Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu ran was stunned, and then Tang Yao hugged her.

A tight hug.

He said it was the last time.

But it's not just him, it's her.

Because this man was all her youth.

It is said that youth is fed to the dog, and her youth is fed to Tang Yao.

Fu Ran's face was buried on his shoulder and smelled the faint smell of tobacco on Tang Yao.

She wanted to cry, but she didn't cry.

Tang Yao said in a hoarse voice, "I will arrange a new address and a suitable person to take care of you."

With that, he loosened her, and there was a spark in his deep eyes: "Fu ran, you are free."

Maybe he can't be with her again in his life, but he thinks he finally does the right thing. He thinks he doesn't want her to suffer any more because he always loves her.

If letting go can make her happy, he finally decided to make her happy.

He thought, if Fu Ran is happy, will he be happy?

No, he won't be happy, but he will watch her happy.

"Go out. I want to be alone for a while." His voice was flat.

Fu Ran's face did not immediately leave his shoulder.

After a pause, she held out her hand and gently hugged his waist.

She said, thank you, Tang Yao.

At that moment, Tang Yao's eyes were hot.

This silly girl had suffered so much with him. He misunderstood her for several years and was bad to her.

Later, being nice to her, she was so moved that she forgave him again for being willing to have children.

Obviously, he failed her, but now let her go and say thank you.

He felt bad and knew that she was not feeling well.

They actually loved once.

In many years of entanglement, she loved him for a long time, and he loved her for a long time, but the time they really loved each other was very short.

But he will always remember how she fell in his arms and told him to have another child.

Fu ran leaves.

Tang Yao sat alone in the empty study. The light in the study was turned off. He sat quietly in the dark, like the rest of his life.

He arranged her future well, and arranged Nianchen and Yaoyao well. Only he didn't arrange himself well.

You have to let go before you know it's so hard.

It hurts. This pain is like a thorn in my heart. It hurts when I think about it.

But he didn't want to pull it out, because he was afraid that after pulling it out, he would have no pain, no pain, and would be more lonely!

In the dark, there was a glimmer of light in the corners of Tang Yao's eyes.

He reached out and wiped it, then lit a cigarette... Tasted the loneliness and heartache in the dark.

Late at night, he got up and was surprised that his whole body was cold.

When he went to the master bedroom, Fu ran lay there. He knew she wouldn't sleep.

They won't sleep on such a night.

He calculated carefully that they had been husband and wife for six years.

For six years, he can know the frequency of her breathing. For six years, he can't see every inch of her clearly.

However, he did not cherish her.

It's because she loved him so much at first, so everything took for granted, didn't she?

He walked over gently, holding the smell of smoke, and even people hugged her.

"I know you didn't sleep." He noticed her stiffness and said softly, "I won't do anything. You sleep."

"Tang Yao." She whispered, "I..."

"Don't say anything, or I'll regret it." He whispered, "Fu ran, the last night."