This meal was not long, but Qiao Xiaomai lived like a year.
No, every minute and every second is like a year.
Finally, I walked out of the hotel door. The wind blew against the door, and there was a scorching heat.
Liang Xiaodong smiled and held her hand: "Brother, according to the original program, after dinner, should I take Mai to visit your home?"
Before Yi Xiangxi could answer, Qiao Maimai said hurriedly: "No, I'm not going, I'm dizzy..."
"Okay, you guys wait here for a while. I haven't drank much. I'm going to drive the car over first. Brother, we'll take you back first."
"No, the driver will pick me up."
"Okay, you just wait here."
With Liang Xiaodong gone, the lubricant that animated the atmosphere is no longer there, and there is no room for buffering.
The two stood alone, already one meter apart. However, Qiao Xiaomai felt very uneasy and instinctively moved a little away to avoid the needle-like gaze behind him. In his haste, he almost stepped on the building with one foot.
fell down the steps.
A big hand quickly stretched out and grabbed her.
She stood firm, but the hand did not let go. She shook her hand, but was unable to shake him off. He used all his strength to hold her tightly. However, he didn't know what to do after he held her.
What, just hold her tightly, desperately.
How many years has it been!!!
The lights were blurry, and no one noticed the expressions of the man and woman.
She struggled hard.
He bound hard.
All I know is to hold on tight.
However, each other's hands were bone-chillingly cold, and they couldn't feel any warmth at all.
"Wheat...wheat..."
There are thousands of words to say, but I don’t know how to say them out, so I just hold her tightly. In a daze, I feel that the world is a circle, and everyone goes around in the right and wrong directions, and the result is
, and returned to the center point.
He met her.
It's just destiny.
The two brothers actually have the same vision, the same taste, and even look at women in the same way.
After a thousand turns, she turned back to him.
It's just that he was out of revenge.
And his brother did it out of sincerity.
"Wheat...wheat..." He murmured, as if he couldn't say anything else except these two words.
"Mai...are you...ok?"
“!!!!!”
"These years, you...Mai...how are you?"
She was startled, as if she had heard the funniest sentence.
He asked her if she was okay.
So what if it’s good? So what if it’s not good?
What does this have to do with him?
"Are you...are you okay?"
She suddenly calmed down.
No matter how difficult it is, it can compare to the heart-breaking pain when I wielded the kitchen knife??
What kind of fear can be compared to seeing your old father take his last breath in front of you?
Now, what else is there to be afraid of?
No, no, no, he couldn't even think of knocking her down again.
"Wheat...wheat..."
That devil! So incoherent! He must be very disappointed, right?
Perhaps, in his mind, when they reunited, the Qiao Xiaomai he saw should be unkempt, old and shabby, desperate, and despised by the world... Qiao Dalin died, Qiao Dalin's daughter was crippled by him, Qiao Dalin
That family was doomed from now on, with no heirs, the whole family was ruined...
He couldn't imagine the woman who was so humiliated by him looking like this, right?