My husband is a wife

Chapter 1372 I don't even have the strength to knock on the door
This man, it seems that there is nothing that can make him difficult, but he has never been able to get over that hurdle in his heart.

Xiahou Huan'er lightly said, "It's been a long time, and he's still brooding over it, as if he's old and stubborn."

Damn, she suddenly had an urge to blow up the villa.

This place is gone, let's see where he can hide.

She glanced at the clock on the wall, okay, just give him half an hour to calm down.

She didn't allow him to sink down endlessly.

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In the study room, Dongfang Xing opened his notebook. He has never dared to face his family's affairs. Even though he knew that there were records in the world database, he never dared to touch it, and he didn't even have the courage to inquire about it. Maybe he subconsciously also In fear, escape, dare not face reality.

Opening the world database, I touched the sensor keyboard with my fingers, trembling uncontrollably.

He hesitated for a while before making up his mind and typing in the search title.

500 years ago, the history of the Eastern family.

In the world database, there is a very detailed description of the Dongfang family that was in power 500 years ago.

But it is only a rough introduction to the later period.

Can't help but reappear in my mind, that scene of tragic scenes.

They were not killed by fire, they were killed by men.

And the murderer...

murderer……

His face turned pale, as if he had suddenly touched an inaccessible forbidden place, he suddenly closed the notebook, picked up a bottle of wine, uncorked it, and poured it wildly.

At this moment, he hopes that alcohol can numb himself, it is best to get him drunk, so that he doesn't have to think so much, and he doesn't have to feel so guilty.

However, the more he didn't want to wake up, the clearer what appeared in his mind.

The best thing about being a zombie is that you can always keep a clear head, but this is the worst thing. Even if you want to escape from something, there is always nowhere to escape, and there is no way to escape.

Drinking wine to relieve sorrow, worry more sorrow.

He never gets drunk, he just gets more and more excited.

He took a few sips hard, and suddenly threw the bottle out forcefully.

With a bang, the glass fell to the ground and shattered, and the mellow smell of wine permeated the entire study instantly.

His fists were clenched suddenly, and he began to beat the hard and solid wall vigorously. If he couldn't find a way to get angry, he would definitely go crazy.

Outside the door, Xiahou Huan'er walked to the door of the study step by step, leaning on the wall with his weak body.

He listened to the voice from inside distressedly, he was like this, he always bears by himself when there are any unhappy things.

She knew that he didn't want her to worry, but if he put all his worries in his heart and locked himself up to torture himself, wouldn't it make her feel better?
She raised her hand, but sadly found that she didn't even have the strength to knock on the door.

It's all the damn Long Qiao's fault, she doesn't know when her strength will recover.

She leaned against the door, panting softly.

At this moment, the door opened, and the intoxicating smell of wine wafted from inside, which made her feel a little dizzy.

Dongfang Xing stood at the door with his back to the light. Even if he couldn't see his face, he could feel the heavy breath emanating from him.

"Didn't I tell you to rest?" A low, flat, almost depressing voice slowly sounded from the air.

Xiahou Huan'er chuckled, "It's no wonder I can rest in peace with you like this."

He narrowed his deep eyes and shook his head: "I'm fine."

(End of this chapter)