Chapter Forty-Seven: Meeting Your Ex-Husband Again
Xiang Qinggang immediately grabbed Qing's hand. She stood in front of Qing, raised her head and looked at his tense face. Her Qing had always known that he felt sorry for her, and this was enough.
It was really enough and she was very satisfied.
"It'll be okay, I just went out to get something and will be back soon," she wrote in his hand. He wouldn't let her go out, but how could she let him go.
She was afraid that he would get lost.
However, Qing wanted to stop him, but Xiang Qinglan shook his head vigorously. He just wanted to go for a while, and it would be fine for a while. At night, you can translate and I can’t rest well. She discussed with him and knew that this was the only way.
Qing would let her go. If he persisted, she wouldn't even go out today.
Qing's temper is sometimes as stubborn as a cow's, and she can't get it back no matter how hard she tries.
Qing looked at the palm of his hand, thought for a long time, and finally nodded reluctantly, but his whole face was very flat and unhappy.
"Qing, be good," Xiang Qinglan said silently to him, but Qing turned her face away, making it clear that she was losing her temper. Xiang Qinglan sighed, stretched out her hand and pulled Qing's face down.
She kissed him on the face, be good, she looked at him with bright eyes, the tenderness in them was intoxicating.
Humph, Qing Qing snorted, but only the raised corners of his lips softened his facial features a lot, and Xiang Qinglan walked out with peace of mind.
Just a child.
She tightened her clothes and the moment the door closed, she turned back with a delicate smile on her lips.
She raised her head, and the sunlight naturally fell on her face. She squinted her eyes half-closed, as if she still wasn't used to the sudden light. She hadn't walked outside like this for a long time, so she stretched out her hand and put it in her eyes.
On the bed, what was in front of her was darkness, but her face was filled with a bright smile.
Even in the dark, it can still be very warm.
She walked with long strides. The early autumn wind was a bit cool, but it was very comfortable. Time passed really quickly. It turned out that another month had passed.
It seemed like several years had passed since that day. She had not lost the whole world. She had a relative in her life, Qing.
It wasn't until she got another large stack of materials that she was ready to go home. She took some more today and planned to wait until Qing fell asleep before translating. She hugged the materials in her arms tightly, but she suddenly stopped.
, just because she saw a familiar figure in a boutique that made her heartache, but she could already start to smile.
The past has passed, his relationship with her has finally passed.
They were choosing rings, Su Zhetuo and Gong Ruxue. She had to admit that they really matched each other. She thought that maybe that woman was more suitable for him than her. She didn't blame anyone. It was not his fault.
It's not that woman's fault. He just doesn't love her. He has never loved her from beginning to end. So, she should have given up her position as a wife long ago. What doesn't belong to her will never be, including that one.
Unborn baby.
Turning around, in the wind, the smile on his lips dropped and was replaced by some light meaninglessness. People from the two worlds will never come together. The distance between them and him is too far.
.
She left step by step without any hesitation. Every time she left, it was as if she was stepping out of his world and everything in the past.