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

He hated the wrong person, and from then on, he made a wrong step, and every step was wrong.

Huo Yan, who claims to be smart, has seen everything through and clearly, but in the end, but now, all of this is just his illusion.

He was cheated, by those closest to him.

It's like a big dream, losing your old love forever, and still treating her like that...

Now that he thinks about it, he even feels that he is a bit inhuman.

No wonder Lu Qiao looked at him with less and less warmth, no wonder her attitude towards him became more and more sharp.

I see……

The veins on his forehead jumped violently, and Huo Yan broke the pen in his hand abruptly.

The cut was deeply pierced into the flesh, and blood oozes out, bright red and dazzling.

Anger in his heart was mixed with many inexplicable emotions, mixed flavors, stirring in his heart, Huo Yan suddenly swept everything on the desk in front of him to the ground.

The computer fell to the ground with a muffled bang and sparks exploded.

The documents were scattered all over the floor, like a heavy snowfall in the office, covering the entire floor.

Even the photo frames on the table were not spared, and fell to the ground along with them.

The glass frame shattered, revealing the photo inside, and one of Wen Ran and him was faintly exposed under the photo.

Huo Yan leaned over and picked it up slowly, brushing off some small stains on it, and hugging his waist tightly, a girl with a face appeared from behind him, her smile was as bright as ever.

Like a flower with dew in the morning, it is fresh and moving.

His fingers stayed on the corner of her mouth for a long time.

It turned out that Lu Qiao also laughed like this, the purest joy, stars in his eyes, full of vigor.

But why, now, when she smiles, she always smiles three parts and seven parts pretends.

I can't see any sincere joy at all, every time, it's just right, the smile is not too much, the arc is not deep or shallow, just like the painting.

Lu Qiao's eyes are the most beautiful pair of eyes he has ever seen, with the most beautiful stars falling in them.

But now I can't see it anymore, at first glance, there are no stars in it, the depth is bottomless, the darkness is dark, and there is no light, it is an abyss...

Huo Yan had a lump in his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Who changed her?Is it time, or those responsibilities and endless bad things.

The Lu Qiao he first met was a little girl, lively and cheerful, obviously a delicate little girl, spoiled by her family and even a little bit arrogant.

In the past seven years, what has she experienced? Why is it that she has changed her soul in just seven short years?It is no longer what it used to be.

All armor is not born with it, it has been injured countless times, bled countless times, and the wounds have been ground and hardened, and a pair of armor will grow by itself.

The pain I have also experienced, if you don't experience it yourself, it is really hard to imagine how painful it will be.

Is he also one of the murderers who caused her change...

Huo Yan looked at the beautiful Lu Qiao who was smiling in the photo, and gently stroked her face with his fingers.

They were together for three years and took a lot of photos, but when they separated, they were all burned by him.

With a fire, all the memories, including the feelings for her, were burned.

So now, after ten years of acquaintance, this is the only photo he has.