Honey Marriage: Mr.Yuan spoils deeply

The words are light and soft. Light fluttering to fall in the bright living room, all around the inanimate furnishings should not have any response. But... The person who should have responded the most, the one who heard the first, is still silent now.

Joanne's warm silence made his crazy moment fall down.

If you really put it down, how can you have such a heavy expression?

Leaving himself from her arms, he didn't want to be so embarrassed to lie in Joan's warm arms, who was now thinking of others wholeheartedly. He can't do it.

Even if he is careful, he can't understand Joan. Anyway... Anyway, he just can't do it.

Fumbled to light up the cigarette, and still didn't hear any voice when he smoked half a cigarette. Yuan Tianqing could no longer bear such heavy and breathless air: "what's the matter with you?" Try to bear the unhappiness and turn your heavy face away.

"I..." she hesitated.

When Yuan Tianqing stood up from the sofa, Qiao annuan held his hand, and his voice was imploring and worrying: "Yuan Tianqing."

Showing as much as possible to squeeze out of the gentle smile, Yuan Tianqing feel very good to cover up before turning over: "I should not mention."

"Why not?" Asked the past, Joan warm staring at him. It's to see the specific meaning of what he said. The strength of holding his hand has also increased.

Naturally, she could feel that she was not happy. Yuan Tianqing could not help but feel funny when he thought of it. She should have explained it to herself, but now she still needs to explain it to her.

In the end, he gave in. In the end, we should take the initiative to do well.

"I should take the initiative to listen to you." Yuan Tianqing put his leaving action behind him, and he sat beside her again, "Qiao annuan, would you like to tell me?"

"What's your mood for listening to me? Jealousy or doubt or... "

"Love your mood." Caress her warm and trembling hand on her cheek, "Joan, how long have we been together? We... "

He began to laugh, and the cigarette in his hand was thrown into the transparent ashtray: "almost every time we quarrel, it's because of trees, even... Even our unhappiness now. Joanne, tell me. We always have to solve this problem, don't we? "

"Solve the problem? What's the problem? " Looking at him in bewilderment, I really don't understand him any more. At the same time, Joan had already let go of his hand.

"My question. Joan, didn't you say that? You told me about Enron. Now... "

"Yuan Tianqing." Not happy to interrupt him, Joanne warm sour eyes looking at the front of the big French window, "in fact, you did not ask, I also intend to tell you. Even... But you take the initiative to ask and I take the initiative to say it's too different. "

"What's the difference?" For her words, Yuan Tianqing was happy, holding her shoulder tightly and facing himself, "Qiao annuan, since you want to tell me, then..."

"But I'm not in any mood now. Yuan Tianqing, in fact, there is nothing between me and arbor. What can two ten year olds have? " Looking at his desire to talk and stop, Joan warm immediately blocked his words, "I know what you care about is just my mind."

"Yes." He didn't deny his heart and stared at her with apology.

"Do you think I like you?" There has never been a serious discussion of this topic between the two people.

The relationship between them was confirmed by a hug after fear, and it was even more incredible that they had a quarrel because of the tree that night.

"Of course!" Yuan Tianqing put his head on her head and gently raised his chin to kiss her, but the softness just attached was repelled by her.

"In that case, do you know what's the matter with trees? Why are you so anxious to ask me? " With a deep breath, Qiao annuan pushed his hand against his shoulder, "or do you still doubt my mind?"

Shaking his head solemnly, Yuan Tianqing's eyes sparkled with the same joy: "Qiao annuan, you can say it if you want, even if you don't want to say it." He wrapped his arm around her, let her close to himself, in order to better use his warm heart to dissipate her cold, "I will never ask again."

"Really?"

"Why don't I take an oath for you?" Looking at her burning eyes, Yuan Tianqing solemnly raised his hand, but without saying a word, Qiao annuan covered the next words with his hand.

"Yuan Tianqing, Qiaomu is just the person I am most concerned about. And you... "Joanne kisses him passionately, and the hand on his shoulder soon entangles his neck because there is no gap between them.

He was affectionately kissing back, but instantly he was under the pressure of the body, Yuan Tianqing is very unexpected to stop the kiss: "and you what?"

"Even if arbor stands in front of me, Yuan Tianqing, I still want you."

She really fell in love with herself. When did it happen?

But it doesn't matter anymore. As long as she loves herself, it doesn't matter even if she still cares about trees in her heart.

The most important thing is that she loves herself, not the person who is no longer in the world.

Along the path, which was stained by dark yellow leaves into yellow spokes, the white hospital was closer to Yuan Yufei's happy eyes.

Step on the warm steps of the afternoon light, and turn into a dark corner with a slightly anxious step. Take the elevator from here to the fifth floor, where shawcher's office is located.

No one answered when he knocked on the door. Even though he was impolite, he still pushed open the white door with the warning sign. Except for a dark yellow coat hanging on the clothes rack to show shawcer was at work, nothing else could be shown.

Lost to close the door, just turned around to see the soul of Xiao Che came.

Frowned, carrying a light and worried step to her in front, but she was powerless eyes ignored. Bigger worry will rise up the confusion pressure down, suddenly pull her, but found in front of the people are crying: "what's the matter with you?"

For yuan Yufei's sudden appearance, she didn't show any surprise. Regardless of the people coming and going, he leaned on his shoulder and sobbed: "Yuan Yufei..."

I didn't call her by name or ask her what was wrong. I just patted my hand on her back. The clouds outside are rolling, like bright colored cloth one after another. Along with the windows, they are transformed into a rainbow like oil painting, and the reflection they hold each other is the most vivid pattern in the oil painting.

Sitting opposite her, Yuan Yufei holds her chin in one hand and looks at the person who is still crying, but still doesn't say a word. At this time, he is like a silent puppet to accompany the people he likes. When he needs to speak, he just accompanies quietly when he doesn't need to.

Maybe half an hour, maybe an hour, no matter how long it took - now shawcher began to talk intermittently.

"His child has serious autism."

"Whose child?" This is not asked by the brain, but just a pair of red and swollen eyes on her crying will understand everything.

"He... The child has serious depression." Under the refraction of the light, shawcher's tears fell down more and more. She curled up in a chair by the window, and her shaking shoulders kept shaking in the gentle light. "I never... I never thought about his home..."

"Yuan Yufei, I'm so sad. I'm really sad. " Shawcher's hand grabbed his white coat hard, and the white joints were startling in the light. "He was always unhappy, always unhappy. Why have I never cared about him? Why has he never been asked the reason for his divorce? He certainly doesn't want a divorce. He certainly doesn't want to. Even if he doesn't love his wife, he won't divorce... "

"Don't cry, shawcher." Gently patted her on the shoulder, the other hand gently wiped away her warm tears of grief, "it's not your fault."

"But I... but I always push him. I always make him worry about me. He said he didn't want to meet me, but I still didn't want to put it down. He must be in pain, he must be in pain... "

"Can you put it down if you want?" Yuan Yufei sighed deeply and gazed at her sad eyes. Her depressed and sour feelings were like a beast. At this time, she was suddenly stabbed by a sharp arrow, and then drove all his blood to run forward. Finally, this behavior forced yuan Yufei to hold her in her arms and kiss her cool and shiny hair, "does he love you?"

"I don't know." Xiao Che is always confused about everything between himself and Wen Yuanqing. His vague behavior, his vague movement, his vague eyes... All ambiguous things make shawcher crazy.

I can't put it down if I want to.

With a deep sigh, all the hot feelings just now gradually cooled down in her short words. Yuan Yufei held her shoulder, which was no longer trembling, and shook her head sadly: "Xiao Che, I don't want you to be like me. Don't make these things a scar on your heart at any time. "

"But when I saw that he was not happy, my heart hurt." Once again, he showed his painful eyes. With what he was about to say, his tears also swayed in his moist eyes. "Yuan Yufei, I love him."

"Then love! But don't... "Wipe her tears," don't have the desire to take him for yourself. "

"Desire?"

"Yes."