His Sunny Wife

In the garden.

Xia xiaonuan sat on the swing, staring at the birds in the distant trees in a daze.

At this time, the servant came over and looked at her and said, "Miss Xia, you have been sitting for more than half an hour. It's too cold outside. Be careful of catching a cold."

Xia xiaonuan looked at the maid, half ring, slowly reflected, said: "I know."

"Miss Xia, what's the matter with you? You don't look very well... "

Xia xiaonuan reaches out his hand and touches his face.

"I'm fine." With that, she turned and went back to her bedroom.

She didn't go out for days.

He Jian called her a few times, but she didn't answer.

She didn't know what happened. Ever since she met He Jian and thought of some things she had learned before, she became very disappointed.

She felt as if she had become someone else overnight.

She had a life that didn't belong to her. She didn't dare to meet outsiders and felt like a patient.

Especially when he Jian asked her about her situation, she suddenly found that she was different from others.

She was afraid that her illness would be known by some familiar or unfamiliar people, and that she would suddenly lose her manners in public one day.

Once upon a time, how proud she was on the stage

Think of son, this summer small warm suddenly think of what, not from walk to the wardrobe, began to search.

When Nangong Yaoling came back, he didn't find Xia xiaonuan.

In the past two days, he felt that she was in a low mood and contacted He Jian. He Jian said that he hoped to give her two days. Some things should not be rushed.

So he had to bear it.

"Where's Xiao Nuan?" Nangong Yaoling looks at Aunt Li.

"Miss Xia has been to the practice room upstairs for two hours..."

"What?" Nangong Yaoling's face changed. He quickly got up and ran upstairs.

On the top floor is a gymnasium with a large training room.

Therefore, when Nangong Yaoling ran to the door of the training room, he saw Xia xiaonuan, wearing dance clothes and shoes, practicing dance alone in front of the large floor mirror.

Her slender body kept spinning and dancing in front of the mirror.

Sweat wet her hair, her whole person looks very thin, especially wearing dance clothes, feel the whole person, like a leaf, light, will fall to the ground at any time.

Under the illumination of the light, she is so beautiful, beautiful moving, beautiful startling.

Nangong Yaoling vaguely remembered that a few years ago, when they just got married, he had seen her practice dancing.

At that time, it was something she had always been proud of.

However, once she found him and danced for him.

His performance at that time was so impatient, even disgusted.

"I don't have time to waste watching such boring and ugly performances. Don't waste your time, Xia xiaonuan." That's what he gave her at the time.

In fact, it's not that she didn't dance well, but that at that time, he hated such commercial marriage, so no matter how beautiful and excellent she was, in his eyes, it had nothing to do with him.

He remembered the tears in her eyes as he turned away. And he just took that as pretending to be pathetic.

And from that day on, he never saw her dance again, not once.

He didn't know whether she was dancing because she didn't dance in front of him or just because of his words.

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