Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

He never had good intentions and looked at people with prejudice, so every word was full of thorns, and it was useless to talk too much. Lu Qiao finally closed his eyes, neither seeing nor listening, leaving himself clean.

No one spoke, and the ward quickly became quiet. The footsteps of the nurses in the corridor could be heard clearly, and there were whispered voices, which further added to the dead silence in the ward.

When Lu Qiao was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed, an untimely ringing of her mobile phone woke her up, and she turned her head to see Huo Yan answering the call.

It was really too quiet in the ward, so I could hear every movement very clearly. Lu Qiao didn't intend to eavesdrop on Huo Yan's phone call, but her ears were still keen to catch it. The person who was talking to Huo Yan on the phone was from her family. Galeries Lafayette Zhuang Lanshan.

It never occurred to her that one day Lafayette and Huo Yan could talk on the phone in a normal tone, and both of them talked about her very calmly.

"Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I have something to do here and I can't go there. Please help take care of Qiao Qiao tonight."

Huo Yan was not used to getting along with Zhuang Lanshan like this, so he answered two words stiffly, "It's okay."

Feeling that his answer to the savior's mother might be a little indifferent, he added, "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Lu Qiao's ears moved slightly, the word "take care" from Huo Yan's mouth was really unreal.

She is afraid that she was not fooled by the bricks, and she is still dreaming now.

After that, Huo Yan talked to Zhuang Lanshan a few more times before hanging up the phone and putting down the phone. He looked up at Lu Qiao, and after a long while, he asked dryly, "After sleeping for two days, I only took glucose. Are you hungry now?" ?"

Lu Qiao stroked her aching stomach, but said, "I'm not hungry, it's okay."

"Is there anything uncomfortable in your body? I'll call the doctor."

"No, I'm fine."

"Then you rest, it's four o'clock in the morning, sleep for a while and it will be dawn."

"Ah."

Lu Qiao closed her eyes, and quietly covered her mouth and nose with the quilt.

His breathing was a little stuffy, his nose seemed to be soaked in vinegar, and it was sore from choking.

People who used to be able to talk to chat software even thousands of miles away, now have nothing to say even face to face.

Every sentence is strange and embarrassing.It turned out that before they knew it, they had become strangers to this point.

After seven years, she couldn't get over it no matter what, and there were many misunderstandings, which couldn't be solved no matter how much she tried. The past between her and him eventually became his passing cloud.

I don't want to say any more, I don't want to hear any more, those polite dry words, every single one, makes her unbearable, it's really more painful than a knife cutting her heart.

Feeling emotional in his heart like a tsunami, Lu Qiao tightly closed his eyes and ordered himself to sleep quickly.

In the past, she didn't understand why some people would choose to degenerate when they were frustrated and unsatisfactory. They used alcohol to sleep to numb themselves, and indulged in drunkenness and dreams to escape reality.

But now she finally understands that it's not because she was born cowardly, but because the reality is really too painful, and it's really tiring to face it soberly.

Those incomparably cruel facts weighed heavily on her heart, and every minute and every second she felt of it was suffocating.

Depression, pain, and all the negative emotions that arose from this tormented her fragile and sensitive nerves, almost driving her crazy.