This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 1787 Huo Zhuyan comes to Longhuai!

  The night is thick and cloudy.

  Longhuai weather is always rainy and humid in this season.

   Approaching eleven o'clock in the evening, Ling Wanxing still had no sleep.

  He has been sitting in front of the hotel’s floor-to-ceiling windows, swallowing mist with a cigar.

  After returning from the afternoon, his mood has always been complicated.

  Probably Su Yujing’s words are too straightforward, making it very difficult for him to escape.

  He pondered for a whole afternoon, and when his thoughts became clearer, he finally realized that he did not understand Wantong at all.

  Which color of clothes she likes, what tone of food she likes, or even what she likes, Ling Wanxing knows nothing about all this.

  Throughout the past twenty years of getting along with each other, all the bits and pieces he can recall are all the company and care of Wantong by his side.

  As for himself, he seems to have been lingering in the company all year round, and once he was very busy at work, he would pass away Wantong for twenty years.

  Ling Wanxing stared at the cigar in his hand, the red light that was clearly extinguished was the same as his mood, uneasy and uneasy.

  Relying on her deep love, so she has kept giving for so many years.

   Looking back at himself, he never seemed to stop for her for a moment.

  Love or not love, he can't tell the feeling.

For men between the ages of    and forty years old, he only had a young love with Huo Zhuyan at the age of eighteen.

  Later, he embraced Huanhuan, and he forced himself to grow up, trying to become a father and a responsible mature man.

   also happened to be at that time, Wan Tong appeared.

  They are together naturally, that gentle woman can always soothe all his melancholy and perplexity in countless late nights.

  So, I gradually got used to her company, and then I gave birth to the white-headed idea.

  Ling Wanxing is not sure if this is love.

  He sighed heavily, took the cigar and lit some cigarette ashes.

   Raindrops smashed down outside the window, hitting the glass window, and knocking on his nerves.

   "Buzz—"

  At this moment, the mobile phone on the short round table rang suddenly.

  Ling Wanxing cast his sights, and when he saw the caller ID above, his fingers were in the air for some reason.

  Caller: Xiaozhu.

  He watched the phone vibrate slightly on the table without an instant, but he gave up the idea of ​​picking up the phone.

  If she hadn't come back suddenly, she and Wan Tong would not be where they are today.

   Blame her, blame her, it is an inevitable emotion.

  This woman once appeared in his youthful and ignorant years with the most beautiful posture.

  Afterwards, it was like a flash in the world.

  Since there are difficulties, why bother to come back? !

  Ling Wanxing put the cigar on the ashtray, leaned on the sofa and raised his forehead irritably.

  The vibration of the phone stopped, but it continued to ring soon.

  Ling Wanxing ignored it, sitting alone in the cold suite, experiencing all the strange and complicated feelings.

  This evening, Huo Zhuyan called him seven times, but Ling Wanxing did not answer it.

   Including the text messages she sent, he didn't click on it either.

  Later, Ling Wanxing unknowingly leaned on the sofa and fell asleep. It was not until early the next morning that he was awakened by a call from Licheng, who informed him that Huo Zhuyan had come to Longhuai.

  At this time, at half past seven in the morning.

  Ling Wanxing hung up the phone and rubbed the phone screen, squinting suspiciously. What is she doing in Longhuai?

  Since there is no divorce, why bother to act in front of him again and again? !

  Ling Wanxing, although not high in EQ, had previously listened and believed Huo Zhuyan’s words as the truth.

  But under the reminder of so many brothers, it is impossible for him to pretend not to know anything.

  (End of this chapter)