I really don't want a second marriage

The room is quiet. If a needle falls to the ground at this time, it is estimated that you can hear the sound.

Han Muzi sat alone on the sofa and curled up there as if she were dead.

Xiao Yan sat aside, his eyes and expression were very complex.

Mu Zi didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak casually, for fear that her words would affect her mood.

I don't know what the situation is downstairs, but it has been a long time since just now. They haven't heard any suspicious voice here. They want to see it, but they are afraid of breaking the situation.

So now time can be said to be the most sad.

As the minutes passed, Xiao Yan sat still and felt that her limbs were almost stiff. She finally couldn't help getting up.

"Why don't I go down and have a look."

As soon as she took two steps, she heard Han Muzi speak faintly.

"Don't go."

"Bathe purple?" Xiaoyan looked at her in surprise: "it should be you who are curious now. We have been up for a while. Don't you want to know how they solved it?"

Han Muzi didn't speak, but shook her head lightly.

In fact, she probably knows how they get along. Xiaomi Dou's face is so similar to yetingchen. According to yetingchen's character, how could he not guess.

She was just thinking, what would yetingchen think of her after he guessed the truth?

The truth was kept from him for about five years.

Will he annoy her at this time? Hate her? Hate her?

Seeing that she was still unmoved, Xiaoyan bit her teeth: "I'll go down and see. Don't stop me."

"Xiao Yan!"

Han Muzi called her loudly. Xiaoyan took a step and looked back at her.

"It's getting late. You go back to your room, apply the mask, then take a bath and go to sleep. Don't control the things here."

"But you..."

"Don't worry, I have a sense of propriety. I know how to deal with it."

"Bathe purple!!"

"Go back!" Han Muzi's tone became severe and looked at Xiao Yan like an elder.

Xiaoyan has never seen Han Muzi show such a serious expression to herself. Her eyes are clear that she doesn't want her to intervene. If she doesn't know good or bad again, I'm afraid Muzi will be very angry with herself.

"Well, I won't interfere. I don't care about you. I'll go back to my room and have a rest first."

Then Xiao Yan turned and left.

After she left, Han Muzi fell back into the sofa. She closed her eyes.

There was a slight noise at the door. Han Muzi was helpless. He thought Xiaoyan came back again and said, "didn't I say I'll deal with it myself? Go back to bed and really don't bother me."

After she finished, there was no reply outside. Han Muzi thought Xiaoyan had left again, but it was wrong to think about it. She was angry just now. Xiaoyan knew her temper and should not come back at this time.

What was the sound at the door just now?

Han Muzi paused, opened his eyes, and then looked at the door.

A slender figure stood by the door, looking at her like a square.

Yetingchen

Seeing yetingchen, Han Muzi's lips moved, subconsciously got up from the sofa, and then sat there looking at him.

They looked up in the air and didn't say a word to each other.

However, Han Muzi can see that yetingchen's eyes are different from those before. There is helplessness and disappointment in the dark fundus, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined.

Han Muzi looked at these eyes and was secretly frightened, but on the surface she could only pretend to be calm. She pulled her lips and smiled. She got up from the sofa mechanically and walked towards yetingchen.

When she came to him, yetingchen's eyes were still looking ahead, as if they had not looked at her before.

Han Muzi was a little sad at the bottom of her heart, but she still smiled and asked, "is Xiaomi Dou still downstairs? I'll go and see him."

With that, she was like a defeated general, throwing away her armor and trying to escape.

When passing by him, yetingchen's hand suddenly lifted up, blocking her way forward.

Looking at the arms in front of him, Han Muzi could only stand in place and wait quietly.

"Is that why you refused me to see him three or four times?"

I don't know how long he waited. Yetingchen finally spoke. His voice was low, with a trace of dryness and hoarseness. It was very difficult to say.

Han muzixin's hair was bitter and she pursed her lips without answering.

"You already know?"

It's another problem. Han Muzi has nowhere to hide.

"When you asked me those questions abroad, you were testing me?"

"You knew then?"

Han Muzi bit her lower lip, still didn't answer, and even stood there motionless.

"Ah..." yetingchen sneered, with a strong sarcasm and self mockery, "you won't let me investigate you, I promised, so that's the reason. You've kept it from me for five years, even now... Are you going to keep it from me?"

Night Tingchen suddenly held her wrist, strong enough to break her hand. Han Muzi snorted in pain, but he pressed it on the cold wall next to him.

"Is it fun? Everyone knows, but I'm hidden in the drum like a fool?"

"Not so!"

"That's not true? I've been kept secret for five years. Would you never want to see me if I didn't look for you and hide it with my son for a lifetime? Then I was kept secret for a lifetime?"

The night Tingchen in front of her seems to have become less rational. In fact, Han Muzi can understand that she was worried that night Tingchen would take the child away before she got back together with him, but after she got back together with him, she began to worry that night Tingchen would be disappointed and angry.

Sure enough, he was really disappointed.

Han Muzi looked at the man in front of her. Her hand was pinched by him. She wanted to explain to him. She could only say, "it hurts. Let me go first, I..."

"You also know the pain?" night Tingchen laughed at himself: "what do you think of me?"

Han Muzi frowned. "I know you feel bad now, but I don't mean to hide it from you. Let me go first and I'll explain to you, okay?"

Night Tingchen was silent. He didn't refuse, but he didn't promise. He just stared at her with his dark and sharp eyes.

For a long time, he slowly released his hand. After Han Muzi was free, he rubbed his pinched wrist, bit his lower lip and raised his eyes to look at yetingchen.

"I have only one question to know now."

"You say."

"Han Qing and the cold night all know this?"

Hearing this, Han Muzi felt a thump in her heart. She was surprised why yetingchen suddenly asked, and soon responded.

Is he competing with the cold night?

She looked at yetingchen with some hesitation in her eyes.

A moment later she whispered.

"I don't want to lie to you."

"If you round it, the night is cold... You also know."