Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 92
Cheng Weize said sincerely: "Can you give me a chance?
I know you are disheartened now, but I am willing to warm you with my true feelings. Children can only grow up healthily under the care of their parents, don't you think so? "

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "Let's not talk about this topic for now, shall we? Because you won't listen to what I say..."

"You want to talk to Jiang Chunhui?" Cheng Weize asked.

Sang Xiaoyu glanced at him and said: "No. Believe it or not, nothing happened between us, but it's true that he helped me. If I hadn't met him, I don't think I would have had this surgery." Do it, maybe we will never see each other again.

Why did I desperately let him find you, because I feel that I don't live long, and I don't want my son to be an orphan...it's that simple. "

Hearing Sang Xiaoyu's words, Cheng Weize felt as if he had fallen into an ice hole in the hot summer. No matter how his life changed, the only person who could become his wife was Sang Xiaoyu.

Seeing Sang Xiaoyu's determination, Cheng Weize also felt that freezing three feet was not a one-day cold, and it would take time to thaw out.

So, he returned to the nursing bed and talked for nearly three hours, summarizing his life in the past few years.

What he told Sang Xiaoyu was all about suffering and how he struggled to make it look good, but in fact, he had a lot to say.

He deliberately left out the woman, the accident, the fact that he was in league with criminals and escaped.

But Sang Xiaoyu didn't interrupt him a word, and Sang Xiaoyu didn't listen carefully to his description.

Sang Xiaoyu seemed to be listening very seriously, and kept responding to him with words like "Oh, alas, is it?"

It made him feel that he really suffered as much as her, and now, he has redeemed himself with 40 yuan.

After Cheng Weize finished everything, seeing that Sang Xiaoyu didn't feel sleepy, he talked about the past between the two of them. He felt that what they needed was a warm past.

So he said, "Xiaoyu, do you still remember why we called the restaurant "Lulu Xiaozhu"?"

Sang Xiaoyu said, "Of course."

Cheng Weize said: "Your eyes are so much like Xiaolu's eyes, I always call you Lulu girl..."

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't mention Lulu Xiaozhu, that was what hurt her the most.

They had truly loved each other. He was his first love and the only man he had ever had. This man once held an umbrella to shelter him from the wind and rain, and he also let her be in the dark under the umbrella.

Sang Xiaoyu has long been numb, the warmth in the past can no longer move her at all, she didn't hate it, and she fell apart with love.

Otherwise, Cheng Weize wanted to bring Sang Xiaoyu back from these warm moments.

He said emotionally: "Xiao Yu, do you still remember the trip we took before we got married? You initiated it. You said you were afraid that I would not be able to accompany you after we got married and ran a restaurant. You insisted on having a talk." A walk-and-go trip.

At that time, we were climbing a mountain called Bogu, halfway up the mountain, suddenly it began to rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier, so we had to find a cave to shelter from the rain, we were both hungry and tired, and the rain fell again Non-stop, we didn't go down the mountain until evening. "

Of course Sang Xiaoyu remembers everything that happened between them, she remembers clearly, but in her memory, she doesn't want to think about these things again.

Cheng Weize continued: "We hugged each other in the cave, I still remember you were shaking from the cold... I gave you all the clothes, but you were still cold...

It finally rained lightly and we went down the mountain. That day was really too dangerous and the mountain road was too slippery. I walked in front of you, afraid that you would slip down.

At the bottom of the mountain, we picked up a broken umbrella and found the only small hotel with lights on.

The boss kindly cooked noodles for us, and at night, I want to be with you, but you refused to say anything, you were so frightened that you kept refusing to speak, and even lied to me that you were not feeling well..."

Cheng Weize was silent in his own memory, his monologue to himself seemed a bit bleak in the empty night, completely disregarding things and people.

To Sang Xiaoyu, his words had long lost their original meaning, they were both tasteless and boring!
"Drink some water"

Sang Xiaoyu's voice was empty and clear, interrupting Cheng Weize's beautiful memories.

Sang Xiaoyu explained: "I'm afraid you'll be thirsty after talking."

Cheng Weize couldn't hear a trace of emotion from her voice, but he was already on the verge of tears.

Cheng Weize was a little disappointed, even desperate.

If in the past, when he said these things, Sang Xiaoyu would have responded accordingly, either hugging him and letting him say it again, or blushing and full of love...

What now?
She completely lost the throbbing of the past, nor did she have any thoughtfulness and comprehension, not even a trace of tenderness, as if she was listening to someone else's story, without a single wave, Cheng Weize's heart sank to the bottom.

Cheng Weize was full of confidence when he came, he even wanted to say that he would pursue her again and let her be a princess again.

Cheng Weize is a little confident in front of Sang Xiaoyu. Although they haven't lived together for a long time, based on his understanding of Sang Xiaoyu's personality, he knows that she is a woman who goes all the way to the black.

When you fall in love with someone, there is no room for turning back.

When she was with her, how many men coveted her beauty and tenderness, but she turned a deaf ear to it and couldn't see it, and only surrounded herself with all her heart. She was an excellent husband and parent.

After he came back, he found that Sang Xiaoyu had changed a lot. When he talked with her, he found that the original things were still there, which brought back his lost self-confidence.

Sang Xiaoyu rejected him, which was within his expectation, but he knew from his sister that she had never taken this step, and Jiang Chunhui only got in touch with her recently, and her current attitude also proved that the relationship between them It's okay, at least for now.

Where is their future?What about their hopes?
He forced himself not to show it, and raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Sang Xiaoyu said in a very low voice: "Yes, I'm going to sleep. I have to do an index check tomorrow. I want to sleep."

Cheng Weize was extremely disappointed, even if he didn't wake up Sang Xiaoyu's love for him, at least he should be touched, right?But Sang Xiaoyu was already at peace.

A trace of familiar boredom rose from Sang Xiaoyu's heart, and it filled the whole heart.

This man is getting farther and farther away from him. The man he was familiar with has changed from his original appearance. Maybe he has changed. No matter who has changed, they are like oil and water, they can no longer blend together.

Soon, Sang Xiaoyu snored lightly, which was so familiar and so overwhelming.

Cheng Weize felt that he was in the early stages of a terminally ill patient, who could not seek death if he could survive, and that kind of pain seemed to be irreversible even in heaven or earth.

(End of this chapter)