Falling tonight

The images in his mind kept spinning like a Rashomon. As if someone was strangling his throat, Muzhou felt that the air had become thinner and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

He looked at Zhao Rou's dark pupils and was silent for a long time. He stepped forward and hugged her, pressed his lips to her forehead, and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty in his throat, "It hurts, it hurts so much."

He had no part in her previous life.

These were not directly caused by him, but it was because of him that she was abandoned by the Zhao family and lived alone in a strange country for more than ten years.

"It's been so many years, I don't feel it anymore, don't be like this."

Zhao Rou looked up and unexpectedly found that his eyes were full of hidden distress, and she was a little bit dumbfounded. Life after college was a bit difficult, but it was not as difficult as Mu Zhou imagined. With more work and more rewards, basic life could still be guaranteed.

However, judging from Muzhou's pampered life trajectory since she was a child, her past life indeed seemed like she was crawling through a quagmire.

But she didn't agree to bring Mu Zhou to Country M just to gain his pity and sympathy.

After a pause, he held her shoulders and looked down at her, asking, "Was Han Zihao good to you when you were together?"

When Mu Zhou first came in, he noticed that there were no traces of men living in the apartment. Han Zihao and she probably had not lived together before.

As Zhao Rou's boyfriend at that time, why didn't he help Zhao Rou?
"Ah," her eyes flashed. Why did she mention her ex-boyfriend at this time? He was such a jealous person. If she said that Han Zihao was good to her, she didn't know what she would think in her heart. She could only be careless and vague. Ci, "It's okay."

Han Zihao's financial situation is better than hers, and he usually treats her well, but maybe he is used to living alone, and she doesn't want to owe favors. Although they were lovers, they are financially separate. She will accept some of the gifts that Han Zihao occasionally gives. Keep it in mind, other than that she didn't spend much of Han Zihao's money.

There was even a time when Han Zihao wanted to live with her and he would pay the monthly rent, but she did not agree.

When Mu Zhou saw that Zhao Rou had no intention of discussing this topic, he retracted his words.

Except for some clothes and daily necessities that Zhao Rou bought herself, most of the other things in the house belonged to the landlord. Zhao Rou asked Mu Zhou to help collect some things that were not intended to be taken away, empty them and throw them away, and then contacted to return the apartment.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when I finished this.

The moment she closed the apartment door, Zhao Rou felt a little enlightened.

When she returned to Asia alone from country M a few months ago, she never thought she would be away for such a long time. After packing up today, I will never come back again.

The person accompanying him changed from Han Zihao to Mu Zhou, and people and things have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Just as he was sighing, he heard Mu Zhou's voice behind him, "Let's go, don't stand for too long, let's go get something to eat."

She was picking some items and walking around just now. Mu Zhou was afraid that she would be tired, so he held her hand and asked, "Is your back sore? Do you want me to carry you down?"

Having said that, Zhao Rou did feel that her waist was really sore and weak. This was not obvious yet, but she didn't know why her waist would become sore easily as long as she stood or sat for a long time. But it didn't matter if she was carried away in broad daylight. She didn't want to be looked at strangely, so she quickly refused, "No, I can walk by myself."

When she walked into the elevator, Mu Zhou pressed her waist thoughtfully, with moderate force, gentle and strong, "I'll go back and rest after eating later. I won't go anywhere at night. I'll wait until you have a good rest before planning tomorrow's trip."

Leaning on his broad chest, Zhao Rou felt her upper body relaxed a lot. She was curious, "Where do you want to go tomorrow? Do you have any ideas?"

"Not yet, let me think about it tonight."

The two went to the restaurant downstairs where Zhao Rou often ate.

The sky is blue, clearer than a lake. In the garden restaurant, flowers are blooming under the feet. A gentle breeze blows slowly, swaying as if dancing. Zhao Rou is sitting in an open-air booth outside the restaurant. A pleasant and leisurely feeling of comfort arises in the heart.

Mu Zhou sat opposite her, holding a knife and fork in his knuckled hands to cut the steak. His movements were graceful and noble, and he handed a small piece of medium-rare steak to Zhao Rou's mouth, "Be good, eat some."

"If you don't want to eat it, I'll just eat some fruit." Zhao Rou didn't have much appetite, so she picked up a cherry tomato from the fruit plate and stuffed it into her mouth. The sweet and sour juice filled her mouth, and her taste buds suddenly exploded, making her feel a little happier. .

Mu Zhou put down his knife and fork and pursed his lips, "You only eat one meal a day these days. You eat more fruits than regular meals. How can you keep up with your nutrition?"

"But I have no appetite." Zhao Rou was also a little aggrieved. It might be due to hormonal changes. She recently saw white rice and a table of vegetables and she had no appetite at all. She couldn't even get the slightest interest in the food she loved before. On the other hand, not seeing fruit for a day feels like death.

Mu Zhou frowned, "I asked the doctor. Occasionally, you can be greedy, but the nutrition of three meals a day is indispensable. Both you and the child need nutrition. Now you eat as little as cat food every day, and the child absorbs everything you eat. Now, what should you do with your own body? It will be even harder in the later stages of pregnancy."

He was worried and his tone became a little more serious.

Zhao Rou was not happy when she heard this. She curled her lips and felt even more aggrieved. Tears suddenly flashed in her eyes. She looked at Mu Zhou sadly, her voice was ignored, "Those who will make you want to vomit after eating them, I just want to eat sour and sweet fruits. Can't you just rely on me?"

In the past, she would have been too embarrassed to say such coquettish words, but now facing Mu Zhou, she didn't know why she couldn't control herself and wanted to lose her temper, and for no reason, a sourness filled her nose, like pearls. Tears will flow as they please.

When Mu Zhou saw her like this, his heart felt so weak that he dared not say another word about her.

He quickly put down his knife and fork, took out a tissue and gently wiped the tears on her face, "Okay, okay, I won't force you. If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. I'll wait until you are hungry."

After coaxing her for a long time, Zhao Rou stopped her grievance, picked up a strawberry and bit it slowly. Mu Zhou didn't want to eat anymore, so he let her eat enough before hugging her back to the hotel.

Today's day's schedule has come to an end. Mu Zhou bathes her as usual in the evening. Now Zhao Rou is gradually getting used to his care. Although sometimes the style of painting changes after washing, he controls the scale just right, allowing her to take care of her. It was comfortable but not too intense, and allowed him to release it comfortably, so Zhao Rou continued with him.

After washing, Mu Zhou hugged her and sat on the big hotel bed. He took out the fragrant skin care lotion she used every day and rubbed it all over her body before going into the bathroom to take a bath himself.