My Second Marriage
Chapter 338
"Well, well, darling, go upstairs and go to bed first. My mother hasn't bathed yet. Do you want my mother to go to bed so late tonight?" I hugged Xinger, went up to the second floor, stuffed him into the room, and then turned to the bedroom.
I feel so good today
I know that all the wonderful feelings are all brought to me by the news of Wen chuyang. Now he seems to me like a huge surprise in my life, which makes me flattered.
This night without a dream, the next morning woke up early, together with the bed only to find the genius of light.
I wanted to get dressed and get up to look up, but suddenly I saw a flash of light on the ceiling.
At the bottom of the building is the street lamp. Now there is no one at all. How can a light flash from the bottom? From the perspective of this light, it seems that only a person standing at the bottom with a flashlight looking this way can the light flash like this.
My heart suddenly a Deng, think of the previous things in the office.
Before, someone was rummaging around in my office. It seemed that they were looking for something. Now have they set their goals here?
What on earth do I have to be seen?
When I think about it, the curious seeds in my heart sprout and grow like wild grass, which can't be suppressed at all.
It seems that if you don't take a look now, you can't think about it all day.
I swallowed saliva, got up slowly, put the quilt over my shoulder and looked under the windowsill.
But I was scared when I saw it. I almost didn't scare my quilt down.
The man standing under my window is the scene of the year. What just flashed by is not something else, but the light reflected by his car lamp in the water reflected on the roof.
He was leaning against the car now, with a cigarette in his mouth, eyes to the side and a lighter in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking.
He took two puffs, and the smoke rolled up in the air.
In the hazy smoke, his whole face is not very real, but it makes people feel more illusory.
This?
Isn't the year already gone? Why are you still here all of a sudden?
I don't know why. I saw that he couldn't move his eyes and didn't say anything to his face. He stood there as if Wen chuyang was standing in front of me.
The smoke in his mouth is very fast. After a few puffs, there is only one cigarette end left.
He picked up the cigarette end and pinched it on the ground, then threw it into the grass.
He opened the door, got on and sat in the cab, but he didn't close the window and looked at me with straight eyes.
I looked at him through the gap of the curtain. We just looked at each other like this. It's just that I can see him, but he may not be able to see me.
About half an hour later, his car made a slight hissing sound, and then a little smoke came out from the back of the car and slowly disappeared into the misty neighborhood in the morning.
Watching his car disappear at the corner not far in front of me, my heart suddenly aches. I don't know what I was pumped by. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain.
In fact, later I thought that the reason why I felt pain in my heart at that time was that I already had him in my heart.
People are not saints, can not be completely without a little emotion.
Years to me, and he has the same breath as Wen chuyang, even sometimes let me hallucinate, can't tell who is in front of me.
So a person like this pursues me. If I don't feel moved, it's false.
After Nian Jing left, I went to the company alone.
Everything at home is taken care of by the nanny, so I work almost every day except work.
Maybe it's because of my limited ability, so even though Wen chuyang's company is in good condition, I still feel very hard to manage it.
So I spend almost all my time in managing the company, just hope that the company will not gradually decline in my hands.
In the early morning of the company, the first thing I do is turn on the computer to see if the person's microblog has been updated.
Let's call that person for the time being, because I'm not sure whether he is Wen chuyang.
Strange, before his micro blog is updated every other day, but now it has been a whole two days, his micro blog is still no dynamic.
I left a message on his microblog and sent a message to him.
All this seems to me like a sea of stone, no one answered.
It wasn't until 8 o'clock in the morning that the employees of the company continued to punch in the company. Then I sat up from the chair with a heavy heart and looked out of the window.
Under certain circumstances, people will think wildly, and even produce some emotions that they shouldn't have.
Although I can understand that he went to no one's place, it's normal that his mobile phone has no signal and no network.
But it's just because I know, so I have no decline in my heart. I always fantasize about some boundless things.
Will he encounter some natural disasters in that no man's land? Are the local people friendly and will they attack him personally?
This series of ideas came out in my mind, and then I couldn't press them back, so my whole day was like a mess of paste, and I didn't know what I was doing.
It was not until the evening when all the staff left that I woke up and spent another day in panic.
When the sun goes down and the street light comes on, I'm anxious to go home from the company.
I've been like this for days, living in fear every day.
As long as I don't see him one day, my whole heart is in a panic. I always feel like something has forgotten.
And I also suddenly found a very helpless thing.
That is, every morning, at the same time, the year will appear under my windowsill. Every time, I will stand here and stare for a while, then smoke a cigarette and leave.
I spent so many days in panic that he just waited under my windowsill for so many days.
Until the sixth day, my mobile phone suddenly received a strange SMS.
"I'm in the hospital. I'm injured. I have no one to rely on. Can you come and help me?"
I looked carefully and found that this number was indeed sent by that person. I was in a great mood.
"In which hospital? I'll be right there to pick you up. " I am excited to send a message in the past, according to can't bear their own mood, directly jumped up from the spot.
When I fell to the ground in silence and made a sound of Dong, I successfully attracted all the eyes of the company.
I feel so good today
I know that all the wonderful feelings are all brought to me by the news of Wen chuyang. Now he seems to me like a huge surprise in my life, which makes me flattered.
This night without a dream, the next morning woke up early, together with the bed only to find the genius of light.
I wanted to get dressed and get up to look up, but suddenly I saw a flash of light on the ceiling.
At the bottom of the building is the street lamp. Now there is no one at all. How can a light flash from the bottom? From the perspective of this light, it seems that only a person standing at the bottom with a flashlight looking this way can the light flash like this.
My heart suddenly a Deng, think of the previous things in the office.
Before, someone was rummaging around in my office. It seemed that they were looking for something. Now have they set their goals here?
What on earth do I have to be seen?
When I think about it, the curious seeds in my heart sprout and grow like wild grass, which can't be suppressed at all.
It seems that if you don't take a look now, you can't think about it all day.
I swallowed saliva, got up slowly, put the quilt over my shoulder and looked under the windowsill.
But I was scared when I saw it. I almost didn't scare my quilt down.
The man standing under my window is the scene of the year. What just flashed by is not something else, but the light reflected by his car lamp in the water reflected on the roof.
He was leaning against the car now, with a cigarette in his mouth, eyes to the side and a lighter in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking.
He took two puffs, and the smoke rolled up in the air.
In the hazy smoke, his whole face is not very real, but it makes people feel more illusory.
This?
Isn't the year already gone? Why are you still here all of a sudden?
I don't know why. I saw that he couldn't move his eyes and didn't say anything to his face. He stood there as if Wen chuyang was standing in front of me.
The smoke in his mouth is very fast. After a few puffs, there is only one cigarette end left.
He picked up the cigarette end and pinched it on the ground, then threw it into the grass.
He opened the door, got on and sat in the cab, but he didn't close the window and looked at me with straight eyes.
I looked at him through the gap of the curtain. We just looked at each other like this. It's just that I can see him, but he may not be able to see me.
About half an hour later, his car made a slight hissing sound, and then a little smoke came out from the back of the car and slowly disappeared into the misty neighborhood in the morning.
Watching his car disappear at the corner not far in front of me, my heart suddenly aches. I don't know what I was pumped by. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain.
In fact, later I thought that the reason why I felt pain in my heart at that time was that I already had him in my heart.
People are not saints, can not be completely without a little emotion.
Years to me, and he has the same breath as Wen chuyang, even sometimes let me hallucinate, can't tell who is in front of me.
So a person like this pursues me. If I don't feel moved, it's false.
After Nian Jing left, I went to the company alone.
Everything at home is taken care of by the nanny, so I work almost every day except work.
Maybe it's because of my limited ability, so even though Wen chuyang's company is in good condition, I still feel very hard to manage it.
So I spend almost all my time in managing the company, just hope that the company will not gradually decline in my hands.
In the early morning of the company, the first thing I do is turn on the computer to see if the person's microblog has been updated.
Let's call that person for the time being, because I'm not sure whether he is Wen chuyang.
Strange, before his micro blog is updated every other day, but now it has been a whole two days, his micro blog is still no dynamic.
I left a message on his microblog and sent a message to him.
All this seems to me like a sea of stone, no one answered.
It wasn't until 8 o'clock in the morning that the employees of the company continued to punch in the company. Then I sat up from the chair with a heavy heart and looked out of the window.
Under certain circumstances, people will think wildly, and even produce some emotions that they shouldn't have.
Although I can understand that he went to no one's place, it's normal that his mobile phone has no signal and no network.
But it's just because I know, so I have no decline in my heart. I always fantasize about some boundless things.
Will he encounter some natural disasters in that no man's land? Are the local people friendly and will they attack him personally?
This series of ideas came out in my mind, and then I couldn't press them back, so my whole day was like a mess of paste, and I didn't know what I was doing.
It was not until the evening when all the staff left that I woke up and spent another day in panic.
When the sun goes down and the street light comes on, I'm anxious to go home from the company.
I've been like this for days, living in fear every day.
As long as I don't see him one day, my whole heart is in a panic. I always feel like something has forgotten.
And I also suddenly found a very helpless thing.
That is, every morning, at the same time, the year will appear under my windowsill. Every time, I will stand here and stare for a while, then smoke a cigarette and leave.
I spent so many days in panic that he just waited under my windowsill for so many days.
Until the sixth day, my mobile phone suddenly received a strange SMS.
"I'm in the hospital. I'm injured. I have no one to rely on. Can you come and help me?"
I looked carefully and found that this number was indeed sent by that person. I was in a great mood.
"In which hospital? I'll be right there to pick you up. " I am excited to send a message in the past, according to can't bear their own mood, directly jumped up from the spot.
When I fell to the ground in silence and made a sound of Dong, I successfully attracted all the eyes of the company.
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