Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Answer me!"

Ye Qingcheng bit his lips tightly and forced his tears back. His eyes slowly became cold. "Lu Jingshen, but aren't you doing the same thing as him? Are you different?"

"There's no difference! I'm the one who loves you most!" when he retorted, his heart was scratched with a sharp knife. He seemed to be angry. "As long as you tell me, you don't love him, I wish..."

“……”

"I will kill him!"

His pupils are like a sea soaked in blood, boundless, bright and dazzling blood red!

"It's meaningless. Even if you kill him, we can't recover our feelings. It's too late," Ye Qingcheng pulled up a smile, but the arc looks so sad. "Depth of field, I don't like you..."

In my impression, you have always been the gentle, warm and clean boy with a smile

"Do you think I like this again?" Lu Jingshen's eyes became more sad. "How can I watch you leave me and go farther and farther? How can I?"

Ye Qingcheng bit his lower lip tightly and tried to restrain his choking.

She didn't open her face, as if she felt depressed and intolerable. "I'll get you sober soup. You've drunk too much."

"Will you come back?"

"I don't know."

"What I want is a specific answer."

"I think... Maybe. If there's nothing wrong," Ye Qingcheng said quietly and gave an answer that was simple but knew it was a lie

Lu Jingshen looked at her face under him. Her dark brown eyes clearly reflected her

After a stalemate, Lu Jingshen turned over and lay next to him. He seemed very tired. His slightly long bangs swept his eyebrows and his voice was low, "I'll wait for you to come back."

"Yes."

When ye Qingcheng looked at his picture, his heart was dull and painful, like a huge stone hitting her heart.

She hurried up, tidied up her skirt and hair, and got out of bed to bring him sober soup.

She can't do anything for him. She can only see him drunk at last and bring him a bowl of sobering soup

After ye Qingcheng got out of bed, the model of the small house beside his desk made her heartache.

[depth of field], I love the quiet cottage, it will be very warm inside, surrounded by tall Wutong trees, there is a swimming pool in the yard, there must be a swing at the door of the house...

[then ah, the decoration of the house is American pastoral, with small broken flower tablecloths and broken flower curtains. Then we keep two dogs, one husky and one big golden...]

[it's best to have some warm lights outside the house, so that I can sit at the door with you and look at the stars at night. It's really romantic to think about it...]

Now, the house in her dream is right in front of her. There is a small hangtag at the door of the house.

[Qingcheng house.]

It's all... What she once imagined.

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