Newly married wrong love, blaming ex-wife

Chapter 193 She Has No Culture
"From now on, there will only be the two of us in this world."

Mu Tianen paused with his fingers, and continued to wash the dishes.

She understood what he meant.

In fact, there are not only the two of them in this world, they are only dependent on each other, but they are the only ones, and even their close relatives and friends cannot participate.

She doesn't know if this kind of life is lonely, but it's actually quite good to have only the two of them.

Ling Ze rested his chin on the top of Mu Tianen's head.

It is strange to say that in the past three months, under such a situation, he actually felt a sense of tranquility.

Even if he doesn't know how much pain will come in the future, at least now, he is not worried.

He had a life-saving straw, and he was no longer that kind of rootless duckweed.

It was night, only a warm lamp was still on by the bedside, the curtains were slightly raised by the wind, and then lowered, some breeze passed by, which also brought warmth to the room.

No matter what the weather is outside, here, there is only a kind of tranquility that cannot be left behind.

Even if the wind is strong, even if it is raining and thundering, even if it is stormy.

But the tranquility that belongs here will not change.

Mu Tianen opened his eyes, and carefully moved his arms away, those faint lights also fell on the man's facial features, less fierce, but more gentle.

She put her hand on his face, stroking his brows and eyes.

She spent the rest of her life in exchange for these.

Ask her if she regrets it?
No, if she was given another choice, she would still choose this path.

She didn't want to leave any way out for herself, because there was no way out.

"What's the matter?" Ling Ze opened his eyes, held her hand, and put it on his lips.

"It's okay," Mu Tianen was still smiling, and the color of Gong Yi's pupils became much clearer under this light.
Ling Ze stretched out his hand and hugged her even tighter. At this moment, it seemed that he would never let go in this lifetime.

"Ling Ze."

"kindness……"

He responded lightly.

Mu Tianen's nose was slightly sour, and this sourness seemed to pierce her heart a little bit.

And then her eyes were filled with something, it was full and then overflowed.

She brought her face close to his again.

"Ling Ze, it's been 18 years."

And the man didn't respond to her.

All she could hear was his breathing, one by one, coming slowly.

It's okay, I know you don't love me, but I will continue to love you, just like I did many years ago, until I die...

She also closed her eyes, and her breathing became shallower.

But at this moment, she didn't know that Ling Ze opened his eyes.

He knows she loves him.

But all he could give was an apology.

However, even if he doesn't love her, he will treat her well, and he will only treat her well in the future.

And everything outside has nothing to do with them.

The weather is also getting colder and colder. After autumn, it seems that winter is coming much sooner. Before they noticed it, it started to snow. The snow was quite heavy.

Mu Tianen was sitting on the window sill, holding a cup of hot milk tea in her hands, her slightly swaying legs, and her white jade-like feet also swayed in the air.

Her hair, which has grown to shoulder length, is much smoother. It doesn't need to be taken care of specially, and it has naturally draped over her shoulders. It may be because she shaved her head, so this time she has grown it out again. His hair is not as frizzy as it used to be, and it is impossible to wake up after a night of sleep and be struck by lightning.

It may also be because of the good yield of hair. In short, her hair is getting better and easier to manage now.

It's freezing and snowy outside, but the inside of this house is very warm. The temperature has always been maintained between 27 and 28 degrees, and stepping on the carpet will give you a warm feeling.

As expected of a high-end residence, even if it was minus ten or twenty degrees outside, the temperature inside the house was always average.

And what Mu Tianen likes most is to sit here, drink a cup of milk tea, and watch the snow fall one after another outside. There is a lot of snow this year, and it has been falling since the beginning of winter.

And she really found out that she was much less tolerant to the cold than last year, so she didn't go out much easily.

Of course, the best decision they made was to convert the lawns outside into a greenhouse, where they ate all their vegetables every day, and there were all kinds of vegetables.

Ling Ze didn't let her go out, not even to the greenhouse, because she went there once, and she caught a cold when she came back, at that time Ling Ze's face seemed to turn pale with fright.

The good thing is, after one night, she was almost fine, otherwise, maybe she didn't have a cold.

They can't get sick now.

No amount of money can buy life.

And since the cold got better, she began to live at home, and if it was not necessary, she would definitely stay at home

It's a pity that she didn't become a poet, and it was impossible for her to write a few sour poems in front of the snow.

"looking at what?"

Ling Ze walked over. He just finished a video conference and couldn't find his wife.

And he knew she would be here, and she was.

Is it so beautiful here?

Mu Tianen pointed to the snow outside.

"Does it look like salt?"

Ling Ze finally laughed out loud. Someone so uneducated might be able to recite a few poems if he was someone else. If Mu Tianqing was around, he might even be able to play a piece of violin.

Thinking of Mu Tianqing, Ling Ze couldn't help being stunned for a moment, it seemed that he hadn't thought of Mu Tianqing for a long time, and even her appearance seemed to be blurred.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Mu Tianen staring at her without blinking. Those eyes without any impurities made his heart feel a little guilty for no reason. What's more, is A sense of betrayal.

He reached out and covered Mu Tianen's eyes.

Mu Tianen couldn't see anything anymore.

"What's the matter?" She asked incomprehensibly, but she didn't pull his hand away, "Are there any surprises?"

"Our day is not a surprise."

Ling Ze turned her to the window, take a good look at your snow, I still have things to do.

Mu Tianen picked up the cup again, and shook her legs lightly. When she turned her head, she saw Ling Ze walking towards the room.

She smiled, but in this smile, there were some deep and shallow wounds hidden.

Then, she turned outside again, she wanted to build a snowman, to have a snowball fight, to walk on the snow, and to step on footprints one after another, but these were all on her body. It has become a luxury.

Behind him, Ling Ze closed the door, walked to the drawer, opened it, and took out Mu Tianqing's photo from inside.

(End of this chapter)