Lucky to Have You Till the End

The distance was a little far away, she couldn't see the look on his face, but she knew he was smoking.

Spit a puff of smoke, and looked up at the apartment from time to time.

There was soreness and swelling in her eye sockets.

How much I love her, how much I hate him at this moment!

He did something like that to her family, and he could marry her with peace of mind—

If mother is not sober, is he going to hide it from her for a lifetime?

No longer looking at him, she entered the apartment again.

Lying on the bed, she forced herself to sleep.

But I pretended to have something in my heart, and couldn't sleep over and over again.

The phone vibrated twice and she picked it up and glanced at it.

The weather forecast suggests that there will be cold air at night, and Anseong will have its first snow since winter.

Turning off the phone, she pulled the quilt up and forced herself to sleep.

Maybe it was too tired, and it didn't take long before she really fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, she woke up from her dream again.

Wiping the cold sweat on her forehead, she sat up from the bed and glanced out the window.

There was a layer of **** frost on the window, and the cold wind roared. She bit her lip and thought of the man outside.

It's so cold, he should go back!

Although resentment belongs to resentment, she has not yet reached the point where she wants him to die.

Stared outside for a few minutes, and finally couldn't help but walk to the window.

Originally thought that the man had left, but he was still standing downstairs, leaning against the front of the car.

She saw his black car covered with a light white snow in the dim light.

She covered her mouth and shivered.

What is he doing?

Do you want to freeze to death without getting in the car or going back?

Or do you want to use this bitter trick to win her sympathy?

After sniffing, she fixedly looked at him for a few seconds, then took two coats from the closet, one wrapped around her body and the other in her arms.

He opened the door and walked gently to the living room.

As soon as I arrived at Xuanguan, the crystal chandelier in the living room suddenly brightened, and Liu Yue looked at Tang Xinyan with a cold expression, "Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

In fact, Liu Yue didn't fall asleep either, Mo Chiwei had been standing downstairs, she naturally knew.

Tang Xinyan took a deep breath and turned to look at Liu Yue, "Mom, I will go down and give him a coat. Besides, there are some things I have to tell him clearly. Don't worry, I won't be with him anymore."

She didn't know how many things he had concealed from her, and she didn't want to go into it one by one.

Liu Yue sighed. She took the umbrella from the cabinet and handed it to Tang Xinyan, "You are pregnant. Don't stand outside for too long. The cold will affect the fetus."

Tang Xinyan took the umbrella and nodded with red eyes, "Thank you, Mom."

After Tang Xinyan went out, Liu Yue stood in front of Tang's father's portrait, and she said with tears, "Old Tang, what do you think that person wants to do? He hurt you five years ago, and she married our daughter five years later. What else does he want to get married?"

"If you are alive in the sky, you must protect our daughter from being hurt again!"

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Tang Xinyan walked out of the unit door, cold snowflakes floated on her head and face, and the icy wind made her shiver suddenly.

She was too cold to come out, but he stood here in the middle of the night.

Opening the umbrella, she walked towards him with difficulty.

He was not wearing a coat, and underneath his black suit jacket was a thin shirt. His broad shoulders were covered by crystal clear snow. The short hair was wet by the melting snowflakes, drops of water, drop by drop, slowly sliding down the cold face of the ice sculpture.