The room is clean everywhere. The quilts are stacked neatly beside the bed. The quilts are just like those made by soldiers.

He also laughed at her, how to fold the quilt so well, and no one checked.

He Xiaochu said with a smile, who said that no one checked, "my father is a soldier, and I am used to checking the quilts I fold every day."

She always kept a low profile and never talked about her family background. She only said that her father-in-law was a military officer. He still heard from others that her father-in-law was a leader.

At that time, he thought he could borrow his wife's light and get promotion from his father-in-law.

Who knows, he Xiaochu is not willing to destroy his father's reputation for her husband's sake. The two men have been at odds over this.

Every night at this time, she had already made the quilt.

He unfolded the quilt himself, pulled it two times and lay down, but he smelled the faint fragrance on the quilt.

It belongs to he Xiaochu's fragrance. He thinks that he is really mixed up. How can he make the relationship between them like this? Is it because of Su Qingqing?

Today, after all, she is still a department, but after that, I don't think it's interesting. Isn't that the case?

She still approached her with a purpose, which was even more boring. She felt like a prostitute.

Maybe it's really a happy life. I think he Xiaochu can't run, so I always want to find something fresh outside. Isn't all men like this?

He did not turn off the light, staring at the wedding photos hanging on the wall. He Xiaochu in the picture is really beautiful.

Time seems to pull back to seven years ago, that summer, he met he Xiaochu, love at first sight, never forget.

After chasing him for a long time, he Xiaochu just regarded him as a friend. Although he didn't hate it, he didn't like it.

He really liked her so much that he thought of a conspiracy and asked his high school classmate Wei Zhigang to help him forge a terminally ill case.

He Xiaochu is still very simple, really believe, but also shed sincere and heartache tears for him.

For a moment, she felt a little bit of love for the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

He struck while the iron was hot, saying that in order to bid farewell to life, he begged her to drink with him.

He Xiaochu did not drink wine, can not resist his left and right advice, there are sad tears, let her a heroic, wine on a cup after cup of belly.

That night, he didn't care whether it was mean or not, and hugged her fiercely. He Xiaochu, who had drunk too much wine, was forcibly occupied by him in a semi comatose state.

When she woke up, she cried silently, saying that she would never forgive him, and even nearly committed suicide.

He immediately knelt down to her, slapped himself in the face, scolded himself as an animal, and said that he had no choice but to treat her.

He didn't lie about this. At that time, he loved her, and he really died.

Later, seeing that she still refused to forgive, he took up a fruit knife to cut his wrist. He grabbed it and cut it on his wrist.

"Anyway, I can't live very long. If you really hate me, I'll die and make amends to you! But if you want to live well, I can't bear your sorrow. Even if I shed a tear, I will die of heartache."

He really saw blood on his wrist. He Xiaochu rushed to stop him.

She was just too kind and soft hearted to see him die in front of her.

"Don't stop me, let me die!"

He said, the knife did not let go, but also did not willing to cut hard.

"No, Xiao Shengchun, don't do this Don't... " He Xiaochu burst into tears.

"Unless you promise to be my girlfriend, no, unless you promise to marry me, I will die!"

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