Their Intriguing Marriage

"Qingning elder sister..." a Nan stood beside Li Qingning, looking at her trance appearance, and called her name softly in a worried tone.

Li Qingning recovered, turned to her and showed a light smile, said: "I'm ok, it seems that Lan's has got out of trouble, in a while, I may have to move out of here, then there will probably be no extra money to pay you, you start looking for a new job these days."

"Sister Qingning!" A Nan suddenly grabbed her wrist, her eyes filled with crystal tears, and said, "don't drive me away, OK? I like you very much. I also like Xiao Sheng. I... "

Li Qingning lowered his eyes and shook his head helplessly, saying: "a Nan, you are still young. In a few years, you will understand that there are more parting and tears in the world than gathering and happiness. How can I continue to leave you for a long time in my present situation?" She looked up at the young face, her eyes flashed a trace of heartache, stretched out another hand over the back of her hand, patted gently.

"But sister Qingning, did you really give up Mr. LAN? After all, he is still Xiao Sheng's father. If he asks later, how do you answer? "

Li Qingning looked at the TV. On the TV, he was still expressionless, cold and calm. When he faced the media, he was still covered with an overwhelming aura. He said softly, "I don't want to, but gradually you will understand that there are too many people in the world who can't help themselves and have nothing to do. I'm not as good as Miss Chu and can't help him much, so I quit, I'm willing to give him the last

She smiles, turns and walks into the room, forgetting her purpose.

"Bata" a crisp sound, a ray of blue flame burst out of the small hole of the lighter, Shen Xingchen lit the cigarette in his slender fingers, long hair hanging in the cheek, looks charming and charming, she pointed to the TV, looked at he Jiawen hoarse voice and said: "see? Lan Qing is about to turn over. He Jiawen, you still lose. "

But he Jiawen, sitting on the side of the sofa with his legs crossed, looked indifferent. While watching the TV, he peeled off an orange and put it into his mouth one by one, saying, "but it's worth it to see Lan Qing struggling so hard to give up his love and stand with another woman for LAN's sake, isn't it?"

Shen Xingchen threw the lady's cigarette between his fingers on the ground, stamped it out with his delicate high-heeled shoes, twisted it a few times, stood up, looked at him and scolded in a low voice: "madman!" The words fall, turn round to walk toward the door, leave high heel shoe "Ta TA Ta" knock the clear sound of marble floor.

He continued to watch TV. The sour juice of the orange made him frown. After turning off the TV, he stood up and went to the window. Looking at the city under his feet, his eyes were like the frozen Black Lake in winter, and his eyes were red, like the dark red maple forest around the lake.

He suddenly felt that he was just like a glass cover standing outside the whole world, looking at the whole world silently. Everything was quiet, and all the voices disappeared far away from him.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and pressed a familiar number. After a few short waiting tones, a sweet female voice rang out in his ear: "Hello, Linda, I'm going to LAN's press conference tomorrow."

The whole world seems to be manipulated in an invisible hand. As long as it exerts a little force, everything will be beyond recognition. Mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, and their gratitude and hatred will be squeezed together in a moment. He seemed to hear the sound of disintegration, the roar of monsters, and the sound of people's necks breaking.

At night, Li Qingning sleeps alone on the big bed, embracing the place where Lan Qing once lay. The moonlight is as cold as water, shining on her, making her feel a little cold. A Nan knocked on her door, but she didn't respond, so she heard a gentle step away from the door.

She held the quilt and wanted to cry, but her eyes seemed to have dried up. She kept telling herself to be strong, and Xiao Sheng had to take care of her, but she still couldn't control the deep despair in her heart. It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, the pebbles under her feet kept rolling down from her eyes, and then fell into the abyss.

She just felt weak, and opened her eyes wide in the dark, but there was no light in her eyes.

It's late now. He should have gone to bed, right? So is there another woman lying in his arms? She didn't want to face it, but she couldn't help thinking so.

Darkness, cold, silence, in terms of her now, are so not worth mentioning, she even felt that at that time, she was not afraid of death.

Finally, slowly fell asleep, fell into a lengthy dream, those thoughts also with the old box like dust into the bottom of the water.

She dreamt of her mother, her father and Uncle Chen. Her mother was wearing a beige skirt and a white pearl cardigan on her shoulder. She looked young and beautiful, elegant and moving. She took her hand and said softly, "ah Ning, you should be brave, don't always cry, love, sometimes you also need strong protection."

"Mom, will you tell me? What else can I do except leave him and let him have no worries? Because leaving me, my heart really hurts... "She squatted beside her mother like a little girl, pulled her skirt and asked with her neck raised.

"Silly girl, ten thousand people will have ten thousand lovers. You should follow your own heart. If you are not willing to put him down, go for it. Promise mom, no matter how big the storm, don't hide and cry. You've experienced so much. Mom knows you're a strong and brave girl. You've grown into a woman and have two children. You should learn to face it alone. No matter what kind of situation, escaping is not a good solution. Do you understand? "

She raised her head dimly with tearful eyes, and saw that her mother's face was covered with a thin layer of fog, so that she could not see her face clearly. She stood up and held out her hand to hold her mother's hand, but found that her hand was cold without temperature, and even the smile on her face became a little misty.

My mother touched her head with a smile and said, "my Qingning has grown up. My mother believes that you can deal with all the frustrations in your life."

Finish saying, haven't waited for her to say anything more, in front of the mother has begun to gradually become transparent, and then slowly, disappeared in front of their own. The hand that she held her mother was still hanging in the air, and what she had just grasped suddenly became a mass of invisible air.

She woke up from her dream and found that her whole face had been wet with tears. She got up and went down to the ground, stood barefoot on the soft blanket on the ground, went to the window and looked up at the sky.