The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Qing put down the bowl, and generously let her watch.But there also seemed to be a pure smile in those deep eyes at this moment.

Didn't she find out?His face could be squeezed out of flesh.

The afternoon of the two of them always passed quickly. In the evening, Qing sat on the sofa and watched TV, but his eyes kept on looking at Xiang Qinglan who was sitting next to him. He suddenly turned around, facing her.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Qinglan tried to ask him with eyes, not understanding what his heaviness was at this moment, as if he wanted to see into her soul, such focused eyes made her heart tremble slightly.

Qing's thin lips were tightly pursed, and after a long time, he took out something from his chest, which turned out to be a chain, and then he looped it around Xiang Qinglan's waist, and put the necklace in his hand on her neck.

Xiang Qinglan lowered her head and looked at the strangely shaped lianzi hanging around her neck. It seemed to be a totem of a certain family, so she couldn't recognize what kind of symbol it was.

She was about to take it off, but a pair of big hands stopped her.

"For you," Qing tightened her hand, while the chain was quietly hanging around her neck.

"This is the most important thing for you. Maybe you will find your past," Xiang Qinglan took his hand and wrote in the palm of his hand, this chain was when she picked up Qing, The only thing found on him that belonged to his past.It is also the only thing that can prove his identity.How could she want it?Perhaps, this will be very important to him, very important.

"Lan is the most important thing," he said unexpectedly, staring at the chain on her forehead, but his voice was very calm. He couldn't remember what was in the past, but he knew that something had happened in his life. A person who is more important than anything else is Xiang Qinglan.

He can not want the past, not remember, as long as she is.

Therefore, she is the most important person to him.

Xiang Qinglan gently swayed her eyelashes like a small fan, blinking slightly, a little wet, she gently caressed the lines on the chain, the soft place in her heart was deeply touched again one time.Indescribable touch and happiness surrounded her whole body.

She turned around and put her arms around Qing's waist, and buried her head in his chest, but Qing just hugged her tightly, and the night began to slowly reveal a black expanse. When night fell, whether it was wind or rain, It is much quieter than during the day.

And tonight is destined to be a good night's sleep.

In the morning, Xiang Qinglan woke up very early. When she tidied up the room and opened the drawer, she found a pile of money inside. She frowned slightly. She remembered that she didn't put any money here. , How could there be so much? Could it be that she forgot, put away the money in the table, and put it away without thinking too much. She really thought that she had misplaced it. After all, too many things happened recently Yes, perhaps, her memory is really a little blurred.

And Qing just looked at her, then slowly closed his eyes again, he turned over, and the smile on the corner of his lips began to bloom slowly.

Xiang Qinglan cleaned up everything, she put on her clothes, and gently stroked the necklace that Qing had hung around her neck last night in front of the mirror. Qing said that she was more important than the necklace, so she put his The past was given to him, but to her, in fact, he is also her most important person.The important thing can no longer be lost, she walked out of the bathroom, walked to the bed, and carefully covered the man lying on the bed with a quilt.Then he closed the door softly, afraid of waking him up.

But she didn't know that just as she left, Qing also quickly put on her own clothes and walked in another direction.

The work on the construction site is very tiring and dirty. Qing is a very clean person, so he has to wash himself clean when he returns home. Therefore, after such a long time, Xiang Qinglan didn't find anything.

She was still delivering newspapers, and he continued to be the heaviest porter.Both of them worked very hard, but the afternoon was the happiest time of the day for both of them.

Qing always puts the money she earns in the drawer, and sometimes, she will change the location, and Xiang Qinglan, who is very tired every day, really thinks that sometimes she has a bad memory and misplaces things, which makes her think Something went wrong in her memory, so the physical difference between a woman and a man is really huge.

Qing's body seems to be getting stronger and stronger. His physical foundation is already very good. Perhaps, what kind of training has he really received before? On the construction site, he has the strongest strength, the most work, and the most capable suffer.He usually speaks very little, and sometimes he doesn't say a word all morning, just moving things.

Then at noon, he would go back whether he had finished his work or not, and continue the next day.

However, Xiang Qinglan seemed to be getting thinner and thinner. Although Qing always made her eat a lot, the long-term heavy physical work had made her body unable to bear it anymore.

Looking at the last newspaper in her hand, Xiang Qinglan was silent for a long time. She turned around and wanted to leave, but in the end, she still raised her head and looked at the apartment she was already familiar with. Her current home is much bigger and more luxurious, but when she looks at it again, it is much more strange. Is this really the place where she has lived for two years?Why has everything changed, changed, as if I was just having a dream before,

She didn't think that she would have the opportunity to come back here, and it was just to deliver a newspaper. She picked up the newspaper, bit her lips lightly, and then walked inside. Now that she left, what else do you need? For her nostalgia, everything that happened here was just like yesterday, but the deep scar on her heart has faded a lot, and the heart-piercing feeling has also begun to fade.

Stretching out her hand to grab the necklace around her neck, the corners of her lips raised slightly, whether it was Su Zhetuo or Gong Ruxue, she had nothing to do with them anymore.

Carefully placing the newspaper in her hand under the crack of the door, she turned around and was about to leave when she heard a voice coming from the door. Before she took a step, the door opened right here. Su Zhetuo and Gong Ruxue Standing side by side, their hands were still tightly held together.

"What are you doing here?" Su Zhetuo looked at Xiang Qinglan, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a kind of surprise that he couldn't even describe himself, and he found that his heart was beating very fast, just like Like a man who has just tasted love, there is a kind of excitement, but he still makes himself try to calm down, and even his voice is still cold.