Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She shook her head. "I don't want to hate you. That's it. I'm going to sleep. "

Tang Mu hung up the phone. There was a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes. She gently pressed her small head into the white pillow.

Once, she thought that Britain was a safe haven and a place where she could escape from reality. She could even fantasize that he would come to her and take her back.

It was not until that day that she saw Sister Zhang Shu holding him and kissing him that she knew she was funny. It was also funny in their eyes.

Britain is destined to be the place where she grows up.

Tang Mu wiped away the tears from her eyes and told herself not to cry. Tang mu, don't cry. People who are not hugged are not qualified to cry.

Tang Mu tried to squeeze out a smile, even if it was small.

H city.

Tang Nianchen put down the phone and took a long breath. He reached out to pick up the picture frame and looked at their photos. He can't go back!

He thought that the reason why he chose Zhang Shu was not only the external conditions of Zhang Shu, but also the relationship between Tang Mu and him since childhood. As a man, he slowly matured. He instinctively resisted such a relationship. Although he liked Tang Mu very much and loved her very much, he was willing to love her as his sister forever.

But after they went to bed, they couldn't go back.

He lives in H city as before, and Tang Mu lives in England.

A week later, he heard that she had made good friends. Half a month later, he heard that Shaoyang had gone to England. He didn't ask specifically, but someone seemed to inadvertently tell him.

This half month, he and Zhang Shu's engagement banquet are preparing. Zhang Shu's dress is very beautiful, and they have chosen the engagement ring together

But Tang Nianchen has always been empty, like something missing.

More like, what did he lose!

For half a month, Tang Mu never called him once. In the days when he was away, she always called him for various reasons before going to bed, saying that she was afraid of the dark and that there would be monsters to catch her.

Now, she doesn't call him anymore. There's none.

Tang Nianchen hit one in the middle. She said two words in class and hung up

He sat in the office, picked up his cell phone and put it down again.

Finally, he pressed the inside line, "Andy, do I have a vacancy this week? About three days. "

Andy checked the itinerary, then smiled and said, "president Tang, one day on Friday, you can rest when you come to Japan on Saturday and week. Do you want me to book a ticket for you?"

Tang Nianchen held the phone and pondered: "book the earliest flight on Friday and send my mobile phone message."

Andy, uh huh.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Nianchen went to the French window and looked out——

A plane flew over the distant sky.

Two days later, Tang Nianchen flew to Britain. When he appeared in the apartment with his luggage, it was 8 p.m. in Britain.

He invited aunts. When he came, he was surprised, "young master?"

"Where's mu mu?" He put down his luggage and took off his thick coat.

Aunt whispered, "in the room, I seldom come out to talk."

He nodded and went into a bedroom in the south.

Tang Mu is in the living room. The room is warm. She is wearing a set of hairy home clothes, sitting there painting with her back to him.

Looking from the back, I felt that I had lost a circle, and my long hair was tied up. My neck looked thin, white and delicate.

I haven't seen her for many days. Tang Nianchen looked at her back and his throat tightened. He couldn't tell what he felt.