In the morning, he got up early in the morning. In fact, he got up very early. But before, he just waited for Xiang Qinglan to leave first. Of course, there is no need now. He is in good spirits. Compared with yesterday,
Don't know how much better it is.
"Let's go, let's go to work," Qing took Xiang Qinglan's hand and walked out. When she walked outside the door, a cold wind blew by. It seemed like winter. This winter may be very cold.
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"Wait a minute," Qing suddenly stopped and turned back quickly, while Xiang Qinggang stood waiting for him, staring at his back strangely, not knowing what he wanted to do.
When Qing Qing came out, she held a silk scarf in her hand. It was light green and had rows of small flowers on it, which was very beautiful.
He came over and put the silk scarf around Xiang Qinglan's neck. He saw a man buying it for a woman when he was passing by the street once, so he also bought one.
After adjusting the angle of the scarf, he nodded with satisfaction, "Yeah, not bad. It looks good and can block the wind."
Xiang Qinglan reached out and stroked the silk scarf around her neck. It was made of very light and soft fabric and was very comfortable to wear.
"Are you beautiful?" She said silently. The feeling from her heart made her eyes suddenly hurt. Sometimes a movement or a small expression can make people want to cry. Qing,
She is so clear.
"Beautiful, very beautiful, Lan is the most beautiful," Qing stared closely at Xiang Qinglan's thin but more beautiful face, and praised her sincerely. His Lan is of course the most beautiful.
In the future, he will give her many things. Xiang Qinglan smiled and nodded, holding his hand. The two people's backs looked particularly harmonious, and there was a kind of warm affection rippling around them.
The colors fell on them, like painted colorful silk threads, especially light and clean.
In the warehouse of the newspaper office, Qing easily carried a large bundle of newspapers, while Xiang Qinglan held a small bundle in his hands, which was not heavy at all. The man next to him stared at the green-eyed man following Xiang Qinglan.
Strangely, she stared at his back for a long time, as if she was remembering something.
He seemed to have seen this man somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. However, he was very happy to have someone who could help the mute woman. After all, this job was really too hard for a woman.
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Xiang Qinglan followed Qing. Qing was a perfect porter, but he was very happy and looked at the woman behind him with a smile on his face.
But this scene clearly fell into the eyes of a man. He slammed the steering wheel hard. He thought he could see her dejected and even crying. However, he really guessed wrong. They gave her
Such a big surprise, such a happy couple, it really stung his eyes.
With a cold smile, he sat in the car, took out a cigarette, and quickly lit it. As the smoke enveloped him, the good mood he finally got was completely destroyed this time.
He kept following them like a fool, his pursed lips were like a straight line without any deviation.
He turned his face and happened to see a TV screen of a shopping mall showing his own interview.
And he and Gong Ruxue stood in front of everyone like golden girls. The flashlights kept flashing. Gong Ruxue smiled sweetly, but he still didn't look like a man who wanted to marry the woman he loved.
Such a thin face and calm eyes really remind people of the word "perfunctory" with the woman beside him. What is he perfunctory about? It's her, or himself...
Looking at such a strange yet familiar self, he suddenly put out the cigarette in his hand, and the car left quickly. His chest felt uncomfortable, and even when he breathed, there seemed to be an indescribable pain. It was like
A small sharp needle was pricking me continuously, one needle after another, and the pain was very small and continuous.
Until the car drove to his apartment. The apartment where he had lived for two years. However, at this time, looking at the place where he had lived for two years, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.
What is this, his place of residence, or his home?
Has he been ignoring something?
After coming down, he walked in. There were several servants he hired in the apartment. They all greeted him politely, but he just had a sullen face. They didn't know what to say, so they had to leave.
, the male protagonist of this family is always gloomy and unstable, and is not easy to get close to.
Su Zhetuo sat on the leather sofa and put his hand on the table, but something weighed him down. He lowered his head and saw a stack of red wedding stickers. When he opened it, he saw that the day was actually the day after tomorrow.
Does he really have the intention to get married the day after tomorrow? Everything is done by the wedding company. He only needs to be his groom. But he no longer knows the difference between this marriage and the last one.
. Rubbing his swollen eyebrows.
He leaned on the sofa, and for the first time, he felt a sense of powerlessness.
The wedding sticker in his hand was rubbed up by him, then he let go and dropped it to the ground.
Opening his eyes, he stared at the wedding notes on the table with a complicated expression, feeling an urge to destroy everything. However, he still forced himself to calm down. The joyful red made him feel depressed.
However, no matter how much he suppresses or resists, this is an unchangeable fact. He must get married. Zeng Jin longed to be with Gong Ruxue, but now, he begins to get married.
Somewhat disgusted.
He stood up and walked to his room. It was full of bright colors, sheets, wallpaper, and even furniture. When did he feel strange and strange? It seemed that it was no longer his home, but just a place to live.
It was just a place to sleep. Suddenly, he wanted to go back to the past, but there was no such possibility in this world.
He opened the window and breathed in the air outside the window. His eyes, which were gradually getting darker, were deep and without any focus.
He picked up a cigarette and started smoking quietly. The sun fell on him, but it still couldn't erase the loneliness all over his body.
what happened to him?
Gong Ruxue opened the door, slowly approached him, and hugged his waist tightly from behind. "Tuo, we can finally be together openly." She leaned her face on his back and smelled
With the mature smell on his body, I really feel that I am so happy.
"Husband," said softly, but Su Zhetuo's body trembled obviously.
"You should call me by my name," he pulled her hand away without leaving any trace and stood on the other side. This call from her husband seemed to wake him up, making him finally wake up from his confusion.
. And his eyes became even darker, and there seemed to be an indescribable sadness on his face.