Warm Marriage Honey Love

It's getting late, and the trees outside the window are full-bodied. They are all melted into dim shadows by the dusk.

Rong Zhenye came back earlier than usual.

He didn't turn on the light, standing in front of the window in silence.

The window was wide open, and what came into the living room was not only the twilight, but also the chill of the wind.

"Xiao Ye, you are back." She said in a low voice.

He didn't respond, he didn't move, he didn't seem to hear her. The window screen floats in the wind, which makes his tall body just a black silhouette.

She slowly approached, smelling the faint smell of wine on him, and then found that he was holding a glass of whisky in his hand.

Drinking?

She was slightly surprised, thinking of seeing Qin Xuelu dining alone in the restaurant in the afternoon, the speculation of the quarrel became positive, and I'm afraid it was very fierce this time.

"Have you eaten yet? Shall I make you a bowl of noodles? " She deliberately put the tone very soft, with a sense of comfort.

He turned around.

In the twilight, his face was pale, and his eyes were dark and deep, shining cold in the dark.

She felt a cold force, can't help shivering.

"Xiao Ye, women are insecure. I think you'd better get married as soon as possible so that you won't quarrel all the time." She tried to give him a comforting smile, and by the way, she led out what she wanted to say next.

"What do you mean?" Rong Zhenye frowns. This nerd's thinking is not in the same channel with him.

Yi Youxia took out a can of frozen mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to him. He wanted to calm him down, but he didn't drink it. He threw it directly on the table, "make it clear." He had a commanding tone.

She sighed and decided to get straight to the point: "I mean, it's time to fix our relationship and marry someone you really like."

A muscle in his face twitched violently.

He understood what she meant.

"How to fix it?" He deliberately pretended not to understand, and there was still a little fantasy in his heart.

She pursed her lips. For some reason, there was an indescribable struggle and contradiction in her heart, but she didn't want to think about it and chose to ignore it: "let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities sometime?" Her low voice exploded in the living room like a thunderbolt, which hurt his every nerve and shattered his tiny illusion.

"Where are your parents?" He clenched his teeth, the muscles of his lips were very tight, but his voice was still calm, like the dark tide before the tsunami, flowing slowly and low, out of control at any time, setting off a storm.

"On their side, I'll explain. It's better to say that we're not in good character." She said it so easily, so naturally, so indifferent, as if it had been planned for a long time.

Moonlight and twilight interweave a shadow, quietly daub on his face, make his look dark and unclear, only a pair of eyes seem to be burned by fire, blood red, "because of Xia Yuhan, he does not marry, let you have hope again?" He clenched his teeth, rolled his forehead, breathed heavily and quickly, and stirred up the dull air in his chest. In the afternoon, as soon as she came out of the restaurant, Qin Xuelu called him and told him what she saw. She wanted to kill the hidden enemy in the cradle.

"It's better to leave sooner or later than to end earlier, so that we can all pursue our own happiness freely." Her voice lowered. His expression was so complicated that she could not understand it, but it was obviously not what she had imagined. There was no excitement, no joy, no comfort, only pain!

Pain?

How is that possible?

Why does he have to suffer? He should be happy. Without her, he can communicate freely with Qin Xuelu.

She must have read it wrong. It's too dark!

In her doubts, he rushed to the bar, poured a large glass of whisky, and drank it.

The strong force of the liquor burned his throat.

"Do you love him that much?" His voice was burned with alcohol and was extremely hoarse.

"Yes, I have loved him for five years. He is my dream and a part of my life! Don't you have... "

"Bang" a sharp crisp ring, his hands of the glass was crushed, glass splashes, her voice was also this sudden impact of Caton in the throat.

The blood flowed down from his palm, dropping on the floor like a red rose. His handsome face was twisted in pain, his eyebrows were twisted violently, and there were several knife like marks in the center of his eyebrows. His eyes flashed as ferocious as the injured cheetah, staring at her deeply, as if to peel her layer by layer, take out the soul inside and see clearly.

Her face was as white as paper. It was the first time for her to see his fierce expression. Fear and confusion rose in her heart at the same time. She opened her mouth and tried to speak, but she couldn't make a sound.

All of a sudden, he swept over like a gale, grabbed her arm, twisted her like an eagle, lifted her from the floor, and fell heavily on the sofa.