The perfect lover: the husband is above all others

No, it's impossible! The only person she liked was situ jiluo, so how could she fall in love with this eccentric yan xinnuo? Yes, it must be!

She emphasized it over and over again, reminding herself as if she wanted to keep it deep in her heart ...

"Hey, you have a scene tomorrow morning. Remember to ..."

The car stopped at the downstairs of the apartment on orchard road. Xia yihuan reminded yan xinnuo of his schedule the next day just like the other day. However, this time, before she could finish her sentence, the door of the nanny van opened. Yan xinnuo jumped out of the car without saying anything.

"Yan xi nuo! "

By the time xia yihuan came to her senses, yan xinnuo had already closed the door. She immediately opened the window and shouted at the back of her back. However, the back view didn' t stop and didn' t turn around.instead, he waved his hand slightly and quickly left her line of sight, which made xia yiqi lose in joy.

What?! She was merely reminding him of his schedule for tomorrow. Why are you mad at me?

Hearing the sound of the engine starting, yan xinnuo couldn' t help but turn around, but the nanny car had already left. He had no choice but to walk into the apartment with a heavy heart.

It was undeniable that he was indeed angry, but as for what he was angry about, yan xinuo would never admit that he was jealous. He hypnotized himself to tell himself that he was angry that he had become such a bitch! This woman wasn' t one of his people, so she didn' t care who she was with or what she was doing! It's weird. Why would he care?

"Thank you, ah shui. It's been a long day! "

Seeing the car stop in the apartment building where she lived, xia yihuan was already exhausted, but she did not forget to smile and thank ah shui. Although ah shui was just a driver, it was not easy for him to be on standby 24 hours a day.

"You too, I'll send you up! "

With xia yihuan's comforting words, although he could not remove the fatigue from his body, ah shui did feel a little relieved. It didn' t mean anything else. It was just because of the concern between her colleagues that xia yihuan, a girl, went upstairs by herself at three o' clock in the morning. Was this too dangerous?

"No, you can go home and rest. "

"Well ... Well. Take care of yourself. "

Waving her hand, she bid farewell to ah watercourse. Xia yihuan was stunned for a long time before she finally took a step towards the elevator. However, each step was as heavy as a thousand pounds. The stone that had been pressing against her chest seemed to have been added to her body, making her almost breathless.

She placed the magnetic card not far away from the sensor and could hear a' beep' of the unlock. Then, xia yihuan stepped in directly and turned on all the lights in the house. The apartment she rented was very small, with only one room, one living room, and a small kitchen. However, xia yihuan still felt that the space was too big.

In fact, she knew that her problem had never been about the size of the place, but her loneliness. She knew that she should have gotten used to this life a long time ago, but deep down, she was still unwilling to accept it.

People often say,' home is the best shelter for a person,' but this sentence falls in xia yihuan's ears is ironic. Home? The word was extremely distant to her. Perhaps she had it before, but she was sure that it had disappeared into her life years ago.

Whether in the past, present, or future, she thought she was just a person. But she did not know that god had quietly written a new scroll for her future.

Xia yihuan liked to take a shower right after she got home from work because she thought that taking a bath was equivalent to washing away all the fatigue so that she could sleep soundly at night. However, it was almost four o' clock in the morning. Why was she still tossing and turning, unable to sleep?

The more she thought about it, the more upset she became. Finally, xia yihuan jumped up from the bed and sat down in front of the desk. She opened her computer and logged in. A lot of replying windows popped up in an instant. Only then did she realize that she had been so busy lately that she did not even have time to surf the internet. She patiently replied one by one, but when she suddenly saw the message from" ghost," she was instantly stunned.

A feeling of guilt suddenly surged into her heart. This guilt was not directed at anyone, but herself, who had unknowingly neglected her original dream.

Although she sounded a little impatient, xia yihuan knew that the other party was concerned about her. Although the two of them met on the internet, Xie Fang had a special place in xia yihuan's heart.

Xia yihuan felt that she owed this elder sister a lot. Although she felt that way, she was not good at expressing herself.

She opened the documents that had been ignored and looked at the rows of words that appeared in front of her. For some reason, xia yihuan suddenly felt a rush to finish the rest in one breath.

The hole that had been dug earlier had already been filled in, and the plot that should be told was fully explained. Now, it was only about to give it a perfect ending. Actually, it was only a matter of a few thousand words. She did not know why she was stuck here and could not squeeze out any words.

Finally, after several hours of hard work, xia yihuan finally finished the novel completely.

She deliberately didn' t say whether the female protagonist chose the male lead or the male partner, so she deliberately kept a suspense. Xia yihuan knew that if this ended, she would definitely be scolded to death by a group of readers, but this was the most perfect ending in her heart.

Often write a novel too involved, the author himself will unconsciously fall into his own story, embedded in the protagonist's emotions for a long time can not calm down. Xia yihuan was like this at that time, so she used her busy schedule to avoid this. However, now that the book was finally finished, xia yihuan was so happy that she almost cheered.

She stretched her body and casually turned her head to the window. The sunlight outside made her jump. It was already eight o' clock in the morning. Unknowingly, she had spent four hours writing novels! Damn it, she forgot to sleep!

Just as she was about to take a nap on the bed, her phone rang. Looking at the caller id, she wanted to throw her phone aside and ignore it, but she held back and answered the call.

If she had known that this phone call was bad, she would not have answered it!