Time and you are my fault

With a cold face, Zong Yanzu carried him back to the guest room.

Putting the wet Chuy on the sofa, she went into the bathroom.

Chuy went to the closet to search for clothes, but there was only a bathrobe hanging in it.

She took out the mobile phone from her handbag, and wanted to leave the villa immediately and never see this man again.

As a result, the phone was soaked in water and could not be turned on.

Chu Yi seemed to be on fire, and walked towards the door barefoot.

Now she wanted to immediately know what Lin Luolian meant to her just now!
When passing by the bathroom, he was dragged in by the man who came out.

"Where are you going?" he asked in a low voice.

"Go to Xiao Qingmei you just rescued." Chu Yi was like a hedgehog covered in thorns, as soon as he approached, she wanted to prick him.

The man clasped both of her wrists with a big palm and pulled her into the bathtub.

Chu Yi's footsteps were in disarray, her eyes filled with panic, "What are you doing, let me go!"

"Go take a bath, get rid of the cold." His voice was still cold, but the chill between his brows had faded.

Chuy shook off her arm, "I don't want to soak here!"

Facing the woman's angry eyes, his Adam's apple rolled.

The scene just now appeared in front of her eyes, and she checked Sheng Jinghuai's injuries extremely nervously.

That caring look originally belonged to him alone.

Since then, Chu Yi no longer treats herself with such eyes.

Either he was injured or he was sick.

All she could think of was escape.

Just want a quick divorce.

"So." He took a step closer, an oppressive breath enveloped the entire bathroom, and also pressed down on the woman in front of him.

Chu Yi's heart trembled, and those eyes, like a bottomless pit, lingered with terrifying darkness.

"So what!"

"If you don't want to hang out with me, where are you going?" He bent down, staring at the string of wooden beads in her hand, "To Sheng Jinghuai's place?"

It was an eyesore bead, he wished he could tear it off and throw it out of the window immediately!
Chu Yi's brows and eyes overflowed with anger, "What's the matter with him? Why do you mention him when you have nothing to do?"

"Chu Yi, we haven't divorced yet, so you can't wait to find your next one?"

Seeing the man's mocking expression, Chu Yi felt sour and aggrieved, "What did you say..."

"I'm afraid that I will get married again..."

Snapped--

Chu Yi slapped the man on the cheek with all her strength.

A clear slap print immediately appeared on his side face. Because of Chu Yi's excessive strength, his face was slapped to one side.

Chu Yi felt that the grievance was about to swallow her up, and the pain and numbness in her palms could not resist.

Her body was shaking, and she couldn't believe that what she just said was said by Zong Yanqi.

It was the man she had loved with sincerity for five years who said it.

Every word, even the punctuation mark, was like a sharp knife piercing her heart.

"So, my five-year love is so worthless, right? Like my life, it's worthless, right!"

Chu Yi said this sentence heartbreakingly.

The pain she felt when she choked on the water just now has not been relieved, and now the sadness rising from the bottom of her heart is about to swallow her up.

Tears were falling down, all the sorrow and sadness were hidden in her screaming voice.

Zong Yanchu turned his head, the pain on his face dispelled his jealousy.

He pursed his lips, which gradually turned pale.

Until this moment, he didn't realize how big a mistake he had just made.

An inexplicable fear grew from the bottom of his heart, which made him dare not look her directly in the eyes.

Chu Yi gritted her teeth tightly, the figure of the man in front of her was blurry, but it was also extremely clear.

It's just that she felt that she couldn't see this man clearly anymore.

She also doesn't know whether the person she likes is the young senior she met at the age of 13, or Zong Yanqi in her fantasy.

Chu Yi took two steps back, leaning her back against the glazed platform, covering her face, but tears still fell from between her fingers.

"Zong Yanzu..."

Her voice choked, and her slender shoulders trembled oppressively.

"Maybe I'm wrong."

Maybe, she was really wrong.

Her obsession was wrong from the beginning.

What she likes may not be the man in front of her at all.

But at the age of 13, in the warm wind, the person who fell from the sky to help her out.

Whoever that person was, she would probably like him.

It was because she was too insecure that she fell in love with those who helped her.

This is not love at all.

"Chui..."

He saw her body gradually losing vitality, the kind of depression and determination that can only be seen when one's heart dies, which completely panicked him.

"I just... I'm sorry." He pursed his lips, stepped forward and hugged him tightly, "It's my fault."
Now Chuy doesn't care what he said, she just wants to get out of here.

She pushed him away, but was hugged even tighter by him.

"Just now, I went to save you, and it was Lin Luolian who grabbed my hand first."
The pale explanation sounded even more ironic in Chu Yi's ears.

She didn't move or respond, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Zong Yanzhu had never been so flustered.

Obviously...

It was fine when it came.

She obediently followed him, holding his arm, like all loving couples.

They stood side by side in the crowd, kissed in the mountain wind, and embraced under the fireworks.

He really planned to give her a wedding today.

I also want to really have a child with her.

"I'm tired," she said.

"Go take a bath first." He used an attitude that was almost coaxing.

"I want to go home."
She looked up at him.

Her eyes were red, and the pupils soaked in water were more transparent.

His heart trembled, "After taking a shower, let's go home."
Chuey closed her eyes, "Go out."
Zong Yanzu wanted to stay and help, but she closed her eyes and refused to communicate, and left the bathroom.

Chuy simply took a shower, grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her body.

The bathrobe was hanging in the closet, she didn't want to ask Zong Yanxi for help.

The bathroom door opened, and she walked out with her long bare legs.

Zong Yanzu sat on the sofa and watched her walk out calmly, without the cramped and shyness of the past.

It's like you can't see the big living person on the sofa at all.

Feeling more and more unhappy, he walked over and hugged him.

Chu Yi looked at her, without the slightest light in his eyes, as if looking at a certain point in the distance through him, his eyes were empty.

Chu Yi like this is about to make Zong Yanchu feel distressed to death.

"Yi..."
Chuy couldn't break free from his embrace, turned around from his embrace, reached out and took out a bathrobe and put it on her body.

In front of him, she pulled off the towel and fastened the bathrobe.

The more indifferent she was, the more uncomfortable Zong Yanchu felt.

It was as if vines grew from the bottom of his heart, entangled all his senses, he couldn't breathe, and the pain was utter.

"I want to go home." She looked straight at him.

Zong Yanzu's throat was dry, "Okay, I'll take you home."
Chu Yi let him lead her and walked towards the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Cheng Xiangyi was about to knock on the door of the previous room.

Cheng Xiangyi didn't plan to attend today's wedding banquet. She thought that through today's wedding banquet, it would be best to let Chu Yi and her son Bangchui feel touched.

It would be best for Chu Yi to change his mind, and the two may still have a chance to hold a make-up wedding.

In the afternoon, I got news from Mrs. Mo that Chu Yi was pregnant.

Cheng Xiangyi couldn't wait for a moment, so he rushed up quickly.

The smile that lasted all afternoon hadn't dissipated before she got news that her precious daughter-in-law had been pushed into the water!
What's worse, her son with the stick didn't save his wife, but instead saved Lin Luolian.

Cheng Xiangyi maintained the posture of knocking on the door, saw that Chu Yi was only wearing a bathrobe, and asked hesitantly, "Are you..."
"I'll take Yiyi home." Zong Yanzu returned.