Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Once, Qingxiao had flower arms. Every time she went out riding a motorcycle, countless people whistled at her, and the girl envied and said, "I just want to live like you, but I dare not, or I can't..." at that time, Qingxiao felt that she would have an unspeakable sense of satisfaction in her heart. Look, she can control what she wants to live like, Never afraid, how happy.

But later, Qingxiao found that it was just his disguise.

She disguised herself as weak and timid under such a strong shell. In fact, every time she rode a motorcycle, she would be nervous, even afraid that she would be hit at the intersection of a traffic light, then lie in a pool of blood and look at the color of the sky, so she ended her life. But bluff is like poison. People can't quit and become addicted.

Until she met Su Cuo, she began to understand what happiness was. She began to stick to Su CuO and do what she wanted.

The two of them even tried. For a week, they were just in the hotel room, in the president's private room in Suco, looking at the sea outside. They were just dressed in simple bathrobes. When they looked at each other, even the Nightgown was redundant. The hotel's living room table was full of takeout bags. At that time, they were happy and indulgent. Qingxiao felt that he had no regrets in doing so in his life!

"I later found out that everything was wrong."

Qingxiao looked down at his fingers and the man sitting opposite him. He was still the same, "I've forgotten."

"You lie..." Su CuO shook his head incredulously, but Qingxiao didn't answer.

Yes, she hasn't forgotten. It's like the tattoo on her arm. It hurts even more when she cleans it than when she just tattooed it. The kind of heart piercing pain makes her unable to forget. Although it is clean under the dim light, as long as you look in a sunny place, you can vaguely see the mark, so Qingxiao always wears long sleeved clothes to cover there. It has become the place where she has the lowest self-esteem and can't let go.

Like the past with Su Cuo, I often dream about it, but I know I can't go back forever.

"Where's your motorcycle?" Su CuO asked, staring at the girl in front of him. He still remembers that when the hotel manager just introduced him, he said that Qingxiao was here voluntarily. As long as he ate and lived, he could stay on the site without salary. "Haven't you made up your mind these years?" Su CuO knew that if he asked this sentence, he might hear an answer he didn't want to hear, but he was still worried.

Even in my heart, I hope that if someone can treat her better and take care of her, Qingxiao hasn't spent these years alone, it's good!

"Sold, such a motorcycle is too arrogant. How old am I? It's not suitable for that!" Qingxiao said, went to the guitar, gently picked it up and checked the scars on it. Fortunately, it's not broken, and the string can still be used. "If you don't need to listen to me... Sing, I'll go back!" Qingxiao said, Turn around and go.

Su CuO found her subtext and didn't speak until Qingxiao came to the door. He said, "sing."

"Tonight, you are singing here. I promise you won't lose your money." Su CuO said. Qingxiao's back was also stiff. He swallowed his saliva, sat on the high stool, nodded faintly and said, "OK."

Qingxiao's songs are all folk songs, singing stories of loss. Lost but not lost. Listening to the stories after the breakup, Su CuO's face became more and more stiff. Wen Ziheng sat next to him, as if there was something on his ass. Get up and leave? He also seems a little unfriendly, but if he continues to sit here, he feels like an uninvited guest breaking into someone else's house.

"Drink a bar."

Wen Ziheng thought like this. He poured wine into himself. If he was drunk, he would fall asleep. I'm afraid it's his only choice now.

"This is how you spend these years? If you want to hide from me, you shouldn't come back, shouldn't you? You shouldn't come to this bar." Su CuO said. Qingxiao's guitar also played a few wrong notes. Yes, she didn't know what she thought in her heart. She knew that although the city was large, it was also possible to meet him again. She bought a ticket back without hesitation.

Perhaps, Qingxiao has a little luck in her heart.

In this city, she is only in this bar. She can't see the sun outside or meet people outside every day. How can she meet them? Then, another voice in his heart told Qingxiao that the city is also very small. Su CuO is so fond of wine. Maybe this bar is where he often comes. Although all the possibilities have been thought of, Qingxiao still didn't expect to meet him on the first day.

"Stop singing."

The day outside also gradually brightened up. Qingxiao had been singing all night in this private room, and her voice was a little hoarse. "Here's the money for you." Su CuO took out a card in his wallet, handed it to Qingxiao, and said, "the password is your birthday." this sentence made Qingxiao stiff in place, "Take it. I'm not the kind of person who owes people. After listening to the song all night, you deserve it. Go back to bed."

"Well." Qingxiao didn't refuse, freely took it over and turned away.

Watching the door open, the light outside came in, closed again and turned into darkness. Wen Ziheng nestled in the card seat, smiled, glanced at Su CuO next to him, and joked: "I never knew that our Su Shao was such a generous person. If I read it correctly, it was the sub card of your bank card? There are no card swiping restrictions. Even if you buy a house, you can swipe it directly!"

"Infatuated child, my aunt wanted to ask you for a second card, but you didn't give it! I'll tell you when I go home!"

Wen Ziheng smiled and so did Su Cuo. He picked up the wine glass and took a gulp. Just when Qingxiao was there, he didn't drink a mouthful, "I don't know how I became like this. It's like I thought I had got rid of this magic, but at that moment, I just recognized her at a glance and returned to the original time..." maybe it's fate. Su CuO can't tell.