My darling,I can't wait to marry you

When her thoughts are interrupted, Xuewei looks at the sadness and joy in Huangfu's eyes. She really wants to tell him

There is no waste in this baby room, because his own daughter is playing in the room now, and the boy's share will not be wasted

"Come on, Wei, let me show you around our room." With that, Huangfu took Xuewei's hand and went to their room.

Open the door

What comes into view is the wedding photo hanging at the head of the bed.

Xuewei walks in slowly, looking at the spotless bed, spotless dresser, bedside table and wardrobe. She clearly knew that Huangfu Ming must have sent someone to clean the room regularly.

"Why...".

Huangfu went to her in doubt: "what?"

"You don't know I'm alive, do you? Then why do you keep the house? " Xuewei doesn't understand. What's the point of leaving this room? If she really died four years ago, it would never have been possible to see here, even if it was meaningless to stay.

"I don't know why I keep this villa." Huangfu sat on the bedside with sad eyes, looking directly at the wedding photos hanging on the head of the bed, and said faintly: "I really didn't know you were still alive. I also know that even if you stay here, you will never see it. But... "

"I don't know why. In the past three years, I used to come here once a week. Every time I come here, I always feel that you are waiting for me at home. As time goes by, here... Has become a dependency for me. "

It's the dependence of home

It's the load of love with Xuewei.

This man has long regarded this place as a spiritual sustenance. He just feels that as long as he comes here, he is living with Xuewei and continuing their love with Xuewei.

Therefore, for more than three years, this man could not hold any woman in his eyes, and could not open his heart to any woman. He indulged in his own fantasy forever and ever.

Fantasy, he is a man with a family, a wife, a man with children.

How many times

Huangfu and Mingdu had hallucinations here. Xuewei was sitting in the kitchen while the children were running outside the manor. But when he really hugged his wife and children, all the illusions were broken.

Nevertheless, this is a kind of satisfaction for the man who has been lonely for more than three years. At least, he can meet Xuewei in his dream

But

"Ha ha, it's all right now. You really came back, the hostess of the family really showed up, and our children were playing next door. I don't have to be afraid to wake up at last... "Huangfu Ming smiles sadly, gets up and hugs Xuewei tightly.

Real touch; Warm body temperature. Everything is so real, he really does not have to indulge in fantasy.

But

"Huang Fu Ming, do you think everything seems to be back to the dot?"

Ear side, spread snow Wei some quiet cold voice, Huang Fu Ming open tightly embrace her * hands, don't understand of looking at her that pair of frightening ice Mou son.

"Maybe, for you Huangfu Ming, now that I'm back, everything can go back more than three years ago. But... "

"For Xuewei, I will never forget what happened more than three years ago!"

"Wei... I know..."

When Huangfu Ming was about to speak, Xuewei interrupted him coldly: "you don't know! Huangfuming, you don't know anything! Imagine if, more than three years ago, I couldn't die if it wasn't for hate. Just set up a scene of feigning death. Now all that your Huangfu Ming is preparing is really just a mirror of water and moon! "

With a slap, Xuewei kicks the bedside table angrily“ What's the use of making our home beautiful and warm? I can't see it. I really can't see it. Why can't you cherish me when I was alive, more than three years ago? "

"If you didn't trust me enough, why would I have left my hometown for so many years?"

"Huang Fu Ming! Today, the reason why I can see this family with my own eyes is that you should thank me for the hatred I bear. If it wasn't for these hatred, I couldn't or couldn't die. I'll never see these things in vain Words fall, snow Wei indignant stare him one eye, the head also don't return of slam a door to leave.

The original cold villa finally found a trace of temperature, then immediately fell into the freezing point.

Huangfu sat at the head of the bed in a daze, and his ears echoed every word that Xuewei had said

"You don't know! Huangfuming, you don't know anything! Imagine if, more than three years ago, I couldn't die if it wasn't for hate. I just set up a scene of feigning death. Now all that Huangfu Ming is preparing for is really just a mirage! "

If it wasn't for Xuewei, he hasn't found out yet. If Xuewei really committed suicide in those years, this room will never be more than his fantasy place, and Xuewei will never see it with her own eyes. He will also sit and dream again and again forever, wake up, just in vain.

But

When Xuewei appears, he thinks that he has spent more than three years to punish himself. He can atone for her disbelief.

However, all these are meaningless.

Because

The man who made all this is himself!

All this

But it's all his fault!

Now Xuewei is back in good condition. It really doesn't mean everything can go back to the origin. The three years of separation between them is a painful memory that they can never erase

Xuewei's residence.

"Vivian, are you back? Is today's date still romantic? I didn't think you would come back today. " As soon as Xuewei got home, she kept on chirping away from Xiaoxiao. She didn't hear a word in her ear.

"Weiwei, what's the matter with you? Did you quarrel with your brother-in-law? " Aware of snow Wei's expression is not right, from small worry asked up.

"Xiaoxiao, I want to be alone. Don't talk to me yet." Snow Wei face expressionless finish saying, thoughtfully lying on a beauty couch.

"I don't know why. For more than three years, I used to come here once a week. Every time I come here, I feel like you are waiting for me at home. As time goes by, here... Has become a dependency for me. "

"Ha ha, it's better now. You really came back, the hostess of the family actually appeared, and our children were playing next door. I finally don't have to be afraid of waking up... "