Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He raised his head. The wooden stairs were only enough for two people to walk through. They were empty and the dust on the steps was fine.

My heart seems to be blocked.

He leaned slightly and opened a wooden door next to him. The dust was blowing. He coughed low. There was a beige European sofa with rags on it. Only the middle part was empty.

It's like she's been lying here.

Lu Jingshen's movement was slightly slow. He walked in. The sun was warm and close through the window screen.

There are all her photos from small to large in the glass cabinet.

On the ground next to the sofa, a photo frame was back down. He bent down to pick it up. The glass on the photo frame broke, and his breathing seemed to pass through with fine pain.

He held her in his hand, with a faint smile on her face.

Bachelor's uniform.

The back is surrounded by green plants and thin red roses.

The scenery in the school is always very good, surrounded by shrubs, imported plants and rich red roses.

He still remembers this picture. In the midsummer of June, ye Qingcheng stood under the tree and slapped his hands. A boy wanted to take a picture with her. He was jealous and took her by the waist.

[Lu Jingshen, what are you doing!]

It's natural that I take a picture with my girlfriend

[do you...]

[don't hold you, do you want me to kiss you in front of the camera?]

【……】

The slender and white hand gently brushed the photo frame, and the broken glass was sharp and scratched in his heart.

Qingcheng... Are you disappointed that I have disappeared for a month

Isn't it... I promised to come back and propose to you three days later, but I broke my promise... You are also angry

Their feelings... Are there so little subtle changes that he didn't notice in these days when he disappeared

For more than ten years, even if he did something that made her angry or angry, she could not see her at most. She put away the spare key and avoided him everywhere in the school.

Never left.

[Qingcheng, I'm sorry... I made you angry again...]

Don't touch me! Don't talk to me! I don't want to see you now, Lu Jingshen

She held the book in her arms and her eyes were cold, but she didn't look at him.

How on earth will you forgive me

【……】

She turned and went in the other direction.

In every dispute, ye Qingcheng is always the silent party, choosing to avoid him, and he always pesters her to forgive, but in exchange for her more avoidance, he has to let her calm down for a few days.

But no matter how long the days are, there will be such a quiet and traceless day of reconciliation.

But now, her house hasn't come back for a long time... Where has she gone

Lu Jingshen, there are only three things I hate most: cheating, concealing and breaking my promise

He closed his eyes slightly and his chest cramped.

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Ye Qingcheng got out of the taxi tired. The place where the ferry stopped was far away. Fortunately, he met a kind taxi driver and agreed to pay after she arrived.

The pain all over was like a broken shelf. The most important thing was that her head began to swell and ache after the sea breeze blew half the night last night.