Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Do you remember these things?" she felt the shudder from the depths of her soul when Feng's clear hand touched the tip of the pen. Lin Zixiang looked at her and said with a smile, "I remember everything about you. It may be a lie, but I remember this clearly!" in primary school, Feng ChuChu was a bully in the school and always bullied Lin Zixiang as a deskmate. However, as a girl, she still had quiet times. For example, at school, when art classes begin!

In Lin Zixiang's memory, it was the quietest time when the wind was clear. As long as she didn't speak, she wouldn't notice herself. Those simple and ignorant eyes just stared at the drawing paper in front of her and painted the small world in her heart with an oil paint stick. Maybe he was praised by the teacher several times. Feng ChuChu was more interested in this subject. Even in his spare time, he dyed his face like a flower tiger, ridiculous but lovely.

"Do you want to be a painter?" young children's psychology and hobbies are their future career. At that time, they didn't understand that there would be many involuntarily in the future, which seemed to be unrestrained, but it was the purest and true desire in their hearts. The scientists, airmen, artists and teachers on the volunteer list are their favorite things at a young age. At that time, with a face like overturning a soy sauce bottle, he nodded seriously at Lin Zixiang and said, "well, I want to be a painter!"

In fact, after all, what does a painter do? Feng ChuChu doesn't know.

She just likes to create pictures on white paper. It seems that those worlds are her own and can fulfill her own wishes. When he graduated from primary school, Feng ChuChu once painted a picture for Lin Zixiang. Now it looks a little abstract, but it's the best gift Lin Zixiang has ever received. "The painting is still preserved, and I hang it on the wall. It's the most conspicuous place!" Lin Zixiang said as if he was showing off. But a layer of shyness flashed on his clear face, twisted his eyebrows, and quickly said, "what are you doing with the things you painted when you were a child?"

"You gave it to me."

Lin Zixiang didn't know why. "Otherwise, I'll draw another one for you in a few days. It should be better than that in those years." when Feng ChuChu finished, Lin Zixiang's eyes nodded like light and said, "then I'll hang next to the original pair." hearing this answer, Feng ChuChu also sighed, like playing the piano to a cow, very helpless.

That's not what she meant. It was meant to replace, not... To be side by side.

"What about the hospital? Is the hospital near here?" Feng ChuChu asked Lin Zixiang nervously, as if he remembered something. "Well, it's about a 20 minute drive. The car outside will stay for you. You can often drive to the hospital. It'll be more convenient!" driving? Feng ChuChu lowered his head, looked at his hands and whispered, "but I'm afraid. I drive and don't have a driver's license."

No driver's license? Married to the Secretary's family for so many years, Feng ChuChu can't drive? Lin Zixiang's shocked eyes had said all his heart OS, which made Feng ChuChu more embarrassed and didn't answer. She was very afraid of driving, not to mention that her parents died in a car accident. After that, she had an instinctive horror of the running vehicle and could barely stand sitting on the co pilot, but she would tremble if she thought she was controlling the car. What's more, if Feng ChuChu wants to train, Si Yeqing doesn't have time.

In the past, Feng ChuChu always saw through various variety shows and TV dramas that if men and women learn to drive, they will quarrel. No matter how good tempered people are, they will be uncomfortable, and even serious people will break up. Feng ChuChu dare not make such a request with Si Yeqing, so that she is still a modern woman without a license. "Although I can often drive you, the company has to go back to deal with it after all. You..."

"If you have time, please teach me." Feng thought clearly, and asked. Lin Zixiang shouldn't get angry or lose his temper with himself? Thinking of this, Feng ChuChu thought of his experience of secretly driving a Ding car and a bumper car in the playground. He was also a little guilty. No matter how good tempered a person is, she should... Collapse when she sees her driving ability.

Lin Zixiang didn't see what she was thinking. He dragged the suitcase in and said, "I've contacted grandma's Hospital, and I can transfer to the hospital next Monday. There will be no danger in the process of moving, and it's confidential." after all, it's a hospital with shares in her own family. Lin Zixiang's words are still heavy. He can guarantee that even if Si Yeqing wants to start from this aspect, he will never find any clues.

"OK." when all the dust settles, the wind looks around and looks at the surrounding furnishings. Is this the home you want to live in the future?

It's like rebirth and starting another new life, "Zixiang, you say, I should be able to forget the past?" people, in fact, are very contradictory creatures. When they are together, they want to remember the unforgettable every moment. After breaking up, they try their best to delete any little memory about each other. They wish their heads were like computers, You can empty everything. But after all, it is not such a precise computing instrument. It will still see something and think of each other in a certain period of time and in a specific environment.

It's like the wind is clear at the moment. When I see the magazines on the table, I think that it should be replaced by financial magazines.

Every morning when Si Yeqing gets up, he drinks milk and goes to see what happened on the financial street that day. Remembering that name, Feng ChuChu's body was frozen in place. "Yes, as long as you work hard, you will forget one day." Lin Zixiang seems to be explaining clearly to the wind and giving himself confidence. In a place where no one knows them, start over.

"Later, I want to go around and say hello to my neighbors."

Always living in the Secretary's villa, I have forgotten how long I haven't had the necessary social activities. "Should I buy something, or it seems impolite to be empty handed." Feng ChuChu rubbed his hands and was eager to try, even a little nervous and excited.

"Well, do everything you want to do." Lin Zixiang said helplessly.