Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 443
She didn't have to take care of her baby, and she didn't have to see her husband, who had a strange bed with her. Liu Yueyue was comfortable leaning on the back of the sofa, watching TV and eating melon seeds. It was so comfortable.

Trying to recall the life-and-death ex-boyfriend she once loved, she finally understood why her parents scorned love.

The image of her ex-boyfriend in her mind became increasingly blurry, like a shadow in a dream.

Ten ex-boyfriends, a hundred ex-boyfriends, no matter how many ex-boyfriends there are, they are not as important as her children.

When she first got together with her husband, Liu Yueyue felt very good.

But after getting pregnant, she didn't know why, but she hated her husband more and more.

Until now, everything between the two of them has been dull.

Sleeping in separate rooms at night, and taking the children to play together on weekends, let the children feel the love of their parents.

At other times, the two rarely take care of the children together, trying to minimize contact and avoid talking too much to avoid quarreling.

Liu Yueyue lived a comfortable life like this.

At least it's not like some friends, where the couple quarrels every two days and then every three days, but they don't get divorced.

Maybe deep down, I feel that my life is useless, and I cannot let my children, who still have a long way to go in life, have their lives ruined as well.

After checking the time, Liu Yueyue got up and wanted to go to the study to urge her sister to go back to the house to sleep.

The two sisters will sleep together tonight, and the younger sister's boyfriend will find a room by himself to spend the night.

When she walked to the door of the study and was about to knock on the door, Liu Yueyue pricked up her ears.

After a while, she turned back to the living room.

The spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

It's nice to be young!

She remembered that when she was in college, there was a debate competition.

The argument is, if the ending is bad, there is no need to start, and if the ending is bad, you should enjoy the process.

The pros support the first point of view, and the con side supports the second point of view.

Zheng Fang believes that if you know that something is destined to fail, don’t start, choose more than your efforts, take less detours, and invest your limited life and energy in more valuable places.

The other side thinks that if we know that the ending is bad, we should enjoy the process to the fullest, just like knowing that our ending is death, we should love life and the world.

Liu Yueyue forgot who won in the end.

Reason is standing on the outside. She is not very optimistic about the ending between her sister and Sunrise East. It should be difficult to complete it.

After dating for about two or three years, the passion is exhausted, and coupled with the opposition of her parents, there is a high probability that my sister and her boyfriend will separate.

There is only one easier way, and that is to have a bond between two people--cooked rice.

In the past few years, Liu Yueyue would have been unable to tolerate this kind of marriage if it weren't for the bondage of children.

I would rather fall out with my parents.

She has lived for her parents and the Liu family for more than 20 years. She may not be able to live too much for herself in the next life.

She studied medicine at university, which was also arranged by her parents.

My parents’ business also involves the medical, pharmaceutical, and medical equipment industries. They not only have pharmaceutical factories, medical equipment factories, but also hospitals.

As long as the medical reform is not in place, this field will still be a hugely profitable industry, with [-]% of instant sales including those written into the criminal law.

Liu Yueyue used to resent her parents for making this kind of money, but Liu Hedong and Bai Feifei said, if we don't make it, there will be people who will make it.

Some general trends are unstoppable by manpower.

The first step is war, and several major financial groups are doing their best to promote it.

While thinking wildly, Liu Yueyue suddenly turned slightly red and quickly turned up the TV volume.

Don't these two people know that the study door is ajar and not tightly closed?
After sitting there for a long time, Liu Yueyue realized that turning up the TV volume was of no use.

Unless it is turned on to the top, but that may affect my sister's good things.

Forget it, Liu Yueyue had no choice but to adjust the TV sound to normal and then go back to her sister's room.

After waiting for half an hour, she couldn't help but come out of the room.

After standing in the living room, Liu Yueyue stepped back after a moment.

You are worthy of being a singer and teacher, and your voice is really durable.

After entering the bathroom, washing up, going to the bathroom again, Liu Yueyue left the room again.

After a while, she turned off the TV and returned to bed.

Tonight seems to have been in vain.

He didn't even talk to his sister much, nor did he talk to Sunrise Dongfang.

I haven’t even begun to explore the mysteries of literature and explore the charm of words.

Life is a mess, and only by wandering in the spiritual world can we clear away some of those worries.

Lying on the bed, she was about to fall asleep. Only in her daze did Liu Yueyue see her sister coming back.

Her face was rosy, and although she looked tired, she looked much better than before.

The nourishment of love is the best supplement, it is natural, pollution-free and has no side effects.

"Sister, why aren't you asleep yet?" Liu Qianqian's face showed no signs of blushing.

Liu Yueyue didn't believe that her sister didn't know that her sister had guessed what happened in the study, so she said angrily: "Why don't you go take a shower first?"

"I've washed it. I'll wash it again when I get up tomorrow morning." Liu Qianqian was much more tired than usual tonight, so she climbed into bed and got under the quilt.

Liu Yueyue moved back, made some room, and said disgustedly: "You sweat so much and you don't wash up?"

"It's not summer, so I don't sweat that much." Liu Qianqian lay down comfortably.

She stayed in the study for so long, and when she came out, she found that the door was not closed tightly and her sister was not in the living room. She turned off the TV and went back to the room without even checking the study. She knew without even thinking about what her sister knew.

And she is no longer the same person she was before last summer vacation. Her boyfriend has long since lost her girlish youthfulness and shyness, and she has developed the three-step skills of a best friend.

"Get up quickly. If you don't want to take a shower, you have to brush your teeth and wash your face." Liu Yueyue pulled her sister up.

Before entering the study, my sister not only drank tea, but also ate something.

If you want to have good teeth, brushing them once in the morning and evening is a must.

Liu Qianqian had no choice but to get up, and after clattering in the bathroom for a while, she went back to bed.

"Can you still chat with me?" Liu Yueyue turned off the light and lay aside and asked.

"Can we talk again tomorrow?" Liu Qianqian just wanted to sleep now, her voice was like a mosquito.

"My parents and grandma are coming over tomorrow. Have you told your boyfriend?" Liu Yueyue asked.

"Not yet. It's not like I'm coming in the morning, but in the afternoon." Liu Qianqian's voice became weaker and weaker.

"You are so big-hearted that you don't worry about your parents making things difficult for your boyfriend. Do you want me to take the child over to attract some of my parents' attention?" Liu Yueyue asked.

Waited for a long time, no response.

Liu Yueyue called her sister softly again, but there was still no response.

Fell asleep!
Liu Yueyue had no choice but to turn over and lie down flat.

Really, I came here to talk to you and watch TV.

None of it was completed satisfactorily.

Ok?
After shaking the quilt, a pungent smell escaped from the quilt, and Liu Yueyue frowned.

She wanted to sleep at first, but now she suddenly lost her sleepiness.After a while, Liu Yueyue gently lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and tiptoed towards the door in the dark.

After coming out, she saw the door of the study room was half open in the living room, and the light inside was shining through.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Yueyue walked towards the study.

She is addicted to women, but does not waste her career. My sister's boyfriend is still generous.

At the door of the study, just as he was about to knock on the door, Liu Yueyue saw through the crack of the half-open door that Wang Zihao was facing the door, leaning on his desk and writing something on the paper back and forth.

After watching for a long time, Liu Yueyue didn't notice that Wang Zihao sensed someone at the door, and remained serious and focused.

She was a little reluctant to leave.

Going in, she was worried about disturbing Wang Zihao.

During the sage moment, my sister’s boyfriend should be writing and painting.

It must not be bad, after all, I just turned the dumpling wrappers, drank the dumpling soup, and added the fillings.

I don’t know how long she watched, but Liu Yueyue finally couldn’t help it anymore and walked in quietly.

On the table, a piece of four-foot rice paper is spread out. On the rice paper, like splashed ink, a painting of landscape and humanities appears.

A man and a woman ride together in a small boat, walking through a lake, filled with lotus leaves, and a flock of birds flying into the sky. The landscape, people, and things coexist harmoniously. The painting is simple and vivid.

This is ink painting, a type of Chinese painting.

If it had been painted by someone else, Liu Yueyue thought it would be okay, but still far from the realm of a master.

But this was painted by Sunrise Dongfang, Liu Yueyue thought, it’s mine!
She wouldn’t even exchange the paintings of masters.

After sketching out the last few strokes, Wang Zihao threw away the tools in his hands, grabbed it with his free and heroic hand, and took his girlfriend next to him into his arms.

He found out not long after his girlfriend came in.

Or rather, smell it.

The scent of her body was so familiar to him.

How could we not be familiar with the smell of shampoo and shower gel at home?
"Have my painting skills improved again?" Wang Zihao hugged his girlfriend and admired his paintings with satisfaction. "I didn't expect that my talent is painting, not songwriting. I am blessed in the brave new world."

Liu Yueyue was stiff and a little speechless. How can your talent for painting compare with your talent for writing songs?
It's not on the same level.

Alas, as expected, there is a first time and a second time.

Don’t come to my sister’s house anymore.

My sister's boyfriend is a genius in some aspects, but in some aspects, I can't praise him.

I don’t know whether to call him an idiot, blind, or face-blind.

If you make a mistake again and again, you may make the same mistake next time.

Just as she was about to speak out, Liu Yueyue suddenly widened her eyes.

The next moment, she and Wang Zihao both retreated.

Liu Yueyue felt a cool feeling on her lips, as if she had been licked by her domestic dog.

Wang Zihao was shocked. Did you do it on purpose? Why did you come to the study without sleeping in the middle of the night?
Liu Piaopiao's only good point is not to be imitated, but her unreliable shortcomings are imitated.

"Nice painting!" Liu Yueyue quickly returned to normal, worthy of being a lady.

They come from aristocratic families and come from a famous family. Their vision, temperament, and cultivation are not what ordinary girls can have.

Facing unfamiliar people and environments, they are generous, behave appropriately, and speak with restraint.

Wang Zihao felt uneasy. These two times, his sister-in-law had taken advantage of him.

"Okay... okay?" He originally wanted to write the words with a brush, but now he couldn't do it.

"Are there any words?" Liu Yueyue asked calmly while looking at the painting.

She has a slender waist, her figure is still as slim as ever, and her movements are very coquettish. She is probably what Liu Qianqian will look like a few years later.

"Yes!" Wang Zihao said quickly.

"Can I see your handwriting?" Liu Yueyue tucked her hair behind her ears.

Fortunately, I have all the four elements now, and Wang Zihao is glad.

Some women don't know how attractive they are, and most men simply can't resist them.

Otherwise, how could the phrase "Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beauty"?

"I'm afraid not." Holding the brush, Wang Zihao sighed.

Liu Yueyue didn't ask why, because she saw it.

My sister's boyfriend's hands are shaking and he has seen too few big scenes.

"Sorry for troubling you." Liu Yueyue apologized sincerely.

Wang Zihao took a deep breath. He was really disappointed. No wonder Liu Hedong and Bai Feifei didn't want to understand him deeply, so they rejected him.

If you can't hold on to such a small scene, how can it become a big deal?
After being with Liu Qianqian and Xu Meili for so long, I thought I would be completely transformed, with more knowledge, more postures, and a higher outlook...

In fact, he is still a fool at heart. If he forgets to turn off the light in the living room at night, he will feel resentful the next day. Not only is he wasting money, but he is also wasting national resources.

Liu Qianqian is paying the mortgage, but he is paying for the property, water, electricity and gas himself.

Kong has a handsome hairstyle, beautiful abs, high-end clothes, and two girlfriends who are young for everyone, and his silky temperament is still exposed from time to time.

What a failure!
"It's not all your problem." Wang Zihao sighed, "I have so much to learn from you, and I don't know if it's still too late."

Liu Yueyue smiled and said, "What do you want to learn?"

Wang Zihao said sincerely: "I will learn from you how to remain calm and not be surprised when things happen. I will learn from your way of dealing with people and not be surprised by favors or insults."

"We are not that good either." Liu Yueyue said, "My fourth uncle's family has a younger brother who is in elementary school. He scored 29 points in the Chinese test last week. Neither of them dared to go home after school."

Fourth uncle was not a biological uncle, Tang Zihao had heard Liu Qianqian mention it a long time ago.

"Why?" he asked.

My brother doesn't dare to go home normally, and neither does my sister, which is incomprehensible.

Liu Yueyue said: "Because my sister is a Chinese teacher."

Wang Zihao was dumbfounded.

Are there such a big age difference between siblings?
He had never heard his girlfriend mention it.

"Sister, you are really good at soothing people's hearts." After coming back to his senses, Wang Zihao said confidently, "I can finish writing."

Liu Yueyue's eyes lit up.

Looking at the painting, Wang Zihao said: "What this painting wants to express is that a pair of childhood sweethearts went to play in a pavilion by the stream on the other side of the lake when they were young. As the day grew late, the two of them were immersed in the beautiful scenery and forgot to return. Home."

Liu Yueyue also looked at the painting. It turned out that this was the artistic conception.

Wang Zihao continued: "After having fun, the two of them hurriedly boarded the boat to go home in the dark, but unexpectedly they took the wrong road and rowed the boat deep into the lotus root. The two were panicked and happy at the same time. They rowed desperately and screamed. , the sound of playing resounded, startling the gulls and herons hiding deep in the lotus flowers."

Liu Yueyue suddenly felt that this painting had come to life. It had been promoted from a work by an ordinary painter to a work by a master.

Then, she saw Wang Zihao writing.

Watching the words emerge one by one on the painting and connected into sentence after sentence, Liu Yueyue's joy and shock became more and more intense.

These words are countless times more artistic and breathtaking than the scene just described by my sister’s boyfriend.

Ordinary paintings, after writing these words, undergo an incredible transformation in an instant, emerging from their cocoons and turning into butterflies.

(End of this chapter)