Is it winter? Why is it so cold? When she looked up, what she saw was half a ray of sunlight coming in from outside the window. Her feet unconsciously stepped on the floor and stepped on the woman's underwear, but she still didn't feel anything.
She only knew that her voice still couldn't come out. She tightly protected her lower abdomen. Apart from this instinct, she knew nothing else.
Until there was a clear sound of footsteps beside her, she raised her head and saw him who was already dressed in new clothes. She blinked her eyes, and her dry eyes quickly turned into a haze, a haze in which she couldn't see all the white.
, it wasn’t until she blinked hard again that she finally saw him clearly, and of course, her.
Her husband, Su Zhezhe. He stood coldly at the door, just looking at her condescendingly, but she had never seen him like this before.
In his eyes, she only saw his disgust and distance, and the rest was only a chill that she couldn't describe.
It was cold again, it was really winter. She hugged her body tightly, tightly.
"Tuo," a woman's cautious voice came from behind him, with some enchanting hoarseness in it, and then an extremely charming face appeared, with wavy long hair curled up to give her a natural charm.
Biting her lip, looking at her underwear on the ground, a flash of embarrassment flashed across her face. However, in the blink of an eye, when she looked at Xiang Qinglan, she felt a touch of contempt. However, while looking at
When she approached Su Zhe, she showed a hint of fear and self-blame. She protected her chest, you know, she was not wearing underwear.
"It's okay," Su Zhetuo patted her face gently and held her body in his arms, his eyes showing a little more distress because of her fear.
Xiang Qinglan pressed her lower lip hard, and it seemed that she could taste the smell of blood. She could question them, question their betrayal, but now she couldn't say anything. She seemed to lose it at that moment.
own voice.
Is this her husband? Why is this happening? Doesn't he love her? Why did he get involved with someone else's woman on their wedding bed? And that woman, that tie, she thought about it, and finally remembered it,
That tie was still on him recently, but she didn't buy it.
It turned out that she had known her all along, so she didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to think about how long they had been together.
Others said it was the seven-year itch, but they only had two years, and it took only two years for him to change his heart. Zeng Jin, the man who was gentle to her, has now given all his love to others.
When did he start to be perfunctory and impatient with her, and when did he start not coming home and always telling her that he was very busy, so everyone thought he was really busy.
She had never wanted to believe that their marriage was in crisis. If she hadn't happened to come back today, she would have been the last to know how long this would have continued.
"Have you seen them all?" The man's handsome face was indifferent, and the hand holding the woman in his arms tightened again. He stared at the woman sitting on the sofa, but a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.
Quickly, disappear without a trace.
Xiang Qinglan nodded mechanically. She saw it. She saw everything. When she was about to tell him that she had a baby, God played such a big joke on her. This was her.
A surprise for him, and he also gave her an even bigger surprise.
Not happy, but frightened, frightened and frightened.
She put her hand on her abdomen a little harder, but no one noticed.
"I'm sorry, Sister Xiang, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to destroy your marriage, but I love Tuo very much." The woman looked at Xiang Qinglan pitifully, as if she was the one who had suffered all the grievances.
people.
Xiang Qinglan raised his head and looked at the woman in Su Zhetuo's arms, stacked with the woman he had grabbed the tie with that day. Women are all so fickle. But she seemed to be the one who was hurt and betrayed.
Only those who understand are right.
"There's no need to tell her I'm sorry," the man said with a straight face, lowered his head and kissed the woman's slightly pale cheek. The emotion in his heart burst out, and he even forgot that his wife was still sitting not far away watching.
Watching them, watching their betrayal, watching their derailment.
Xiang Qinglan opened her eyes wide, and the tears in her eyes finally fell. One drop, or two drops, flowed to her lips, with a salty and bitter taste. It was the first time she tasted her own tears, and they turned out to be so bitter.
It's so painful that it even hurts my heart.
He has never been like this to her. He may have loved her before, but it was not like this. She thought it was just his love. The way he expressed love was because his feelings were too reserved and he didn't like to express his love.
Expressing her feelings outside, it seemed that she was wrong, and very wrong.
It's not that he doesn't know how to express it, it's just that the person he is giving such feelings to is not her.
Su Zhetuo turned to look at Xiang Qinglan who was sitting on the sofa. When he saw the tears on her face, he frowned in displeasure and felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
Her tears made him irritated, and at the same time, there was something that could be called hatred, but he hated her for something, but he didn't think about it in detail.