The reading lamp at the bedside emits a bright white light, which shines on Xiu Yu's bronze face. The shadow of his face's outline falls on the wall again, with clear and resolute lines.
Xiu Yu's dark eyes looked over. His gaze was not cold, but staring at her very intently, as if he wanted to see through her.
"I don't know much about the book "A Dream of Red Mansions". I don't like to read this kind of book. The reason why I have a study room at home is just because I want to read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin". At that time, the bookstore said
During the activity, I bought three books and got one free, so I took it back and flipped through a few pages. I also heard from my cousins that the ending was that Jia Baoyu became a monk?"
Xiu Yu opened the chat box and chatted with Jing Miao calmly. The two of them had never talked about these things before. Jing Miao happened to be unable to sleep, so she nodded, wanting to hear what Xiu Zhazha wanted to say.
"What do you think?"
He did not answer Jing Miao's previous question, but instead asked Jing Miao
"Being a monk may be his only way out."
Jing Miao thought for a moment and quoted something someone else said.
"In life, it is inevitable that there will be many unavoidable situations. You cannot give up on a man just because you find it difficult. The responsibility you bear is to become a monk. It is the best for him, but it is not the only one."
Xiu Yu's words reminded Jing Miao of his father, who was also a soldier. He was a man of iron bones and upright. He fought until the last moment of his life and died gloriously.
Seeing Jing Miao's thoughtful expression, Xiu Yu closed the book, turned off the reading light, and took her into his arms.
"sleep"
Jing Miao clung to Xiu Yu's chest, clearly listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. She closed her eyes and slowly slowed down her breathing. Without love, there is still responsibility, but when it comes to this responsibility, there is no
How can a marriage go on when the time comes? Are two people who don't love each other bound to each other because of a so-called responsibility, tormenting each other, and fighting as strangers until they end up in the coffin? Because of this
Is marriage worth it?
Jing Miao shook her head. This was terrible. The best years of her life had just begun, but she was already like a flower that had been eaten away by insects. Although it bloomed luxuriantly, it would never bear fruit again.
Therefore, she doesn't want to live such a dilapidated life and lose even the remaining bright appearance.
At noon the next day, Xiu Yu and Jing Miao returned to the apartment
As soon as he entered the house, Xiu Yu almost tripped over something under his feet. Jing Miao, who was walking behind him, stepped over the pile of things without changing her expression and walked into the bedroom on the first floor.
Xiu Yu bent down and picked up the bags scattered on the ground. He found that the contents of each shopping bag were still the same, with no trace of movement at all.
It seemed that these things had been thrown here since they were bought from the beginning. He patiently picked up things from the door to the sofa, and found that the pile of things on the table was even more ridiculous.
The unpacked boxes were half-opened and half-closed. Some were clothes, some were perfumes, and some were scarves. They were piled there without any order.
If it weren't for the price tags and tags on these things, Xiu Yu would have almost thought that Jing Miao went to wholesale a batch of goods and came back. Each of these things is worth a lot of money. If you add them up, it's probably Jing Miao who maxed out his card.
reason
Xiu Yu put those things aside and found that there was no place to stay in the living room. Looking at the small glass table, the vase was already empty. There was no trace of the white roses in the past, leaving only the empty vase.
, standing there desolate and upright
Glancing at the closed door, Xiu Yu slowly went upstairs. As soon as he reached the door of the master bedroom on the second floor, he heard the sound of the door closing.
He hurriedly turned back downstairs and opened the door of the bedroom on the first floor. Sure enough, there was no figure. On the big white bed, there was a sexy black lace pajamas.
Xiu Yu was startled, and a strange emotion slipped through his heart. Only when he looked through Jing Miao's cloakroom did he realize how much the wife he had married had changed.
At this moment, Jing Miao jumped into a taxi that happened to be passing by on the road, and hurriedly reported to Dynasty Nightclub, while hurriedly comforting Zhang Taotao on the other end of the phone.
"If you have something to say, why are you crying? I'll be here right away. Stay there and wait for me. Don't wander around. If you dare to leave, try it!"
Just now in the bedroom, she was about to change into her pajamas and take a nap when Zhang Taotao called and burst into tears. Jing Miao was so frightened that she immediately went out.
In the Dynasty Nightclub, Jing Miao found Zhang Taotao in the corner.
"Here, sit down." Zhang Taotao tapped her chin lightly, her makeup was clean, and the smile on her round face was still there. If Jing Miao hadn't seen her slightly red and swollen eyes, she would have thought that she just heard what she said on the phone
The cry of collapse is an illusion
It is noon now. Dynasty Nightclub has just opened, so there are not many customers. The whole hall is very quiet, but the lights are dim. Jing Miao sat directly next to Zhang Taotao, held her cold hand, and looked at her carefully.
His face said, "What happened?"
Zhang Taotao just shook his head and drank one cup after another.
Jing Miao's cell phone rang suddenly, and seeing that it was Wei Shaoqing calling, Jing Miao subconsciously glanced at Zhang Taotao, seeing that she was only busy pouring and drinking for herself, so she excused herself to the bathroom and ran to the side to answer the phone.
"Sister-in-law, is Taotao with you?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
"Sister-in-law, where are you?"
"Dynasty"
"What is she doing? Why is her phone turned off?"
Wei Shaoqing's voice was a little anxious, and Jing Miao vaguely guessed the reason why Zhang Taotao lost control of his emotions, "What else can you do with wine? Drinking, one glass after another of white wine."
"She actually dares to drink! She's a pregnant woman and she drinks one glass after another? Damn it!"