[Shahai] Husband's Secret

Chapter 4

Is the Zhang Qiling in Wu Xie's mouth the Zhang Qiling in her dream?

But if the Zhang Qiling in Wu Xie's mouth has nothing to do with the amnesiac Zhang Qiling she saw in her dream, Qi Yu wouldn't believe it.The people around him slept peacefully, but Qi Yu didn't feel sleepy anymore.

She walked into the living room lightly and opened her notebook.

Zhang Qi Ling.

Qi Yu typed the person's name in the search bar, but found nothing.

After thinking about it, she deleted the word Zhang.Search again, and an explanation of the term jumped out.

Waking up refers to the process of lifting the coffin parked in the mourning hall and transporting it away.It is the first part of holding a series of funeral activities.

Word meaning:

1. Remove the spirit of the dead

2. The coffin is transported to the ground for burial

These two explanations didn't sound like they had any good intentions, Qi Yu touched his arm in the middle of the night.What kind of parent would name their child that.

When he was in a bad mood, Qi Yu decided to clean up.Their love nest is more than 140 square meters, which is enough for Qi Yu to sort out his mood while sweating.

When cleaning Wu Xie's study, Qi Yu couldn't help but focus on the paintings hanging on the opposite side of the bookshelf.She often saw this painting before, but when she looked at this painting again today, she stared at the person in the painting and felt very familiar.

Qi Yu stood in front of this painting, which was a very ordinary oil painting that looked old.Even if Qi Yu doesn't understand western painting, he can tell that the artistry of this painting is not very good, even very clumsy.

The whole painting is grey-yellow and looks dirty.The person in the painting is wearing a lama's clothes on the upper body and a Tibetan robe on the lower body.The brilliance of the sunrise shone on this person, and Qi Yu could see the large snow-capped mountains behind him.

Qi Yu subconsciously took the painting down, turned it over and saw a few words on the wooden board: 2010.11.25 Zhang Qiling.

Qi Yu took a deep breath, and felt that the face of Zhang Qiling, who had retrograde amnesia that Dr. Liang Wan had a crush on in the dream, gradually became clear, and it was completely coincident with the man in the portrait in front of him.

After a night of tenderness, my husband talked in his sleep and called another man's name. This kind of thing can be submitted to Tucao Jun, right?

Qi Yu felt her nose was sore, she looked at the man in the painting for a long time.It seemed that he had unconsciously touched a corner of Wu Xie's past, but Qi Yu was not in a good mood at all.

When Wu Xie woke up in the morning, he stretched out his hand subconsciously, but he didn't touch the little girl who was supposed to be sleeping next to him, and he suddenly woke up.Wu Xie opened his eyes, and found that the position beside him didn't even have any residual warmth. This person had been away for a long time.

If it was a nightmare, Qi Yu would definitely stare at him with big wet eyes and then crawl into his arms.If it was normal, Qi Yu should still be sleeping late at this time.

Then there was only one possibility, Wu Xie blocked his eyes with his arm.Qi Yu probably stayed up all night and went out early in the morning.

Wu Xie walked into the kitchen and found that the porridge had been kept warm in the pot.He noticed that the trash can was a mess, and the white things looked like un-raised dough.

Wu Xie washed her face, and planned to take advantage of this time to go back to the study to look at the photos she took.As soon as he opened the door of the study, Wu Xie noticed that the little brother's painting had been moved.

Wu Xie closed the door of the study and sat on the carpet in the living room, where Qi Yu's notebook was placed.Qi Yu always feels insecure, but what she doesn't know is that Wu Xie knows her better than she imagined.

The password for the notebook is 0305, which is his birthday.

Wu Xie skillfully opened the laptop, and the boot wallpaper was their wedding photo.There are very few softwares in Qi Yu's computer, except for writing software and watching video software, there is nothing else.

Wu Xie looked at the little girl asking him for a kiss in the photo and smiled, then opened the browser.His eyes stayed on Qiling's entry explanation for a long time, and then he closed the web page.

Qi Yu's last browsing record was image search. After Wu Xie clicked on the link, he found that what Qi Yu searched was the background snow mountain behind the little brother in the portrait oil painting.

The current search software is very useful, because Wu Xie found that Qi Yu had already got the answer he wanted to know: Karren Peak Snow Mountain.

Wu Xie feels that she needs a cigarette now, but Qi Yu has no choice but to clean up the house too cleanly to keep a cigarette.Wu Xie closed the browser, looked at the happy little girl in a wedding dress with deep eyes, and the man on the screen had an extremely complicated expression.

When Qi Yu came back with steaming steamed buns and pancakes, Wu Xie sat on the sofa with only a bath towel around him.He had just taken a shower and his hair was still dripping, and Qi Yu, who couldn't help but keep his eyes on Wu Xie, silently spurned himself in his heart.

Qi Yu put the stuffed buns and pies that were about to be pinched by himself on the plate, and then took out two bowls of porridge.After she finished all the work at home, she ran around the community for an hour, and her calves are still sore.

After all this was over, Qi Yu let Wu Xie sit on the carpet, while she sat on the sofa and dried his hair.Qi Yu inserted his fingers into Wu Xie's soft hair, and waited until his hair was half dry before turning it into a breeze.

Qi Yu was a little concerned about the scars on Wu Xie's body. She gently touched the scars on Wu Xie's back, and then it was difficult for herself to ask indifferently, "How did you get these injuries?" Xie could still feel that the little girl was very sad from her tone.

"I used to go on adventures with my third uncle. Because they were in very dangerous places, I got hurt." Wu Xie couldn't see Qi Yu's face, but he could feel the cold fingers caressing his scar tip.

What Qi Yu didn't know was that after marrying her, Master Wu Xiaofo would rarely put himself in danger.Because he wasn't going to come home with a bruise, and his little girl would be upset.

Qi Yu put his face on his shoulder, and Wu Xie stretched out his hand to hold Qi Yu's cold hand: "The temperature difference between morning and evening is huge, so I don't know how to wear more when going out."

Qi Yu put his arms around his neck, and said with a smile: "I'm hungry, I'm exhausted, carry me to eat." She said that her legs were not honest, kicking everywhere.

Wu Xie picked up his little girl on his back, and then held Qi Yu's two legs that were kicking everywhere: "Hey, you girl are not afraid of throwing off my bath towel and showing up to play hooligans."

The little girl's skin was smooth and elastic, and Wu Xie couldn't help touching it twice.

"I'm not afraid, it's called love between husband and wife in marriage. Mr. Wu, if you tear off the bath towel in front of others, that's called hooliganism." Qi Yu hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Hey, take it easy. If you push harder, this hug will turn into a chokehold." Wu Xie said and put Qi Yu on the chair. Qi Yu knew that Wu Xie never cared about this kind of thing, so he often Hang yourself on Wu Xie.

"My legs are very sore today, so Mr. Wu has to hug me wherever I go today." Although Qi Yu was acting like a baby, Wu Xie could see a trace of panic in Qi Yu's eyes, and she was very disturbed now.

"Why are your legs sore, I'll rub them for you later." Wu Xie's words made Qi Yu feel better, and she put her feet on Wu Xie's knees.Wu Xie looked at Qi Yu's frank face, only to realize that only he thought this action was an invitation from an adult.

"Hold me after kneading, okay?" Qi Yu said while putting down his legs and drinking porridge.

On the question of whether it is okay or not, how can a man deny it?

Wu Xie smiled and stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon: "Xiaoyu, don't you know if I can do it?"

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