Qian Duoduo gets married

Chapter 42

That night, Yiyi suffered from insomnia.

After dinner, she went shopping according to the original plan. Walking behind her was Wang Sheng, with a humble attitude all the way, responsible for carrying the bag when trying on clothes, and swiping the card when paying the bill.

Wang Sheng was good-looking, wearing a neat suit, she nodded in agreement with everything she picked up, and asked the lady to complete the order before she came out of the fitting room, the efficiency was amazing.

All the ladies looked envious, and one of them was so young that he couldn't hold back and said, "Your husband is so kind to you, and he is so handsome." His eyes were shining when he spoke, and he almost didn't say anything in front of her. She wiped her saliva facing Wang Sheng who was standing in front of the cashier in the distance.

She couldn't laugh or cry after listening to it, and didn't bother to explain. Later, she lost interest and went home.

Wang Sheng dutifully sent her to the door of the house. Aunt Zhang ran over to open the door. Seeing her tired face, she didn't dare to ask any more questions after receiving the things.

After returning to the room, put the shopping bags in the clothes room first. There is a walk-in cloakroom in the bedroom. When she walked in for the first time many years ago, she was stunned by its huge emptiness. He added with a smile behind him, "Buy it, fill it up."

At that time, her heart was full of joy, she felt heaven, and she was like a bird when she threw herself into his arms.But now, all the shelves have long been filled, and many of the things that make every woman's eyes shine and dream of, many of them even have the pale hang tag, scattered and half hidden in the untouched packaging bag Like many outdated actors who dress up well in the backstage every day but never have the opportunity to appear on stage, they sneer at her desolation.

What else are you singing?What's the point of gorgeous costumes when you travel at night in brocade clothes and epiphyllum blooms in deep valleys, no one appreciates them?She also sneered, still holding a huge golden shopping bag in her hand, she threw it on the ground casually, turned her head and left.

Let go of her hair and go into the bathroom to take a shower. When the water sprayed down, Yiyi seemed to hear the phone ringing in the room. It rang for a while and then stopped.

Too lazy to care, she continued, the white and greasy foam scattered around her body with the bath cotton, and the music on the mobile phone rang again, but she remained indifferent, closed her eyes under the water column and slowly raised her head, maintaining the same posture, under the water column There was no movement for a long time.

Stepping out of the shower room dripping wet, the bell rang again when she was wiping herself. She was standing in front of the mirror applying body lotion, and this time Yiyi finally saw a little surprised look on her face in the mirror.

She knows her husband well, and Niu Zhensheng has a stable personality. If she is expected to be at home and the two calls are not connected, the next one will definitely be called to Aunt Zhang, and then determine what she is doing. Busy, but it's so late, who else could call her besides him?What happened so anxious.

Wrapped around the bath towel and walked to the bed, she freed one hand to fumble for the phone in her handbag. The music kept going, and she was a little anxious to be urged. As soon as she touched the phone, she put it on her ear, "What's wrong? I just In the shower."

"Yiyi, it's me." The voice on the other end was very low, very familiar to her ears, not only familiar, but unforgettable, the phone became hot, her hand trembled, she couldn't hold it firmly, and almost dropped it.

After regaining her composure, her voice became much colder when she spoke again, "Why are you? What's the matter?"

"Yiyi, I'm waiting for you at the old place, are you coming?" It was him, he had never talked much, he cherished words like gold, a few short words, and he spoke slowly, but it seemed difficult and lengthy to his ears.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

There was no sound in the background. He seemed to be in a vast and empty place. There were faint chirping insects, but it seemed that the phone was quieter, and even the faint sound of breathing was amplified many times.

old place?Forget it, time has changed, how can there be a place in this world that will never change?
He didn't speak, and she didn't speak again. After a few seconds of stalemate, she moved her finger and cut off the call.

After cutting it off, she shook her hands and threw the phone on the bed, bent over to pick it up after thinking about it, and pressed hard to turn off the power.

It was too quiet in the bedroom, she sat on the bed and turned on the TV, letting the voices pour out.

The same soap opera is being played on TV, and the heroine has just been dumped, standing on the street and crying loudly.

She was indifferent at all, her eyes were open, she was lost in thought, many fragments of the past were scattered, she thought that she had lived a comfortable life for too long, that's why she was thinking wildly recently, and was troubled by inexplicable things.

The man who gave up a long time ago, the relationship that ended long ago, didn't they all think about it on the day of the wedding, the dust of this life settled, comfortable and prosperous, she had already chosen a man, and this man was good to her.

Which woman is not asking for these?It's just that I wasted my long youth, and I only figured out this truth after falling down countless times in pursuit of some illusory feelings.Fortunately, I got what I wanted after I figured it out, but unfortunately, I was delayed by myself for the rest of my life.

She just set her goal firmly from the very beginning and successfully completed it without wasting any time, so she is a lucky girl that everyone envies, who doesn't secretly envy her?
These words are repeated in my heart. The bedside lamp is retro in shape, with golden tassels on the edge, milky white lights, everything is exquisite and comfortable as far as the eye can see, and the clothes are beautiful. She struggled out of that doghouse Girl, what else is there to be unhappy about?

After thinking about it, she talked and laughed with herself, but she couldn't laugh, and she looked down on herself a little. Finally, she closed everything and lay down, pulled the quilt, and put her elbow on her eyes again, forcing herself to fall asleep.

Niu Zhensheng came back very late, and met the bosses of several construction companies and the person in charge of the construction site at night. Afterwards, everyone was a little excited, the wind direction changed, and the capital chain became tighter and tighter. Years passed by in a blink of an eye. At that time, the scenery was infinite, and the project that everyone was eager to invest in, now turned into a piece of chicken ribs, even worse than chicken ribs, and no one could avoid it.

When getting out of the car, the driver also saw that he was in poor spirits. When he opened the door, he said Mr. Niu, you are working too hard, but he smiled and did not answer.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and there was no sound in the house. When the door was opened, the room was completely lonely. It felt very strange. This house was chosen and bought by him before he got married. In the past, he only felt spacious and comfortable, but recently he felt more and more empty Lonely, sometimes when I go home alone, I know someone is asleep in the house, but I just feel unpopular.

It is better to have children. If there are three or two children running around here, it must be a completely different scene.

This thought was very strong as soon as it arose. He walked upstairs very quickly. After opening the bedroom door, the room was dark and there was no sound on the bed. Expecting that Yiyi had already fallen asleep, he went into the bathroom to take a shower and undressed alone. From time to time, I took a closer look at my body in the mirror.

The man is forty, he has been busy all year round, I don't know how long it has been since he took a good look at himself, it turns out that he is really old, his waist is loose, and there is no line at all.

When he was not thinking about these things, he turned his face and walked into the shower room, took a fighting shower at a fast speed, and then went to bed.

My wife was sleeping in the middle of the bed, as if she had long been used to this place being hers alone, with her back facing her, and there was no sound at all.

After he lay down, he hugged her from behind and turned her over. She let out a soft "Huh" in the dark, as if a little surprised, but she was very obedient and opened herself without any resistance.

When he entered, he suddenly found that her eyes were tightly closed, she didn't look happy at all, and she didn't even want to pretend.

My heart was cold, from the first time I saw her, I felt that she would always be the little girl who pouts slightly and pulls the corners of her clothes, and she always looks up to herself, like a small bird, and tries her best to play her role well. Role.

But now, the woman with closed eyes under him is so strange, is this his wife?Why doesn't he know.

With a sigh of relief, he suddenly lost interest, turned over and lay back.

"What's the matter?" She opened her eyes and looked at him, asking in a very low voice.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm too tired." Her eyes are beautiful, although the bedroom is dark, but his eyes are used to it, and he can still clearly see the black and white. When looking at him, he only feels clear and clear .

This is his wife. He waited carefully for so many years, waiting for her to grow up, and waiting for her to marry him willingly. No matter how tired he was in the past, as long as he saw her, he felt satisfied. What happened?She actually feels strange.

Feeling guilty, he stretched out his hand to hook her to his chest, bowed his head and said sorry.

How should she answer?Next to her lay her husband, who had just tried to make love to her, they had so little time together, for the first and possibly last time of the month, but he stopped halfway, unsuccessfully.

Stretching out her hand to touch his face, Niu Zhensheng looked old, her brows were already wrinkled, and recently there were two deep lines. She sighed silently, and she didn't mean any grudges. No one is pitiful.

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Fei: What about me?
Hai: Don't worry, you will come out in the next chapter.

Duoduo: What about me?

Hai: We are not together yet, no matter what you say, the words are the same. . . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)