Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

The night is deep.

Zhou Weiwei suddenly woke up from her sleep.

She was dreaming.

I dreamed that Xiang Yangkai and a woman whose appearance could not be seen clearly were having a storm on the cruise ship.

Warm sunshine, clear water, two overlapping figures on the spacious deck...

Zhou Weiwei woke up with a particularly suffocating feeling.

My whole body was sweating, and my heart was beating very hard in the dark night.

Even though she knew the dreams were all fake, her heart was still twisted together like a mess.

After all, dreams are a reflection of reality. She thinks about it every day and dreams about it at night.

Even more afraid of the nightmare coming true.

She took out her mobile phone and hesitated whether to call Xiang Yangkai.

She didn't make up her mind until the phone was warm in her hands.

She suddenly hated herself for being so indecisive.

When she was with Dai Hongyi, she indulged in this relationship countless times, and she was like seaweed at the bottom of the sea. She could only look up at the sunlight penetrating the sea water, but could not breathe the oxygen she longed for.

He wanted to break away countless times, but he couldn't let go of the man he loved and stayed where he was.

Later, she shed some skin and broke away from this bad relationship.

She spent a long time recovering from her injuries, even leaving her homeland to work as a volunteer doctor in a remote and backward place.

Later, she slowly came out of this painful relationship. She told herself at that time that she would never fall in love again.

When she started her relationship with Xiangyang, she always regarded herself as the superior one.

The wedding day was impulsive, but she was already prepared for the worst.

She thought that the worst outcome was nothing more than divorce. She could bear this worst outcome, so she could love and experience to her heart's content without having to be tied down and look forward and backward.

And how cowardly is her behavior now, with heart palpitations and shortness of breath, clutching the phone tightly but not daring to make a call?

Thinking of this, Zhou Weiwei found Xiang Yangkai's number directly from the call history and dialed it without hesitation.

In the silent night, the beeping sound of the phone, waiting to be answered, seemed to be magnified to the maximum extent. Every time it rang, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.

It wasn't until the cold and mechanical female voice of the system reminded that the call was temporarily unanswered that the hammer that weighed on my heart subsided.

And she suddenly lost the mood to call again.

After the fight, he was relieved. If there was something wrong with Xiangyang's happiness, he should be the one who should feel guilty and suffer from insomnia.

She is open and honest, and even if the relationship ends in divorce, it is not her fault.

She doesn't need to feel guilty, the person who feels guilty should be the person who didn't cherish this marriage.

Zhou Weiwei suddenly felt sleepy, so she turned off her phone and fell asleep.

After a while, I thought of something and touched my cell phone. I turned it off and stuffed it under the pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.

Zhou Weiwei did not dream in the second half of the night and slept soundly until dawn. It was not until the alarm bell rang at seven in the morning that she slowly woke up.

But she didn't go to work until 3:30 this afternoon, so she turned off the alarm clock and continued to sleep.

Just when I was about to go on a date with Duke Zhou again, my phone vibrated again.

She was a little annoyed, so she took the phone and opened one eye to look at it, and saw the call was from Xiang Yang.

Her heart moved slightly, so she directly set her phone to silent mode and continued to sleep.

But now she was getting more and more awake as she slept, Zhou Weiwei stubbornly closed her eyes.

It felt like a long time passed, so she took out her phone and saw that only five minutes had passed, and Xiang Yang's fifth call also came in.

She finally gave in, picked up the phone and said hello.

"Where are you?" Xiang Yangkai's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

"At home."

"Open the door."

"Ok?"

"I'm at the door, but you locked the door. I can't get in even with the password or key."

Zhou Weiwei was a little confused.

After sitting on the bed for a while, I finally realized what was going on. I quickly put on my slippers and went downstairs to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Xiang Yangkai with red eyes and a pitiful look on his face standing outside the door.

Just when Zhou Weiwei was about to say something, Xiang Yangkai hugged Zhou Weiwei and said aggrievedly: "You turned off your phone in the middle of the night and didn't answer the door when you knocked on the door. I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Zhou Weiwei didn't expect Xiang Yang to come back from the meeting in the middle of the night. She was so shocked that she couldn't help teasing him: "Did you do something wrong to make you think I don't want you?"

"I...I didn't."

Xiang Yangkai didn't want to admit it, and Zhou Weiwei didn't bother to get to the bottom of it. She shrugged: "I definitely won't let you go for no reason. I just turned off my phone because it ran out of power. I locked the door for safety reasons. As for the knock on the door, I really didn't hear it." Hear it, maybe the house is too soundproof, or I slept too deeply.”

Zhou Weiwei said as she distanced herself from Xiang Yang and looked into his eyes: "But why did you suddenly come back?"

"I didn't receive your call. I couldn't contact you when I went back. I was worried that something would happen to you, so I came back overnight."

"You are stupid!" Zhou Weiwei laughed, "What can happen to me? I just wanted to say good night to you, but my phone happened to be low on battery and shut down, so I charged it and went to sleep."

Xiang Yangkai kissed Zhou Weiwei on the face: "I hope you're okay. Are you in the middle shift today?"

"Ah."

"Then you sleep with me."

"I've had enough sleep...well..."

Xiang Yangkai had very good physical strength, and he bent and bent Zhou Weiwei horizontally and vertically. When Zhou Weiwei became difficult to breathe, she thought that Xiang Yangkai had not done anything to regret herself, otherwise he wouldn't have such physical strength.

Zhou Weiwei wanted to accompany Xiang Yangkai and quietly get out of bed after Xiang Yangkai fell asleep. However, she accidentally fell asleep and was later woken up by hunger.

She walked downstairs quietly, toasted a sandwich, made a cup of instant coffee and drank while eating. Soon she heard a cell phone ringing in the living room.

She walked over and found the mobile phone from the coat that Xiang Yangkai took off.

As soon as she picked it up, the call ended. At a glance, she saw a dozen missed calls, each from two different numbers.

And they are all numbers that are not stored.

Zhou Weiwei thought for a moment, then took her phone upstairs, lay down in Xiang Yangkai's ear and whispered, "Wake up, wake up."

Xiang Yangkai opened his eyes a little, took Zhou Weiwei into his arms, and pulled her to the bed.

Zhou Weiwei supported the edge of the bed: "Let go first, there are two people calling you all the time, maybe there is something important."

Only then did Xiang Yangkai wake up. He took out his cell phone and looked at it casually, then put it back on the bed and said, "It's a call from the team."

"Oh, please reply. It may be something important."

"It's just some mechanical problems. Whenever they can't figure it out, they will call me like crazy. But now I have to spend time with my wife, and they have to learn to explore themselves, so it doesn't hurt to leave them alone."

Zhou Weiwei said: "But don't you save your colleagues' mobile phone numbers?"

"Well, I usually communicate in the group, and most of my private conversations are through WeChat."

Zhou Weiwei knew that this statement was probably false, but she did not expose it in the end.