This is the first time that Lu Nianchen has not returned home late at night since Sui Xinlei and Song Chenyang were together that day.

Sui Xinlei was nestled on the sofa in the living room, holding a large pillow in her arms and resting her chin on the edge of the pillow. From time to time, she raised her eyes to look at the wall clock on the wall. The hour hand on the clock was changing one hour after another.

And she actually spent hours after hours in this posture.

When sleep came over her, she never thought about going back to her room. She just thought that at a certain moment, she would hear the sound of the door turning, and then a familiar figure would appear.

However, such an expected scene did not appear.

Perhaps due to sitting for a long time, Sui Xinlei felt some numbness in her bent right leg.

So Sui Xinlei sat up straight, yawned, and stretched out her hand to massage her right leg.

As she pressed it, Sui Xinlei suddenly realized that at this moment she looked like a resentful woman facing her husband's return late at night. She twitched her lips in self-mockery.

In fact, even Sui Xinlei herself didn't know why she had to wait for Song Chenyang to come back. She could have gone back to the room to sleep just like before, but she chose to treat him because she already had a concern in her heart.

Looking at the empty left side of the bed, Sui Xinlei felt that her left atrium had also become empty, as if something was missing.

Finally, the hour hand of the clock on the wall moved forward again, and it was already twelve o'clock in the night. But Song Chenyang still did not come back.

Sui Xinlei simply sat up from the sofa and stretched her somewhat stiff body.

Unexpectedly, before his hand was fully extended, the cell phone placed on the coffee table vibrated, and then the ringtone rang.

My heart suddenly trembled when I heard the ringtone of my cell phone. This was the ringtone that Sui Xinlei had secretly set for Song Chenyang. It was unique.

He bent down and picked up his phone. The picture flashing on the screen of the phone was also specially set by Sui Xinlei for Song Chenyang. It was a photo of Song Chenyang, which Sui Xinlei secretly took while he was sleeping. In the photo, the man was sleeping soundly.

Because I like him, I want to make him unique. The photos are his and the ringtones are specially set. And because I like him, I am willing to do these stupid things for him.

Of course, Song Chenyang didn't know that a woman named Sui Xinlei secretly did these things for him.

With inexplicable excitement, Bai Xi gently touched the call button on the phone screen with her finger and said "hello", and a familiar and deep voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Xinlei!"

The tip of my heart trembled inexplicably again. Late at night, I heard Song Chenyang whispering his name through the phone.

There was an indescribable emotion in Sui Xinlei's heart, which seemed like anticipation and joy.

However, there was silence on the other end of the phone, and Song Chenyang did not continue to speak. Sui Xinlei held the phone and listened quietly, and Song Chenyang's breathing was so clear.

Not knowing what he was going to say, the only thing Sui Xinlei could do was to treat it quietly. After a long time, the deep voice sounded again on the other end of the phone:

"Xinlei, go to bed early! I won't be back tonight."

Silent, this time it was Sui Xinlei's turn to be silent: He said that he would not come back tonight because he had waited for so long. This was not the result he wanted.

Sui Xinlei was a little distracted until an anxious voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Xinlei, are you still listening?"

"Yeah, I'm here."

Somewhat disappointedly, Sui Xinlei answered Song Chenyang on the other end of the phone.

"Then you go to bed early!" 14885527

After Song Chenyang said this, he hung up the phone first, and then the screen of the phone went dark. Staring at the darkened screen, Sui Xinlei was in a daze:

Why didn't he come back? Is it for business? Or... some assumptions flashed through her mind, but just now Sui Xinlei didn't have the courage to ask Song Chenyang on the other end of the phone, why he didn't come back? Was it because he was busy with social activities, so he didn't

return.

It was the guest Wei Song. She had a special status. She was Song Chenyang's wife, and she seemed to have the right to ask this question. However, she clearly remembered the three chapters of the agreement between them on the wedding night: not to interfere with each other's lives, and to

Be free to each other.

I wonder if Song Chenyang remembers the original agreement?

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night...

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At the other end of Yu City, on the top floor of an apartment building, the two glass doors in front of the balcony were not completely closed. One was open, and the gap in the middle allowed the midsummer night wind to "take advantage": the wind blew in from the outside.

, the white gauze curtains just blew up, making it look misty and misty.

Under the bright moonlight, I saw a man leaning on the white railing of the balcony. He was standing with his back to the glass door, so his face could not be seen clearly.

Only when viewed from behind, he was very tall, and the bright moonlight shone on him, making his shadow on the balcony look longer and longer.

The man's hands were spread apart and he was leaning on the white fence. His eyes were looking into the distance, where there was an invisible blackness. He seemed to be thinking about something.

His fingers were holding a mobile phone, and his slender fingers were touching the screen of the mobile phone.

Song Chenyang has maintained this posture for a long time since making the phone call, and has been standing on the balcony for a long time.

What he didn't know was that he had occupied it for so long, and the woman behind him had been standing for a long time leaning on the glass door, staring at his back and thinking deeply.

Finally, the woman stepped forward and approached the man who was holding his hands on the white fence. She also held a black coat in her hands.

"Chen Yang!"

The woman stepped forward and put her coat on Song Chenyang's shoulders. She stroked his back with her slender fingers. While she was adjusting the coat for him, she continued:

"It's windy outside, be careful to catch a cold." 10sp9.

Although it was midsummer, the late night wind was still a bit cool. Song Chenyang had been standing on the balcony for a long time, and the woman felt very sorry for this man.

Feeling the woman's gentle and considerate movements, Song Chenyang turned around. The woman was wearing a white lace pajamas. I don't know if the pajamas were too big or the woman's body was too petite. The pajamas made it stand out even more on the woman's body.

It showed her petite figure. The wind blew the hem of her nightgown.

Under the bright moonlight, the woman's creamy face was a little pale, and a pair of apricot eyes with a look of distress were looking at her affectionately.

Unable to help himself, Song Chenyang gently touched the woman's face with his big palm. Unable to bear it, he sighed:

"Let's go inside!"

As he spoke, Song Chenyang's big palms were already around the woman's shoulders. Just as he was about to move in, the woman stood still. Her hand held Song Chenyang's arm, and she looked at him steadily with a pair of almond eyes.

Have something to say:

"Chen Yang, why don't you go back!"

The woman spoke with difficulty. God knows how much tone and determination she needed to say these words.

Deep down in her heart, she naturally did not want the man in front of her to leave her and go to another woman. But she also did not want to see his silence and frown. She knew that although Song Chenyang's people were here,

But his heart was already elsewhere - the place that concerned him again.

She would naturally not do anything Song Chenyang didn't like; therefore, she would never take the initiative to ask him about the woman who existed between her and Song Chenyang, the woman who had already lived in Song Chenyang's heart.

In fact, she knew who that woman was. Her name was Sui Xinlei. She worked at True Story and was the editor-in-chief of the magazine. She had obtained all these things in her own way, but she couldn't help but pay attention to the one who worried about Song Chenyang.

Missing woman.

She even hired a private detective to investigate Sui Xinlei's residence, but to her surprise, Song Chenyang and Sui Xinlei were already living together.

Her heart ached. It turned out that at that moment, she finally understood that some things were missed if they were missed. She and Song Chenyang could no longer go back to the past. She didn't blame anyone, nor did she blame Song Chenyang. She could only blame herself.

!

Whether she felt guilty or didn't want to owe Song Chenyang any favors, she left without saying goodbye and wanted to fly to Italy alone. However, before she even boarded the plane, Song Chenyang took her back here from the airport departure hall.

She bit her lip, and those past scenes flooded into her mind like a tide. She frowned in pain.

"Kiki!"

Song Chenyang did not ignore the reluctance and pain hidden deep in Luo Qi's eyes. Yes, just as Luo Qi thought, he was thinking about another woman now, the one who had just finished the phone call an hour ago.

little woman.

I don’t know if that little woman is asleep now? Is she unable to sleep because she is not hugged by her? Is she having random thoughts because she stayed away all night?

The phone call just now made Song Chenyang a little worried. He remembered her silence on the phone just now. He could imagine how she was hesitant to speak. She should have many questions, but in the end she still didn't speak to him.

Song Chenyang felt a little guilty about Sui Xinlei. I don't know since when, Song Chenyang began to care about Sui Xinlei's emotions, because she was happy, because she was sad, because she was happy, because she was angry.

Some things are not yet time, and there is no need to explain. Song Chenyang hid his emotions, kept a low voice, and repeated what he just said:

"It's late at night, let's go in!"

Song Chenyang's meaning is obvious, he will not go back, he will stay here tonight.

Because of Song Chenyang's words, Luo Qi's eyes flashed with joy. No matter what, this man will stay here tonight and won't go anywhere.

That joy turned into a trace of expectation. Luo Qi couldn't help but lean her body into Song Chenyang's arms. Her face was pressed against his strong chest, and her hands were wrapped around his waist.

:

"Chenyang, thank you!"

Song Chenyang allowed Luo Qi to hold him like this, but his hands kept hanging on both sides of his body, without any emotion, and his lips pressed into a straight line.

Women are sensitive, and Luo Qi naturally felt Song Chenyang's alienation. Her heart ached; a tear slipped quietly and fell silently on the balcony floor.

"Let's go!"

Finally, Song Chenyang spoke again.

"good!"

When she raised her head and looked at Song Chenyang again, Luo Qi had already put on a smiling face. A forced smile appeared on her somewhat pale face.
Chapter completed!