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Chapter 2056 Sweet Marriage Chapter 617 Spend every night alone, quietly and coolly.

Across the table, the man's gaze on her face was unprecedentedly sad.

why?
Perhaps it was because she already felt that there was no room for redemption in this relationship for her.

No matter how much you recover, there is no way to modify that dark night.

Her heart is already cold.

If it's cold, let it be cold, as long as she's by his side, as long as she's the last person he sees before going to sleep, and the first person he sees when he wakes up, that's fine.

Just fine...

Hao Xiaoman lowered his head under his changing gaze, paused, and brought the bunch of grapes: "Since we picked it, why don't we eat it together while it's still fresh?"

He didn't speak, but still stared at her deeply. After a while, he nodded: "Yes."

Hao Xiaoman took the bunch of grapes and got up to wash.

I don't know if it's because of my mood, or this year's grapes are really not too sweet, and they are very boring to eat.

Nan Mubai didn't seem to have any appetite either, so after eating three pills, he stopped eating, quietly watching her mechanically eat one after another.

While peeling the grape skins, Hao Xiaoman raised his head and smiled at him: "If you're sleepy, go to bed first, I'm awake again now, watch TV for a while before falling asleep."

Nan Mubai frowned, and said with a dull expression: "I'll sleep on the sofa, you can go upstairs to sleep."

When her mind was revealed, she felt a little embarrassed, silently wiped the grape juice on her fingers, hesitated, and tried to explain: "I'm just afraid that you will accidentally touch my stomach when you are asleep, after all..."

"I know, it's getting late, go to bed."

"..."

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but her mind went blank and she couldn't think of a word.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and went upstairs in a despondent manner.

When he turned the corner of the stairs, he subconsciously glanced at him again.

Maybe it was because the night was too quiet, or maybe the living room was empty, the figure of the man sitting with his back to her was drawn very long by the light, like a shadow nailed to the ground, lonely and cold.

The eye sockets are inexplicably pantothenic.

I don't know if he has been like this for the past three years, spending every night alone, quietly and coolly.

In the past three years, she has actually had a pretty good life. Except for the occasional encounter with racial discrimination, the occasional madness caused by various strange Western habits, and the occasional worry because of the lack of progress of her second brother's illness, the rest of the time has passed. Everything was fine.

When she is unhappy, the second brother will coax her, and when she is angry, the second brother will listen to her complaints seriously, entertain guests and attend parties with the second brother...

Those times that had nothing to do with love were easy and joyful for her.

And this lightheartedness and joy made the man at this moment all the more lonely and lonely.

She closed her eyes, sighed softly, and walked upstairs.

It will get better, now even Nan Muqing has come out of the haze step by step, let alone him.

……

Another sleepless night.

There was an unknown insect calling in the yard, lying in the grass, and when it approached lightly, the sound stopped vigilantly.

Nan Muqing shook the wine glass in his hand, put one hand in his pocket, and slowly turned from east to west. When he saw the light in the living room on the first floor of Xiyuan through the dense branches and leaves, his brows raised unexpectedly .

As soon as the door opened and closed, the man who entered leisurely was obviously not very welcome.

(End of this chapter)