The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

When Zhao Shuya returned home, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that the light in the room was dark.

When she quietly changed her shoes and walked inside, she suddenly saw a man sitting on the sofa.

Zhao Shuya was startled.

"You... Why don't you turn on the light when you sit here?" Zhao Shuya patted her chest and turned on the light in the living room. She saw Jing cangbei sitting there with a calm face.

I didn't know what I was thinking and didn't look at her.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Shuya asked cautiously.

"Where have you been so late?" After a long time, Jing cangbei reacted, turned his head and looked at Zhao Shuya, "where have you been?"

"I... I went to dinner with my friends." Zhao Shuya said, "they wanted to drink again, so they went to the bar again."

"Oh? What friend? Do I know?" Jing cangbei asked with a smile.

"No... No." Zhao Shuya said, "I haven't known my friends for a long time. You shouldn't know them."

Then he smiled, "Oh, I'm so sleepy. I smell of wine all over my body. I'll take a bath first."

"Xiaoya..." Jing cangbei called her from behind.

"Why... Why?" Zhao Shuya turned and looked at him.

"Nothing." Jingcangbei was silent for a while and said, "later... Will you come back early?"

"You are... Curious today." Zhao Shuya smiled, "I'll take a bath first."

Jing cangbei smiled at her, "go."

After Zhao Shuya went upstairs, Jing cangbei opened the paper bag next to him on the sofa.

Inside, there are all photos of his wife and another man.

There are meals and drinks.

Obviously, these two people haven't been together for two days.

And this evening, not long ago, someone sent these things.

It's impossible for him not to care.

Just before Zhao Shuya came back, he sat alone in the dark living room and recalled everything he and Zhao Shuya had done over the years.

Sometimes happy people don't quarrel.

The most remembered time is when they went to school.

At that time, they were so simple and sweet. They had endless conversations every day. Even if they were silent and quietly together, the air was sweet.

But I don't know when, the topics between them are less and less, either quarreling or endless cold war.

Jing cangbei thought for a moment.

He can't even remember when he last saw Zhao Shuya smiling so happily?

Long long can't talk, and there are many things in these years. This night, Jing cangbei thought a lot.

Naturally, Zhao Shuya can't be blamed for everything at this point. He is also wrong.

Busy with entertainment and work, he paid less and less attention to her.

Especially when she gave birth to longlong.

Jing cangbei pinched his eyebrows.

Maybe he cared more about her at that time, wouldn't it be like today?

Once again, he moved the realization to the photos on the table. Jing cangbei picked up a lighter and lit all the photos. When there was no spark, he stood up and poured the burned ashes into the sink.

Upstairs, Zhao Shuya took a bath and was blowing her hair. Jing cangbei walked over and took the hair dryer.

"I'll blow it for you."

Zhao Shuya had a meal.

Silently gave him the hair dryer.

"I haven't blown your hair for a long time. It seems strange." Well cangbei said.

"You... All know?"