I love you, Mr.Commander

Orange got into the quilt and only showed a small head. The star eyes closed and pretended to sleep.

Lin Qing was too sleepy after washing. He pushed away the man's arms and went to sleep before he lay still. Muli went to the bed, gently covered the quilt and tightened the curtains. The night outside the window was strong and the cold wind stopped gradually.

The dense light of the bedside lamp was turned to the darkest. Mu Li sat at the edge of the bed for a while and listened to the even breathing sound of the two people. His slightly wrinkled eyebrows relaxed for a moment. He got up, turned off the bedside lamp and stepped out of the bedroom.

The wall lamp in the corridor was on for a long time. He went downstairs and saw the figure in the living room as soon as he turned. The sitting posture of the man in the sofa seems to have not changed since just now.

Mu Li walked around in front of Dai Ze and looked down: "it's comfortable."

Dai Ze raised his eyes and covered his tired eyes: "did she celebrate your birthday?"

"Of course." Mu Li sat next to him and saw several bottles of wine and two small wine glasses on the tea table. He glanced, "but it's not too heavy. It can't compare with the dishes on your table, that is, he made a cake himself, said a few nice words, and took the initiative to accompany me day and night."

The last two words fall into the other person's ears. Mu Li leans back and feels great physically and mentally.

Dai Ze leaned close to the tea table, picked up a bottle of wine, poured two cups, and handed one of them to Mu Li. When he put it into Mu Li's hand, he paused with his fingers: "I remember, your birthday doesn't seem to have arrived yet."

Mu Li lifted his lips with deep meaning and raised his glass: "you know a lot."

"To know the enemy, you know your own enemy," Dai Zai lightly sipped. Baijiu's spicy way slipped down and stimulated the stomach. "I know more about you than you think."

"Oh?" Mu Li picked his eyebrows, but he didn't have much interest in inquiring, "it's a pity that you found the wrong opponent."

"Maybe." Daze couldn't see through in front of him. He thought about this sentence more than once, "but for me, I call it, I'll still fall in love with her again."

Mu Li narrowed his eyes.

At the entrance of the stairs, the dead corner at the corner, just can't see here from the living room. Lin Qing lies on the railing with a pair of cotton slippers and listens to the dialogue between two men downstairs.

She was asleep at first, but when the man left, she suddenly woke up, jumped in her heart, grabbed a coat and went out. Just now I heard a man say that when she was on her birthday, she almost spewed blood. The man can really think of it. As a soldier or an officer, it's really good to make up such a lie casually.

Lin Qing held her breath. They didn't sleep in the middle of the night. It sounded like drinking and clinking glasses. Obviously, it didn't bode well. She didn't believe they had such a leisurely conversation and laughter.

Unless

At this time, Dai Ze opened again downstairs: "you said, what would happen if she knew?"

Mu Li smiled with a smile: "you know, it's through you, but you don't want to see her uncomfortable again."

In other words, if Lin Qing knows about it, he will do it.

Dai Ze's smile gradually cooled, and his drinking fingers stopped: "since I don't want to hurt now, why did I do so heartless at the beginning."

Mu Li smiled: "do you know I have amnesia?"

"Amnesia..." Dai Ze really didn't know. The news he could get was comprehensive, but he still couldn't dig out the secret. It's also strange that the confidentiality measures in those years were too good. Later, Mu Li recovered his memory. He was shocked for a moment, then looked as usual and filled the wine glass. "Originally, this is your excuse to hurt her."

"Excuse?" Mu Li sneered. One wave after another of alcohol impacted his reason, but his drinking capacity was very good. These cups were nothing to say. When he spoke again, he was deep at the bottom of the pool, but each word was unusually calm. "This is what I regret most in my life. If I could choose again, I would rather not have met her than let her suffer those injuries."

In other words, if he can choose, he will protect her very well from the beginning. Even if there are 10000 Xu Yuan, he can't hurt her half.

Beside the stairs, Lin Qing's back supporting the handrail was slightly stiff, and the fast flashing picture in front of her seemed to pull her back to the darkest day. She struggled and despaired. Today, looking back, the sense of suffocation will still fill her chest.

She took a deep breath and tried to put aside the useless ideas.

It's all over, isn't it.

Dai Ze suddenly threw the glass on the tea table. The glass tilted, and the pungent and mellow smell filled the hall instantly. The heat of the air seemed to be ignited by spicy. He smiled and couldn't understand the smile at the bottom of his eyes: "but you met her and hurt her."

How did Mu Li answer? Lin Qing didn't hear clearly. She vaguely felt a light shadow shaking above her head. When she looked up, she saw Ren Jiao standing at the second staircase in her daytime clothes. Her eyes were the same slightly surprised.

Ren Jiao reacted very quickly and smiled in an instant.

"Haven't you slept yet?" She said with her mouth. It was obvious that Lin Qing was eavesdropping.

Lin Qing also said with his mouth: "wake up, you didn't sleep, can't you sleep?"

Ren Jiao nodded, but didn't speak again. Although she couldn't see downstairs, she could judge the general situation. Originally, the footsteps of going downstairs stopped in front of the steps. She hesitated and took it back. She didn't want to greet again. She turned and wanted to go back.

Lin Qing didn't leave her any more. She went downstairs just because Dai Ze didn't return. She didn't trust her. She just appeared now. She must have struggled in her heart. If Lin Qing said something at this time, wouldn't it add fuel to the fire.

Lin Qing stared at the figure he was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard the voice downstairs again. This time, even the people at the second staircase could hear it.

"I didn't get married to reassure you. I just wanted to tell you that even if I got married, my feelings for Lin Qing wouldn't change."

Mu Li's voice couldn't hear the emotion: "I can't see that you are so infatuated."

Lin Qing suddenly looked up and saw the Figure shaking slightly. It was tender and helpless. How could she forget that the most innocent and hurt person in this relationship is this woman.

Lin Qing stepped up the steps quickly under the sound of footsteps and held Ren Jiao from behind: "are you okay?"

When Ren Jiao turned back, she lifted her lips and turned pale under the light of the corridor wall lamp: "it's all right. I'll go back to my room first."

Without a trace, she let Lin Qing's hand go. The most embarrassed side was cruelly thrown in front of others. That person was just the woman she hated most.

My heart is bleeding, but my eyes are laughing.

Lin Qing stood there and watched the figure disappear at the door of the room. The corridor was silent, as if nothing had ever happened. All the scars were wiped away by the quiet air.

She didn't want to listen any more. After calming down, she turned back to the room and got into the quilt. The position beside her was always cold. She lay down for a long time and couldn't sleep.

In her ears, only the even breathing sound of orange reassured her gradually.

The two men talked about affection and injury for most of the night, but Mao didn't come to a conclusion. They just took the opportunity to vent their anger. After all, for so long, they were the toughest opponents the other party had ever seen.

Don't care about a point, just about exporting evil.

When the anger was over, he was really refreshed.

Muyu left the last glass of Baijiu up and threw the glass aside. "It's not interesting to drink with you," he thought. "What a great person you are."

Dai Ze's eyes were cold and full of wine. It was even more unpleasant to see Mu Li. He pointed to Mu Li and sneered: "commander Mu is just like this. If I hadn't tied Lin Qing with a marriage certificate at the beginning, I might not have lost to you."

"Move your brain," Mu Li held his hands and folded his legs. His narrowed eyes seemed drunk and completely awake. "I gave her a chance to divorce and pointed out that once she divorced, she would not entangle again, but the decision was in her hands. In the final analysis, she still didn't feel for you."

"Does she have feelings for me, do you know?"

"She may regard you as her family, but it proves that it is impossible to give you love in her heart."

Dai Ze smiled bitterly, and the corners of his mouth spread bitterness. No matter how good his drinking capacity is, at this time, his mind is thousands of complicated thoughts. He was slightly drunk through the strength of the wine: "maybe I should be like you. Only after hurting can I grasp it more tightly." With that, he shook his head. There was sadness at the bottom of the pool, "but I can't do it."

Mu looked at him, the room was Baijiu, strong, as if to open up the heart. The light of the ceiling lamp is incandescent and dazzling, and the clock on the wall sounds dull.

Night, deeper.

Mu Li looked at the time and raised his eyes: "what happened to Lin Qing that year."

Dai Ze's originally closed eyes opened with a chill in his eyes, and there was no previous drunkenness. He looked at Mu Li and was still weighing whether to tell it all. It was reasonable that this matter should not be told from his mouth, and he should not let Mu Li get this cheap.

Mu Li gathered the radian of his lips, his deep eyes radiated coldly in an instant, and his pupils closed suddenly. He could see what was the reason for Dai Ze's look.

The air was suddenly coated with a thin layer of ice and chilly into the lungs.

"That year." Dai Ze took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the cake in the center of the tea table. The tail of the removed birthday candle was stained with a little cream, so he was put on the clean and dust-free tea table.

The indoor temperature makes the surface cream show signs of melting. The chocolate is broken and scattered on the outer edge of the cake to make a pattern. At the cut, you can see that the cake is divided into several layers with more than a dozen kinds of fruits in the middle. The cake shop wouldn't be so kind. It must be Lin Qing's special explanation. He noticed when eating that there was nothing he didn't like.

He suddenly had no strength to continue to insist. He breathed out and his voice was a little hoarse: "she was dystocia."

Mu Li was stiff.

"At that time, I just knew her and took her to the hospital. Outside the delivery room, the doctor told me that the situation was dangerous and that I should be psychologically prepared. At that time, I had no feelings for her, but I also knew that I wanted to keep her under such circumstances. To tell you the truth, I had investigated her identity before and knew that there was no one around her to take care of her. But at that time, she still had a very shallow consciousness and heard the doctor's words. Then she weakly took my hand and said only one word. "

Dai Ze's words pierced into the man's heart word by word. When the fog gradually dispersed, it was no comfort, but colder.

No wonder he repeatedly hinted that he would not ask her. No wonder she was always cautious and cautious about oranges.

He thought it was because she was alone and suffered a lot, but he didn't want to have this layer.

Dai Ze looked at Mu Li. For a long time, his thin lips opened, and there was a slight tremor in the air.

"Then she said, please, don't protect me, save my child."