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Chapter 310: Love and Don't Love Do Your Best


At night, the woman couldn't sleep, and in the middle of the night, the rain on the window pane hit her head, and she tossed and turned, trying to force herself to sleep several times.

I was on the bed, tossing and turning many times, and after an hour of time, I still didn't feel a trace of sleep.

He pulled the quilt off his body, got barefoot on the ground, and paced irritably in front of the window.

She put on her nightgown, walked barefoot to the living room, turned on the TV, and was in the eyes of children's programs, and suddenly lost her mind for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that she hadn't watched TV for a long time.

The TV in the living room was occupied by that person.

She also learned from the man who cowered on the sofa, and the screen played Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, and she was stunned for a while.

Wolves eat sheep, this is the law of the jungle in society, she once doubted her own cognition, and couldn't help but think of that person, he looked at this every day?

There was a slight noise outside the door.

The woman's ears pricked up alertly.

After listening to the sound of rustling for several minutes, she was even more sure that she had heard correctly.

Thief?

This idea just came out of her mind, but she vetoed it herself, and the person who was willing to agree to let her move out of the Shen family's mansion was because of the excellent security measures of this building.

But outside the door......

Could it be someone's cat, dog or child?

The door opened all at once. “……” She shook her head!

Before that, she never thought that it would be him!

My heart pounded.

She just looked at him like that, for five minutes, and the man stared straight at her, her eyes calm......

But only by appearance.

There was too much struggle hidden in those calm eyes.

Until she saw the pleading in the man's eyes, her pretended peace was broken, and her heart softened.

He turned around and walked back into the house.

The door, however, was still open.

Without looking at the people behind her, whether they had followed in, she walked slowly, brought a bathrobe and a towel from the bedroom, and when she came out, there was no one in the living room, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the door was open, and the man was standing at the door, looking into the room, and scorching on her body.

Silently walked to the door, and stuffed the towel and bathrobe in his hand into the man's hand.

She turned back to the house again.

When she turned around, she clearly saw the heat in the eyes of the man when he took the toiletries she handed over.

"Tong Tong, you are so good!"

Behind him, the man's voice was suddenly heard.

She paused at the door of the bedroom, and her palms were quietly clenched into fists.

Buried his head, went into the house, and no longer paid attention to the noise outside.

The door closed, and she seemed to have melted away the edges and corners of her body overnight, leaning weakly against the door panel......

Shen Xiujin, you want me......

What to do with you!

From the beginning to the end, the woman did not ask why he appeared at the door of her house, why he would come back again.

From start to finish......

None of them!

The phone is clutched in the palm of my hand, and the sound of water drops from the shower in the bathroom is in my ears, perhaps......

It's just the sound of rain outside the window.

She understands too well that as long as there is a phone call, Xi Chen will come to pick up someone.

She doesn't have to face the complicated emotions that she can't explain.

She didn't need such self-loathing.

She understands it too well......

It's just a phone call thing.

In the palm of her hand, unconsciously, the phone was almost broken by her grip, and a layer of wet sweat stuck to the palm and sticky phone.

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The woman closed her eyes tightly......

At this moment, no one knew what she was thinking.

Time passed little by little, those light eyes, opened without prevention, barefoot, stepping on the floor, she walked to the window, and when she passed the big bed, she put aside the mobile phone in her palm, the mobile phone, rolled twice in the air, fell into the mattress, and lay quietly.

The screen of the mobile phone is still on, it is the interface of the address book, and the phone on the top shows "Xi Chen-", ringing for three seconds.

Pushing open the window, the wind and rain no longer hit the windowpane, and the messy raindrops, drifting into the room, also fell on her face and shoulders.

This storm came at an inopportune time.

She muttered under her breath.

She watched the wind and rain in front of the window, her thoughts were flying, she was too focused, the "rustling" rain in her ears, and I don't know when the sound of the water falling from the shower in the bathroom was invisible, quietly extinguished.

I don't know how long it has been, a slight noise behind her woke her up, she instinctively turned her head sideways, slightly startled, the door was already open, and there was a dark shadow standing in the doorway.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she thinks that the man seems to have been standing there for a long time.

At this moment, they are like those marriages that have reached the seven-year itch, and there is nothing to say between a husband and wife.

Indeed......

Speechless.

She turned, grabbed her quilt, and walked out.

Passing by the door, the iron palm that had been fiery tightly tied to her.

"Tong Tong, where are you going?"

The man's deep voice asked in fear.

But the moment these words came into her ears, she almost couldn't help but laugh softly......

How, sarcasm.

The man was in a mess, snatched the quilt from her hand, pushed her into the house, and slammed the door shut: "Ah Xiu sleeps in the living room." ” Nothing was said all night.

Early in the morning, the same life is boring, but the agreement is ripe.

When the door was opened, the smell of food wafted from the living room, and the woman silently tidied up her appearance, and sat down in the same place where she used to sit, eating quietly.

The man also said a lot less, but the woman clearly felt the burning and concentration of the gaze above her head.

As soon as he raised his head, he crashed into the man's dark pupils, and was forced back by the gentleness in the pupils, and pretended to bury his head in eating.