Lie down, my dear wife

"Your fishing rod has moved," Su Yanyan said.

Zuo ruowei had long lost her interest in fishing. She was a little depressed. She picked up the fishing rod and put away the line. Sure enough, another fish was caught, which was the second fish she caught tonight.

The fish looked a little pitiful. Its mouth bit the hook and there was a little blood.

Zuo ruowei took the fish down and put it in a bamboo basket.

"Mom, I don't want to fish. Take these two to the kitchen to stew fish soup for grandpa and Qingcheng." Zuo ruowei looked sideways and said to Su Yanyan.

Since Su Yanyan doesn't believe it, it's useless for her to say more.

Seeing Zuo ruowei's expression, Su Yanyan understood. She bent her lips and said, "I care about things before. Qingcheng likes you so much. I'm open." speaking of this, she paused and continued: "I'll observe what you say. If there's something wrong with muluoge, I won't make her feel better."

With Su Yanyan's promise, Zuo ruowei smiled very politely.

It seems that Su Yanyan still believes in muluoge. He only said observation and did not fully believe what she said.

Su Yanyan picked up the bamboo basket and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to make soup for you now. You must drink more. It's too cold at night. You can go back to your room and have a rest after fishing for a while. Don't stay here too long."

Su Yanyan's tone now is kind.

Zuo ruowei answered.

……

Back in the room, Zuo ruowei's mood finally relaxed. She took two steps, circled in Su Qingcheng's bedroom, stretched her arms and wanted to do pregnant women's gymnastics. She was raising her hand, but her eyes saw a gun hanging on the wall.

The gun was placed on the cabinet. It was pure black. It looked as cold as Su Qingcheng's temperament. It looked familiar. Zuo ruowei stretched out his hand and picked up the gun to have a closer look.

The scene in the memory reappeared in my mind.

This is the gun Su Qingcheng shot her.

Seeing this gun, as like as two peas in her heart, she felt a sense of indescribable feeling. She touched the muzzle and looked exactly the same in her memory. When she used to give herself a heavy blow, Su Qingcheng used it.

I thought of my surprise when I saw his scar for the first time. I thought it was a kind of fate. Both of them have the same scars, which is a little funny. It may be a "couple scar".

Zuo Ruo rubbed the cold muzzle of the gun slightly and was thinking. The sound of pushing the door disturbed her thoughts.

Zuo ruowei turned around, hid the pistol behind his back, smiled at Su Qingcheng and said, "did you win or did the old man win?"

"I won."

Su Qingcheng never lets go of such things, which is exactly what Mr. Su likes about Su Qingcheng.

After that, Su Qingcheng found something wrong with Zuo ruowei. She saw that she was hiding a little between her looks, narrowed her eyes, hooked her lips and said, "how can you carry your hand behind you?"

Zuo ruowei didn't speak. She blinked her big eyes at Su Qingcheng and stepped back.

Su Qingcheng had found something strange, so he pulled Zuo ruowei's body and took out the gun in her hand.

After seeing the gun, Su Qingcheng's color sank.

Finally, it turned into a sigh

He stretched out his slender hand, touched Zuo ruowei's head and said, "I've always wanted you to forget. You still remember this scene."

Remembering that day in the hospital, Su Qingcheng heard Zuo ruowei say these words about shooting for the first time. He still felt a sense of panic that he couldn't grasp, and even was afraid of losing Zuo ruowei.

He won the world, but lost to her eyes.

She can easily defeat him with one look.

Zuo ruowei's eyes at this time are particularly pitiful. Such eyes make su Qingcheng indulge in them.

"Why do you want me to forget this?" Zuo ruowei asked.

Every time she thought of this, her heart was still very sour. She didn't understand why Su Qingcheng would put the muzzle on her at that time.

Su Qingcheng hooked his lips and put Zuo ruowei on the bed.

Zuo ruowei was thrown on the bed before he reacted.

Then came the figure of Su Qingcheng. His thin lips gently pursed, his eyes looked at her so hot, his slender hands brushed her eyes, bridge of nose, corners of lips... He didn't say a word

"Why don't you talk?" Zuo ruowei said again.

In the previous house full of cherry blossoms, she wanted to ask about the reasons for these things, but she was interrupted by something.

"You can hit me if you want, you can scold me if you want, but you can't leave me..." his voice is low and deep, with a little taste of prayer. Such a gesture is only a little. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it.

Zuo ruowei can feel the vulnerability of Su Qingcheng's heart.

Zuo ruowei reaches out and touches Su Qingcheng.

She felt that his image was different from that in her mind before. He was still tall and cold, but now he showed his love for her.

Su Qingcheng stretched out his hand and touched Zuo ruowei's wound. His eyes showed a little love, but it was not obvious.

"Three years ago, how did my baby disappear?" Su Qingcheng asked this sentence. Zuo ruowei flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingcheng didn't know about it. It's not clear at all.

"I didn't kill it." this sentence tossed and turned in Zuo ruowei's heart. Today, it was finally said in front of Su Qingcheng.

Zuo ruowei's chest fluctuates

Su Qingcheng looked at Zuo ruo's clear eyes and then at her undulating chest.

That shot, really with hate, is more reluctant to give up.

When he fired that shot, the whole heart was torn to pieces

Now look at such eyes, my heart ups and downs.

Zuo ruowei saw that Su Qingcheng didn't speak. She pursed her lips and then said, "our baby was killed..." when she said this, her voice was also gentle. She looked at his beautiful face and her eyes gradually turned red.

"The only thing I can think of is that less than ten hours after a late night snack with Zuo Yaya, I began to bleed. When I was sent to the hospital, the baby had died in my stomach."

At that time, the baby just took shape. How can Zuo Yaya bear it?

When Zuo ruowei said these words now, his fingertips pulled the sheet hard.

Su Qingcheng's slender hand was close to Zuo ruowei's forehead and helped her straighten her hair. He looked cold and motionless, and his heart had already turned upside down.

"I was pregnant at that time, only you and mom knew, and muluoge." don't even think about it. Muluoge must have participated in it.

Su Qingcheng turned over, let Zuo Ruo press on him, and said seriously, "you hit me."