I really don't want a second marriage

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Shen Jiamu woke up in a clean and tidy room.

The layout of the room is very simple, but it is very stylish. There are several things similar to sketches pasted on the wall.

The light gray curtains were gently blown by the wind, cool.

Where is this?

Shen Jiamu sat up slowly. There was a pain in his arm. He looked down and found that there was gauze wrapped around it.

"Are you awake?"

A warm voice came and Shen Jiamu raised his eyes.

The night chilly cold came in under her surprised eyes, took a cup of warm water in her hand, approached and handed it to her.

"Drink a glass of water to moisten your throat first."

Shen Jiamu stared at him for a moment before reaching for the cup. She was really thirsty and her lips dried up. After receiving the water, Shen Jiamu drank in a hurry.

The cold night looked aside and couldn't help saying, "drink slowly and don't choke."

Shen Jiamu's action was a sigh in the cold voice of the night

It's really a very gentle person!

So Shen Jiamu's action of drinking water slowed down. After drinking a cup, Shen Jiamu just wanted to put the cup down. Night's cold hand leaned over and wiped the water stains on the corners of her lips for her.

He rubbed it for granted, but Shen Jiamu was stunned.

What's he doing? Touch the corner of her mouth with your fingers?

After realizing this, Shen Jiamu quickly tilted his head back to avoid his touch.

The night was cold and his face was very natural. He didn't realize how much trouble his actions had brought to Shen Jiamu. He took the cup in Shen Jiamu's hand and said, "get up, I've cooked dinner for you."

Rice?

At the mention of food, Shen Jiamu's stomach cried out.

Her face turned red and she quickly put her hand over her stomach.

The night was cold, smiling, and his eyes were soft: "get up quickly."

There was no ridicule in his eyes, and he looked at her calmly. Shen Jiamu's heart slowly stabilized, and then she nodded and got up.

After getting up, Shen Jiamu was surprised that his sick clothes had been changed.

She subconsciously grasped the corners of her clothes.

"Don't worry, the servant changed your clothes."

The cold night made a timely explanation. Shen Jiamu returned to his mind and his face burst red.

She didn't say anything, but he saw her mind. Shen Jiamu followed him to the dinner table in embarrassment.

There are several dishes fried on the table, as well as soup, which can be said to be full of color, flavor and flavor.

Shen Jiamu was hungry for a long time. He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and sat down at the dinner table.

"Eat, you're welcome." night Lin Han smiled, filled a bowl of rice and gave her a pair of chopsticks.

"Thank you, brother." Shen Jiamu thanked him, then sat down and began to eat. She was really hungry.

She didn't eat all day yesterday, but she was stubborn.

When I was a child, I was hungry for three days and nights. She survived without water and food!

How can you have an accident without eating all day? Shen Jiamu picks rice in her mouth and thinks that she must be strong.

She came over from her childhood nightmare.

Lin Jiang's betrayal and her family's lack of closeness also came over.

Forced to marry yetingchen, she put up with it all.

Only half a year, she can leave here in half a year.

At that time, she must find a city she likes, then settle down, find a better job and raise her children by herself.

Thinking about it, tears unconsciously filled the eyes, and then poured more and more. Finally, the eyes couldn't bear it. The tears fell down and all fell into Shen Jiamu's bowl.

But her movements didn't stop, still picking up rice.

Night Leng Han sat aside and looked at her with a smile. When she saw that her eyes were slightly red, she had a smile on her face. Then she saw her tears rolling into the bowl she was holding one by one like beans.

The cold smile of the night stopped on his face.

After a while, he sighed and picked up chopsticks to put vegetables in her bowl.

"Don't just eat and order more."

Shen Jiamu sniffed and couldn't help crying. Seeing that the cold night brought her vegetables, he looked up at him.

For a moment, the beautiful eyes filled with water bumped into the cold heart of the night without warning.

The movement on his hand was a meal, and his thin lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line.

Shen Jiamu's mouth was still stained with rice grains. She felt really ashamed of herself, but the more she thought about it just now, the more she felt. The meal in front of her reminded her of her childhood when she was rescued by the police from the hands of criminals.

But her parents didn't come to pick her up. Finally, the police uncle hugged her painfully. Finally, he took her to the police station, bought her food, and then let her eat.

At that time, she was silent for a long time. Suddenly, she picked up the bowl and picked up the rice. The police uncle suddenly sighed and put the vegetables into her bowl.

"Little girl, eat more vegetables."

At that time, Shen Jiamu was still young and burst into tears.

Now... Although she has grown up, married and had children, she is still very sad in the face of the warm heart of the cold night.

Tears fall more fiercely.

"Sorry... Brother, I don't... don't want to..." she sobbed, put down the bowl in her hand and turned over.

She's really sick.

That experience was the darkest day of her life.

She was at the police station for three days.

When all the lost children were picked up by the hurried parents, she was hung up for three days. Shen's mother came late in a hurry. When she saw her, she scolded her for being disobedient, questioned her why she ran around, and then slapped her ass in front of all the police uncles.

Shen Jiamu wanted to cry at that time, but subconsciously resisted it.

Just stared at her mother with big eyes.

Why? Doesn't mother love her? Don't you worry about her? Why... Other mothers love their children very much, but why is her... Different from others?

A coat was draped over Shen Jiamu, shrouded with temperature and the smell of a strange man.

"Very uncomfortable?" night Leng Han didn't know when to sit next to her. With a paper towel in his hand, he leaned down slightly to wipe away the tears on her face: "just cry. After crying, you still have to eat, otherwise... It's not good to be hungry."

Shen Jiamu's hand trembled slightly. She looked up at the cold night close at hand. Her eyelashes trembled gently, "thank you."

The cold night smiled: "don't be so polite. Is it much better after crying?"

"Yes." Shen Jiamu nodded.

"Then drink a bowl of soup first." night Linhan filled her a bowl of soup again. Shen Jiamu could only reach out and take it.

"When I went to the hospital yesterday, I saw Ting Chen's car in the parking lot. Are you with him?"

Listen to Shen Jiamu's actions.

"Tingchen has a cold face and a warm heart. He is always insincere about many things, but to tell you the truth, Tingchen is really excellent to you."