Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

The movie "Forrest Gump" was made in the 90s. In fact, it was already available five years ago. She and Xi Lingheng also discussed buying a disc to watch back, but until they broke up, this wish did not come true.

Now, after five years, both his and her lives have undergone a turning point, but he never expected that he would play "Forrest Gump" in her DVD room, and she would have the honor to watch it with him. .

Both of them watched the movie in silence, and there was no exchange of words during the period. Fang Xiao couldn't help thinking, would he let her watch the movie with him tonight?

In fact, it doesn't matter if she has had enough sleep, and she doesn't need to go to work tomorrow, and she can sleep during the day. The key is him. I don't know if he sleeps in the afternoon. live?

"I'm thirsty, go and bring me a bottle of beer and come in." Just hearing Dongfang Yunheng's lazy voice just interrupted her meditation.

"Oh," she immediately got up and walked out the door. When she came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and saw the neatly arranged beers, she reached out and took a bottle without hesitation.

However, as soon as she got it in her hand, she put it back immediately, because it was so cold, it was already November, winter, and his beer was still abnormally stored in the refrigerator, so drinking it like this would be unbearable.

What's more, he still has a stomach problem. She still remembered that the woman who called a few days ago said that he had a stomach problem.

In the end, she turned around and walked out of the kitchen, went to the water dispenser in the living room, took his cup, mixed a cup of warm water for him and brought it in.

"I want to drink." Seeing the glass she handed over, his face was obviously displeased: "Did you go deaf after having a miscarriage? Can't you hear people's words clearly?"

"Drinking cold things at night is not good for the stomach." She put the cup of warm water on the coffee table in front of him, "let alone cold wine? You just said you were thirsty, but you didn't say you were addicted to alcohol. You should drink it when you are thirsty." Water instead of wine, and wine doesn't quench your thirst."

"But wine can relieve sorrow," he instinctively argued with her.

"Do you have any worries to solve?" She sat down beside the sofa and ignored him.

He fell silent immediately, and he didn't.

No, he just has and can't show it in front of her.What he wants to show in front of her is how happy he is, how happy he is.

So, he silently picked up the cup of slightly hot water and drank it slowly.

Because the water was a bit soupy, he didn't drink it quickly. It was rare for him to be so patient, so he drank it little by little until the cup reached the bottom, and finally he didn't feel so thirsty.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, on the screen, Ah Gan was already running wildly with Abu on his back in the hail of bullets. The director once again rendered Ah Gan's stupidity and persistence in such a shocking way.

He couldn't help turning his head. The woman beside him was watching the movie intently. Her somewhat pale cheeks looked a little hazy under the soft and dim light. Perhaps it was because of the severe trauma of the miscarriage just now. At this time, her face There is no longer the cold line that he pretended in the office during the day, but a soft glow on his face.

He knew she was beautiful, as early as five years ago, in New Jersey, in that sunny summer or snowy winter, no matter whether her skin was dark or wheatish, or simply the original skin color , he thought she was incomparably beautiful.