Wait for the wind, wait for you, wait for your return

Chapter 1583 You Are My Wife, Not A Servant

She hated this situation.

She doesn't even have the right to ask questions.

He was so contradictory and complicated that she couldn't figure it out at all.

All she can do is silent, waiting, waiting endlessly, knowing nothing, acting like a fool.

As Lu Qingyun ate and ate, she sniffled.

Huo Ziyi, who was sitting opposite her, heard the sound of sobbing, and the melancholy in his eyes deepened. He stood up silently, "If you can't eat, then stop eating. Go back and rest early. There are many things these two days, don't go to the hospital." gone."

Lu Qingyun choked up, said nothing, put down her chopsticks, and fled in a hurry.

Huo Ziyi looked at her back, his eyelids slowly drooped, and his slender fingers kept pressing his temples.

It was as uncomfortable as a cotton ball stuffed in the chest cavity.

Why torture each other like this?

But he just couldn't get over that hurdle, thinking of Xinyan, he couldn't face Lu Qingyun.

This is the knot in his heart, and it is also the robbery between him and her.

Lu Qingyun didn't even know how she spent those few days.

Gained and lost again, that feeling is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Only then did she realize that if Huo Ziyi touched her, it meant that she had a future with her.

It's all because she thought too naively.

Gu Qingyun sat on the car going back, staring blankly ahead.

Marrying Huo Ziyi, she is like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, she has no choice at all.

He looked up trying to swallow the tears back into his eyes.

But no matter how hard she tried, it still dripped silently on her cheeks.

Ten or so days passed in a daze.

I heard that Huo Xinyan was discharged from the hospital.

No matter how many days she was ill, she would not see Huo Ziyi.

The thing called longing crazily devoured her bone marrow.

Twilight, eight o'clock.

The surroundings of the old house were so quiet that the sound of insects and birds could be heard. Gu Qingyun sat in front of the window, staring blankly at the stars in the distance, and breathed the intoxicating aroma of roses.

Before she knew it, she had made more than a dozen essential oils.

Lavender.

Rose's.

Sandalwood's...

Variety.

All made for him.

Refreshing, sleep well.

But since that night, he never came back.

Looking at those small bottles of essential oils, she felt that she was a fool. The road ahead was endless. No matter how she walked or how hard she worked, there would be no rewards.

Just when she was lonely and sad to the extreme, the sound of a car came from downstairs, she suddenly shuddered, and carefully opened a corner of the curtain, when she was sure it was Huo Ziyi's car, her body couldn't help shaking.

It's him!

He is back.

Thinking that it was Huo Ziyi, Gu Qingyun's heart couldn't help beating fast, and she stepped down the stairs in fear.

It happened that Huo Ziyi pushed the door and entered.

The two were at the entrance, their eyes met, as if all the time had been frozen.

She stared at him blankly.

He looked at her for the past few days, and seemed to be haggard again.

She walked up to him slowly and asked in a low voice, "Are you just off work?"

Huo Ziyi hummed lightly.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat supper?"

It seemed that Lu Qingyun couldn't find anything to talk about except for these cold and warm questions.

"Go and turn on the hot water, I'm tired."

Huo Ziyi looked at her with a tired face.

Gu Qingyun nodded, "Okay."

She hurried upstairs to put hot water for him.

After a while, Huo Ziyi also came up, she got up immediately, and stepped forward to help him undress.

Huo Ziyi suddenly grabbed her little hand, "You are my wife, not my servant, I will do these things myself."

(End of this chapter)