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Chapter 62 Grievance and Tears
She buried her head deep in the quilt like an ostrich, her eyes were red, and she was inexplicably sad. This kind of sadness came from the bottom of her heart. In his eyes, what did he think of her? Cooking and washing clothes Yes, helping her with housekeeping and warming his bed.

She took 20 from him but lost her entire youth and future. Xia Qing moved her aching arm. No matter how much she thinks now, it's wishful thinking, and she can't turn back time to that rainy night.

Or from the first time they met, they were doomed to the current unbearable situation. She appeared in front of him in such a humble posture, which led to the current relationship.

Lying on the bed for a while, Xia Qing struggled to get up from the quilt when her brain recovered, her bones were sore.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight in late autumn outside the window, although not too strong, still made her unable to open her eyes. She stretched out her hands to slightly cover her forehead.

This place is very suitable for living, the environment is very good, there are traffic leading to the city center in all directions, but the scenery is far away from the urban area.

Looking around, you can see the white sky bridge and the huge lakeside opposite. The warm autumn sun falls on the lakeside, and the sparkling water on the lakeside seems to be coated with a layer of gold.

After standing in front of the window and looking at it for a while, Xia Qing lowered her head and took a breath. No matter how she manages her life, she still has to go on boldly. In the future, she still has a long, long way to go.

Her life is not only her own but also her mother's. She thinks that he will always get bored one day, and he will always find someone who matches his background to marry and have children.

Maybe that day will be the day she leaves him, maybe that day is very long, maybe it is also very short.

3 months, half a year, a year, there is always a time limit.

Xia Qing tidied up in the bathroom of the bedroom and then went downstairs. No matter how much grievance she felt in her heart, she couldn't show it. She still had to get along with her relationship with him, and she still had to do the cooking and laundry for him. Keep doing it for him.

When he turned around the stairs and was about to walk towards the hall, he suddenly heard voices from the room next to the stairs, soothing music flowing from the study, but Xia Qing unconsciously looked at the study opposite the bedroom ,

The door of the study room was not closed, Xia Qing leaned over to look in through the door, Ji Xiangyang sat casually on the ground by the French window, wearing a light gray knitted sweater on his upper body, gray trousers on his lower body, one of his legs was bent up In the heart, the handsome face leaned forward slightly, and the resolute chin rested on the knee.

He was fiddling with his disc, which was one of Ji Xiangyang's favorite things to do when he was in college. He hadn't touched it for a few years, but for some reason, he became interested at this time.

10 years without touching, how many 10 years in life.

12 years, an annual ring, he is 12 years older than Xia Qing, sometimes when he thinks of this number, he will tremble with fear, she actually let a woman in her early 20s stay by his side.

No matter the experience, the level of education received by the two people, or even the life in the circle, their knowledge and world of life are very different from each other, but he has developed a strong interest in her, and he doesn't know why?At this time, he didn't want to understand why?
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