The clock on the wall made a regular sound as it ticked, one after another, echoing in the quiet light and shadow.
The figure who had been entangled in the bed all night finally stopped in the last fierce entanglement.
After the intense lovemaking, she should have been extremely exhausted. However, Wen Xihe in the man's arms widened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her head. In her ears was the sound of the man's tired and regular breathing.
His breath was sprayed on the back of her neck, it was hot and itchy.
As she lowered her head, the man's body pressed tightly against her from behind. A pair of big hands passed through her slender waist and clasped tightly on her lower abdomen. As they turned, the two bodies touched silently, always
It can bring new heat to Wen Xihe. It is like a man's breath, entangled and nostalgic.
Wen Xihe carefully turned over in the man's arms, turned around, and looked at He Jue's face in the orange light.
That must be a face she had seen for more than ten years. She could even remember every line on his skin clearly. But at this moment, she slowly stretched out her hand, but it was as if she had seen it for the first time in her life.
Looking at this handsome face, slightly cool fingers slowly roamed around the man's face, counting every fine line on his face.
"Ajue, I love you..."
Finally unable to bear it any longer, Wen Xihe stood up slightly, raised her head and kissed the man's chin silently. But at this moment, tears fell suddenly, hitting the back of her hand, burning and hot.
The man seemed to be awakened by such a small movement, but he was not completely awake. He frowned slightly, tightened his grip on Wen Xihe's hands, sighed, and fell asleep again.
That night, Wen Xihe didn't know how long she silently stared at the sleeping He Mingjue. It wasn't until the last trace of darkness in the night was about to disappear that she carefully broke away from the man's arms.
.
Get out of bed and pack your bags silently.
That seemed to be the most relaxing and peaceful sleep He Mingjue had ever had. That night, he even wanted to tell the woman in his arms countless times.
Xixi, from now on, there will never be anyone else between us.
But they made mistakes with each other from the beginning. Wen Xihe swallowed up all the words in He Mingjue's heart with a passionate romance that she thought she missed the most.
And He Mingjue always thought that he would not let her wait any longer for the woman he loved most. He could even use a long lifetime to explain to her all the tangled things in her heart.
Who would have thought.
He Mingjue turned over in the dancing sunshine of the early morning and stretched out his hands to hug the nephrite Wenxiang beside him.
There was something cold under the palm of my hand.
The vague consciousness that has been sleeping all night is like the cool air in the morning.
It only took He Mingjue a second to regain consciousness. The next second, he jumped up from the bed.
A strong and increasingly obvious uneasiness quickly arose in He Mingjue's heart. When his heart hurt, he even opened the door and jumped up while naked.
"Xixi! Xixi! Wen Xihe!"
The man was as irritable as an angry lion. The events of the year flashed through He Mingjue's mind like a movie. When he didn't get a response, he rushed back to the room like a gust of wind. He wanted to go to bed.
When I rolled up my clothes and went out to look for someone, I caught a glimpse of a note on the bedside table out of the corner of my eye.
On the light white paper, there is only a short line of elegant black fonts. It looks like a woman's sad and tactful way of speaking.
She said, this time, don't look for me.
It was a short line of text, but He Mingjue seemed to have spent a century to read it.
Such a beautiful font, such a gentle and decisive message.
There was no title at the beginning, and no signature at the end. The decisive attitude seemed to tell He Mingjue to pretend that nothing had happened. When a woman like Wen Xihe had never appeared in this world,
It has never appeared in the vitality of He Mingjue.
The man's eyes were filled with shock, anger, and finally great despair. His eyes turned scarlet, and the white note was crumpled into a ball in his hand. It should be huge.
Disappointed and angry, the man staggered back a few steps and collapsed on the bed.
This time, He Mingjue didn't even know why he had once again lost the piece of his heart that had finally been filled.
Is it because she doesn't have enough confidence in him and has no hope for their future?
Was he feeling uneasy because he showed too much mercy to another woman?
Or is it because he always feels that another woman's position in his heart is more important than hers?
"Xixi, why do you always have to be like this..."
After secretly guessing, there is always a lack of trust.
There is some kind of abnormal pain on the chest, which spreads from the position of the heart to every cell and even every texture of the skin.
The most deadly pain, heartbreaking pain.
The man's hand dropped, and the ravaged and shapeless ball of paper fell silently to the carpet at the man's feet.
It was at that moment that the man's originally lost and desperate eyes were filled with an unknown power.
He Mingjue jumped up from the bed and swept out of the room like a gust of wind.
With a "bang" sound, the door of the room made a loud and fierce neighing sound.
Not long after, the man rushed out of the villa like a gust of wind. The sound of the car's engine sounded, mixed with the housekeeper's shouts, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Wen Xihe, I can allow you to leave me once, but I will never allow you to leave me a second time!
This time, I will never let you go, even to the ends of the earth!
no way!
Early in the morning, extremely intense and rude muffled sounds came one after another from the door of the Lan family villa. The visitor seemed to have no patience at all, even though someone had already heard the sound of answering the door in the distance. The harsh and loud sound
The banging on the door showed no intention of stopping.
The housekeeper ran across the hall at a trot. Under his slightly white hair, his face was full of dissatisfaction, but his pace was steady, "Coming, coming!"
When the door opened and the housekeeper looked up, the first thing he saw was the scruffy face of a man. Even though it had not been groomed, it was still easy to see that it was an extremely handsome face.
As for that face, the housekeeper looked at it carefully, but it became more and more familiar.
"Are you...hey? Hey?"
Before the butler finished speaking, the visitor strode around his body, without saying hello, and went directly into the courtyard. ____________________________________________________________ Dear friends, the repeated chapters have been revised. Sorry~~o(>_<
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