiguang's behavior made him a little suspicious.
First of all, one day I felt sick to my stomach and couldn't drink. Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhao came in with wine like a ghost.
Uncle Wu said he couldn't drink because his stomach felt uncomfortable.
Xiao Zhao immediately told him to go home and take his place.
He talked about his experience and said that he is now homeless.
Uncle Wu happened to feel uncomfortable, so he went home.
Early the next morning, he came to the factory early and wanted to fill in the duty record, mainly because he was old and didn't have much sleep. However, he arrived at six o'clock, but he couldn't call Xiao Zhao who was closest to the door.
It was almost eight o'clock when Xiao Zhao ran out in a panic. Uncle Wu asked him why he didn't sleep with the guard? Xiao Zhao said he slept in his office.
Uncle Wu didn't believe it.
But he didn't say anything.
A few days later, Uncle Wu discovered that Xiao Zhao stayed in the factory almost every night.
One day, Uncle Wu, who had not been drinking, became very curious. He could not imagine what Xiao Zhao was doing in the factory if he did not go home. If anything happened, he would be responsible.
It was completely dark.
Uncle Wu first tiptoed to his office and found that not only was there no light, the door was also locked.
The lock is the kind that is locked on the outside, which proves that it is impossible for Xiao Zhao to be inside and locked on the outside.
Uncle Wu was afraid of what he would really do. Even at this moment, Uncle Wu would never have imagined that the two of them would get together.
But when he arrived at the warehouse, he found a faint light in the room.
It was a scorching June day, and with all the doors and windows open, the room was still stuffy, but Uncle Wu didn't dare to go any further because the sound coming from the window made it clear that one didn't have to listen carefully to understand what was going on.