President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1595 Can't forgive him!
Speaking so loudly, Butler Lan hurriedly took the young master back to his room to sleep.

"Mo Mo, who did you listen to, who is slandering me?" Dongfang Chen suddenly remembered that Xia Zimo had met Han Yi, and Han Yi was also in that hotel yesterday.

Could it be that the little boy Han Yi hadn't given up yet, and said a lot of bad things about him in front of Xia Zimo, making him sick and slandering him.

But he did lie last night.

Dongfangchen explained to Xia Zimo that he lied last night to make a good impression on her, an impression of a good father.

Last night, I went to a partner's daughter's birthday party. She called in person, so I didn't want to lose face.

Dongfang Chen assured Xia Zimo that he would never attend any daughter's birthday party in the future.

Xia Zimo continued to stare at him: "You specially chose the gift for that daughter."

Oops, someone really said something in front of her, Dongfang Chen quickly explained, he said the gift was selected by the special assistant, how could he have the time to spare, Chen Te helped choose a crystal cat, who would have thought that the daughter was just right? Like cats, this can only be said to be a coincidence.

It turned out to be a coincidence, Xia Zimo instantly felt less gloomy.

But she continued to pretend not to believe him with a cold face, ignored him, and said something: "I want to take Xia Tian to my brother's house for a few days."

Dongfang Chen was in a hurry, and hugged Xia Zimo.

"What are you doing?" Xia Zimo was startled.

Dongfang Chen didn't walk into the room with her in his arms, but walked out.

He rang his Ferrari, put Xia Zimo into the car, and he quickly got into the car from the other side.

The car drove off.

"What are you doing, where are you taking me?"

Dongfang Chen didn't speak, his black eyes were quiet, his hands were on the steering wheel, and he didn't even look at Xia Zimo, the lines of his side face were sexy and elegant.

He was not angry anymore, Xia Zimo secretly glanced at him.

In fact, if she didn't care about Dongfang Chen, how could she say these words.

He might be really angry, Xia Zimo also lowered his head and did not speak, and actually reflected silently in his heart.

Ever since he broke into the world of their mother and child, even though he did it in a rather domineering way, he was sincerely kind to their mother and child, not to mention obedient and obedient, and he has been coaxing her and coaxing his son.

Xia Zimo thinks that Dongfang Chen is a rare good man.

No, it's a good man who wouldn't have forced her to do that kind of thing last night, and pressed her against the wall in a very rude way.

Can't forgive him!
Thinking about it this way, Xia Zimo didn't feel any guilt towards him.

All the way silent, until the car slowly stopped.

Dongfang Chen got out of the car first, then opened the car door for Xia Zimo, and pulled Xia Zimo down as well.

"What are you doing?"

Dongfang Chen grabbed her hand: "Take a good look here, take a good look, have you been here before?"

Xia Zimo raised his head to look at the surrounding environment, and felt that the environment in front of him became erratic like a dream.

It's like having a thousand kinds of melancholy, but can't express it.

Xia Zimo also didn't understand why the environment here had such a big impact on her.

The place where Dongfang Chen brought Xia Zimo was exactly where Xia Zimo used to be.

Family.

The small house she rented is downstairs.

"Follow me up."

Dongfang Chen pulled her up to the second floor, took out a key from his pocket and opened the door.

A home of more than 50 square meters.

The sofa, the TV, the wall and the paintings are still in their original state.

Everything is exactly the same as it was two years ago.

Xia Zimo's pupils shrank a little, but still felt dazed, as if it had appeared in a dream.

"Momo, this is your former home. Do you remember? I knew I would be able to find you back, so I bought this place. The place where you lived with your mother. Look at the paintings on the wall. You didn’t draw it, you told me before, this painting was drawn by you, this flower was embroidered by your mother, you said it’s small but very warm, it’s your and your mother’s home.”

Dongfang Chen's voice was like a thread of memory, but Xia Zimo couldn't catch the end of the thread.

She moved closer to the wall, but touched the painting with her hand.

No dust.

Because Dongfang Chen had someone come to clean it on a regular basis, for countless days and nights in the past two years, he would come to visit occasionally, sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette all night.

Everything really remains the same, it's just that the people who live here don't remember anything.

Xia Zimo withdrew her hand and walked slowly into the bedroom, her bedroom.

It is so small that there is not much room for a bed, and there is a painting of Van Gogh's sunflowers on the wall, which was not painted by her.

Because it was sent by Dongfang Chen.

Everything is really the same as before.

Even the bed was made neatly. The blue sheets were made two years ago. Dongfang Chen kept these, as if waiting for her to come back to live at any time.

Xia Zimo saw a picture of her on the bedside table. She was wearing a school uniform with a bright smile, and the background was Suobang University.

There is no doubt that she is the owner of this room.

Xia Zimo came out and entered another master bedroom.

It was a little dark, she turned on the light, it was obvious that no one had lived in this room for a long time, the bed was empty, and the quilts were all put away.

A big picture was hung on the bed, Xia Zimo looked at the woman smiling lovingly at her in the big picture, and burst into tears suddenly.

She doesn't know why either.

I just feel so sad in my heart, so sad, as if a certain place is so painful that it is about to burst.

Dongfang Chen went over to support her, and said softly: "Mo Mo, she is your mother, remember, she is your mother."

"Mom..." The voice trembled like the wind.

"Is my mother gone?"

Dongfang Chen locked her deeply: "...not here anymore."

She covered her lips and wept bitterly.

It broke our hearts.

Dongfang Chen watched her cry quietly.

Obviously don't remember, obviously forgot, why is it so heartbreaking to look at it.

"How did my mother die?"

"...the one who died of illness, she had a heart attack."

"Was I there when she died?"

"...not."

Suppressing the bone-piercing cry, Xia Zimo cried so much that he almost couldn't stand upright.

"Momo, I will love and take care of you on her behalf," Dongfang Chen held her in his arms.

Xia Zimo leaned against him and wept loudly.

He carried her out and put her on the sofa in the living room. Dongfang Chen hugged her, kissed her lips, her tears.

She didn't know how long she cried, but she slowly stopped crying and leaned against Dongfang Chen's arms.

"Baby, I love you, I will accompany you to the end of time, and I will accompany you to see all the scenery of the world, baby, I love you..." He kissed her forehead lightly.

The two were lying on the sofa, Xia Zimo's tears wet the front of Dongfang Chen's clothes.

Xia Zimo rubbed her head and tried to get closer to him. She was like a dazed child who didn't know the past or the future.

Dongfang Chen hugged her, she had him in her future.

Listening to his steady heartbeat, Xia Zimo fell asleep at some point.

Your past is me, and your future can only be me.

Woman, you regard you as the treasure of my life, I will not let you down, and you should not let me down either.

(End of this chapter)