Time and you are my fault

The man took out the pregnancy test stick with trembling fingers, his eyes fell on the plastic bag, and the hot eyes were about to melt the bag.

An idea popped up in my heart.

The two of them didn't do anything last time, so she was expecting pregnancy, right?
Suddenly, the video of Chu Yi being kidnapped appeared in his mind.

A sentence she said when appeasing the kidnapper, 'I also like children very much. '

She loves children...

If he had a child, would Chu Yi still divorce him?

Chuy went to the guest bedroom to take a shower, and slept directly next door.

When Zong Yanchu came out, he saw no one in the room, so he looked for her from room to room.

Looking at the little figure sleeping on the guest bedroom, I felt a softness in my heart.

He hugged her from behind Chuy, and the moisture and fragrance after bathing poured into Chuy's nostrils.

She froze, "The quarrel is over, you can go!"

Zong Yanzu put his arms around her slender body, and faced her, "The quarrel is over, the next step is to coax my wife."

Chu Yi's ears were numb from the shock of his wife, and her heart also trembled.

He would always give her another candy after ignoring her for a long time.

Her unfulfilled heart followed the ups and downs, dying and reviving.

But what can she do?
She can't do anything.

Feeling that his upper body was naked, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

Zong Yanzu's wet and cold lips lingered in her ears, "You threw them away."

Chu Yi suddenly remembered that last time he packed Zong Yanqi's things and threw them away as trash.

"Then you go to sleep! You...don't touch!" Chu Yi hurriedly held down the man's scurrying hands, staring at him with shame and resentment.

He didn't give up, his soft lips grinded against the chin of her cheek, "Well, don't touch me randomly."

Chu Yi was extremely tired, "So the quarrel just now was for nothing?"

"Husband and wife quarrel at the end of the bed." He coaxed softly in a hoarse voice.

Chu Yi felt a fire in her chest and couldn't vent it.

She slapped the bedside lamp on, and the light enveloped the two of them.

Chewie withdrew his troublesome hand, and then saw a strange black tattoo appearing on his arm under the light.

Chu Yi was taken aback for a moment.

Tattoos cover the top of his knife-cut scar.

It is obviously a woman's lip print pattern, and the left and right sides of the lip print are two very long horizontal lines.

Whose is that lip print?

Is it Lin Luolian's?
Do those two horizontal lines mean the English letter L...

Chu Yi stared blankly, and when a cold touch came from her chest, she trembled all over.

The wandering thoughts in his mind were disturbed by him, and he pushed his head away, with a conflicted expression on his face, "I only do things with the people I love."

"You don't love me?" His voice turned cold in an instant, his deep eyes fixed on the person below him.

It seemed that as long as Chu Yi said the word "no love", he could strangle her to death!

Chu Yi's words were choked, and the phrase of not loving was on the lips, and she couldn't say it, "The other party will love me even more!"

The corners of the man's lips were tightened, and his expression was stiff.

The two of them froze, and finally he got up and left first.

Chu Yi looked at the tall figure who disappeared at the door, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

She was always fantasizing and looking forward to getting a reassuring and firm reply from Zong Yanche.

I want to hear him say that he likes her and he loves her too.

But Chu Yi knew that everything was her wish.

How could he love her?
His complete heart has never fallen on her.

Zong Yanzu didn't sleep at Chu Yi's place, he answered a phone call and left in a hurry.

Chu Yi felt him standing at the door of the guest bedroom before leaving, staring at her for a while.

She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and said mockingly, "Chu Yi, didn't you already know, why are you still looking forward to it?"

bar.

Today, there are only Zong Yanzu and Mo Shaoming in the private room.

As soon as he was seated, Mo Shaoming pushed a document on the glass table to Zong Yanxi.

The man's hand holding the wine glass arched towards the document, "The result is out."

Zong Yanzu stared at the file bag, his cold handsome face was covered with a layer of frost-like chill.

He pinched the file bag with his long fingers and took out a few pages of documents.

On the front page of the document is a large and bold font that reads ——, Judicial Appraisal Center Appraisal Opinion.

There was an indiscernible pause in his fingertips as he pulled out the report completely.

Then he opened it, and turned to the appraisal result on the last page.

He read the short two lines for a long time.

Mo Shaoming didn't miss any expression on the man's face.

Seeing that he was silent, he took out a cigarette, lit it and handed it over.

Zong Yanzu reached out to take it, and took a deep breath.

Soon, blue smoke lingered in front of the two of them.

"Look." Zong Yanzu asked lightly, but his voice was two degrees lower than usual.

Mo Shaoming replied with a smile, "You asked me to do something, I have to make sure that the report is correct."

"So what are you going to do? Tell her?" Mo Shaoming changed his posture, but still stared at him.

Zong Yanzu stuffed the report back into the file bag, "Impossible."

"Afraid that she will be sad?"

"You don't understand." Zong Yanzu took a sharp breath, and the contents of Chu Yi's diary suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, "She has her obsession."

"So you want to protect her obsession?" Mo Shaoming smiled mockingly, "Do you really fall in love with her?"

In the same way, Chu Yi also asked a similar question not long ago.

love?

Everyone is chasing love.

Some people spend their entire lives just to get such illusory things.

But... what is love?