Their Intriguing Marriage

It's not always said that if you want to know who a person loves most, it depends on whose name he shouts after he gets drunk.

These days, so many days and nights, those he gave her affectionate and lingering, every night of warmth, it turned out that she is replacing another woman's existence.

Yes, otherwise, why did Lan Qing change her attitude so quickly?

It's funny that she thought he really fell in love with her.

He called the woman's name in a very gentle voice, but it was more like crying in a low voice. He begged her not to leave himself so humbly. What a proud and excellent woman she should be.

There must have been so many unforgettable stories between them that he would never forget her.

But she was so stupid that she really thought that there was some wonderful chemical reaction between them. She fell in love with this man.

In the dark, Li Qingning laughs bitterly. It's like drinking a full cup of coffee in one breath. The bitterness spreads from the corner of his mouth to the deepest part of his heart.

Her eyes were red and she covered the quilt for Lan Qing gently. Then she turned to get out of bed and left the man's room, leaving only a lonely figure behind.

The next morning, before Lan Qing opened his eyes, he subconsciously reached out and groped around, but never touched the woman's soft body.

He frowned and sat up. Last night's hangover gave his head an almost bursting pain.

He kept drawing circles on his temples with one hand, opening his eyes. But on the other side of the big bed, there was no sign of movement.

Last night... What happened last night? He tried to recall, but the headache made him have to stop trying to recall.

He only remembered telling Li Qingning a lot about the past and drinking a lot of wine. Later, he seemed to vaguely see Gu Feier's figure... His head was like a pot of boiling porridge, which was in chaos.

When he got ready and went downstairs, he looked around with expectation in his eyes, but he still didn't see the figure he was eager to see.

This woman, running away secretly in the middle of the night, didn't get up so late. He thought in his heart, but when he thought of her, his eyes were full of tenderness and smile.

He was about to turn and go upstairs to wake her up, but the housekeeper stopped him behind him, "Sir, what do you want to go upstairs?"

"My wife hasn't got up yet. I'll go and see her." Lan Qing's tone is light, as if the influence of hangover disappeared after mentioning the woman.

Just as he stepped up two steps, the housekeeper said again, "Sir, my wife went out early this morning, and asked me to tell you that she went to the company herself."

Lan Qing's dark eyes suddenly became heavy. He quickly walked to the housekeeper, as if he didn't understand, and repeated: "what do you say? Where has she been? " There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.

The housekeeper was still not in a hurry. He replied respectfully, "my wife didn't explain when she left. Sir, breakfast is ready. Look..."

Before he finished, Lan Qing had grabbed the coat he was holding in his hand and walked quickly towards the door.

This woman, knowing that she would be worried about her, why did she run around without getting up?

The lines on his face were tight, and he looked very serious.

It seems that I haven't experienced such eagerness for a long time. Ever since I met this woman, he was always anxious because of her. She can always easily let his heart hang up and affect his mood.

On the way, he immediately turned back, looked down at the housekeeper and asked, "is there a driver with you when your wife is leaving?"

Looking at such a serious man, the housekeeper opened his eyes, nodded and replied, "yes, Lao Zhang drove the white BMW to see his wife off."

Hearing this, the expression on Lan Qing's face eased slightly, and said in a deep voice: "next time my wife wants to go out by herself, no matter what she says, she must inform me at the first time."

The housekeeper quickly nodded respectfully, and then watched him walk out of the gate of the LAN villa.

Lan Qing starts the car and dials Li Qingning's number. After waiting for the sound, Li Qingning's cold voice comes from the receiver, which makes him relax a little.

At least, she did not intend to leave quietly.

"Hello, Li Qingning, where did you go quietly in the morning?" His voice sounded impatient with a touch of blame.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just want to go out for a walk and come back to the company in a moment." Her tone is still light, and her voice sounds distant and distant.

"You..." Lan Qing never knew that he was such a person who was not good at expressing himself. He wanted to say that you would come back soon, and I miss you very much, but when the words came to his mouth, he turned into a "driver following you?"

His tone was flat, without any ups and downs.

"Well." She was still answering softly.

"Come back early."

Lan Qing's cold voice came from the receiver. She lowered her eyelids and hid her disappointment under her thick eyelashes. Then she heard the voice of the phone hanging up.

Between them, perhaps never really exist "love" this kind of emotion, so there will be such a faint embarrassment between the words.

It has to be said that when she saw the caller ID on the phone, she had some expectations in her heart, but in the end, such a plain conversation made her heart gradually cool down.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingning stares at the name on the mobile phone screen for a long time. His heart is seized like this, but he doesn't want to let go.

"Mom, what do you think I should do? Do you also think that I am too stupid and naive to think that a man like Lanqing will really fall in love with me? "

She said gently to her mother's tombstone, her mother still smiles gently in the photo, which makes her feel better, but still can't give her the answer she wants.

"Mom, what am I supposed to do?" She gently closed her eyes and put her hands on the marble in front of the tombstone, thinking that her mother might give her some hints.

Early in the morning, the cemetery is very quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing gently.

She slowly opened her eyes, the smile on the corner of her mouth caught a trace of bitterness, and whispered to herself: "look at me, I'm stupid again. Mom, I'll see you again in a few days. Don't worry. I'll be fine. "

Finish saying, try to squeeze out a smile on the face, more like to give yourself a boost.