The good pregnancy of marrying a man and a wife

Cheng Yishan asked Zhai Chengjue with a voice reader: "So you called me here just to let me listen to this?" Then he typed again: "I don't understand what is the point of your doing this." Finally, he turned his head and looked at Liang Songyang, He lowered his head and edited a text message on his phone to show Zhai Chengjue: "But I'm not worthy of your liking."

After finishing all this, he opened the door and went out. Liang Songyang reacted belatedly and chased after him, holding Cheng Yishan's wrist tightly: "Yishan, listen to me explain to you."

Cheng Yishan shook his head, pointed the phone screen at Liang Songyang: "Cheng Yiyi is coming back."

As soon as Cheng Yishan went out, Zhai Chengjue's text message chased him: "I didn't ask you to come!" Cheng Yishan was stunned for a moment, and after careful recollection, that text message was indeed not sent from Zhai Chengjue's number.

Then it was clear at a glance who it was that called him.

Cheng Yishan had never felt such anger before, but before he could react, another text message came into his phone, which contained nothing but a photo.

This is a selfie of Lu Yang. He is sitting on the edge of the bed arranging his tie for the camera. Cheng Yishan recognized the tie. He searched for it for a long time and spent a lot of money to buy it for Liang Songyang.On the bedside table next to Lu Yang, there was Liang Songyang's mobile phone, and on the bed behind Lu Yang, there was a person lying with his back to the camera.

It was a rare sunny day, walking under the bright sunshine, but Cheng Yishan felt cold all over his body.I keep telling myself repeatedly that falling in love is a trivial matter, and so is breaking up.In the era of fast-food love, there is no relationship that lasts for a long time. My fault is that I can't see my own position.

It is said that the best period of love is the ambiguous period when both parties test each other. Lang Youqing concubine intends to see each other through a layer of hazy window paper, and it seems that every move is full of provocative hints. , the other party always occupies the most important position in the heart.

But when the two get along day and night, problems that were previously invisible or ignored will pop up one by one, just like whack-a-mole, and they will never guess which hole the next gopher will come out of.

No matter how much Lu Yang tried to die, Cheng Yishan could ignore him, but he couldn't bear Liang Songyang's indifference and blindly gave his trust to others.Because of their attitude, it seems that Cheng Yishan has created a feeling of extreme disgust, that is, in this messy relationship, he seems to be playing a role like a third party, and he hates this.

What's the difference between the current Liang Songyang and that old bastard Cheng Zhong? After deceiving other people's feelings as if nothing had happened, he returned to the world of clothes and temples, and celebrated with his wife.As for my own mother, she clearly wanted to have a good relationship, but in the end she was given the notoriety of splitting the family, so whoever looked at her more.

Liang Songyang chased up from behind in his car, and slowly slowed down when he reached Cheng Yishan. He opened the car window and looked at Cheng Yishan: "Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Cheng Yishan didn't look at him all the time, just walked along the road on his own, and Liang Songyang followed slowly, chatting endlessly: "Why are you getting angry again? Can you be a little bit man. I treat him, I treat him That's just..." Liang Songyang paused, as if he was considering the appropriate wording, and finally said: "I really just feel guilty for him, I thought I killed him."

"Besides, Lu Yang has a boyfriend now, and he has his own new life. I don't want to and I won't bother him." Liang Songyang seemed to be at a loss for words, and he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "I know you are living What anger, I promise you that this kind of thing will never happen again, I swear."

Cheng Yishan walked while playing with his mobile phone, and Liang Songyang followed silently.When the two reached the corner, Cheng Yishan bent down and opened the car door, got in, and the car drove towards home.

After getting in the car, Cheng Yishan patted Liang Songyang on the shoulder, and pointed his mobile phone screen at Liang Songyang.

After Liang Songyang saw the person in the photo clearly, he was stunned suddenly, but what he said was beyond Cheng Yishan's expectation. Liang Songyang also took out his mobile phone, pulled out an identical photo to show Cheng Yishan, and asked He: "Why do you have this photo?"

Cheng Yishan didn't answer, but asked instead: "Why is your tie where he is?"

"It's not mine." Liang Songyang said without thinking, "He once saw that tie and said he liked it, and vowed to find one that was exactly the same, so he found it and sent me a photo to show off. .” Then he pointed to the man with his back exposed in the photo: “This should be his new boyfriend.”

Cheng Yishan stared at Liang Songyang's profile for a long time, and finally typed out only one sentence: "If you can't break up with Lu Yang, we will break up." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes tiredly and fell asleep.

Liang Songyang breathed a sigh of relief, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Then you have to break up with Xing Zhai in the future, that is not a good thing, just waiting to split other people's feelings."

Since Cheng Yishan was unable to speak, the two of them seemed to have not communicated for a long time, whether it was verbal or physical.After Liang Songyang got this knowledge, he regretted it very much, and wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with Cheng Yishan, even if he couldn't open his mouth.

As a result, after arriving home, Cheng Yishan moved a chair and put it in the living room, let Liang Songyang sit on it, and then moved the easel over by himself: "I will draw another portrait for you."

In the past, Cheng Yishan also liked to draw portraits of himself, including messy sketches and meticulous paintings, but this time he was the most serious.Liang Songyang didn't know what kind of signal this was, and his heart was pounding in his chest.

Liang Songyang couldn't help asking him: "Is it all right?"

Cheng Yishan froze for a moment, then nodded.Liang Songyang rubbed his shoulders and walked over to look at it. This time, Cheng Yishan painted with unprecedented seriousness, all kinds of color blocks were daubed and daubed, but every stroke was full of charm.

Liang Songyang saw himself in the picture, wearing a heavy coat, with a sweet and natural smile on the corner of his mouth. In the rectangular composition, Liang Songyang only occupied the right half, with the huge and beautiful London Eye behind him.Cheng Yishan typed and explained to him: "A camera is no match for a paintbrush, because a painter can fabricate everything."

Liang Songyang pointed to the blank left half of the painting and asked him: "Is this place yours?"

"Guess." Cheng Yishan smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, turned his head and continued to complete his creation.

It took more than four hours to sit down. Liang Songyang felt very strange, and it was not an important matter. Is it necessary to race against time like this?But thinking of Cheng Yishan's emphasis on his own work, Liang Songyang still didn't say much, just said with a smile: "I will take you there when I arrange a time."

Cheng Yishan showed a smiling face, hooked his fingers towards Liang Songyang, and after Liang Songyang bent down, he tilted his head and kissed him on the face.

Liang Songyang answered another phone call in the afternoon and hurried out.After Liang Songyang's background completely disappeared, Cheng Yishan, who was sitting upright in front of the easel, did not look back, and painted a girl with warm colors stroke by stroke.

Cheng Yishan knew that he was drawing Cheng Yiyi, but the soul of this character was himself, because no one would look at Liang Songyang so intently again, and no one could treat him as well as he did.

You can tell how much you love someone by looking at their eyes.