"You have quite a bit of rice, which makes me suspect that you don't want to get a divorce."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and said with great confidence.

Zhuo Jian immediately stuffed a large spoonful of rice into his mouth to prove that he really wanted to divorce.

But after she looked at him hard and chewed hard for a few times to prove her determination, she gradually stopped.

The radish in her stomach seemed to be unable to digest, and she suddenly wanted to vomit again, her face getting ugly.

Fu Yanye's eyes became more and more sharp, and soon after, she really ran to the bathroom again.

After she vomited, Fu Yanye took a glass of warm water and left.

Zhuo Jian looked at him after looking at the water cup and then blinked his eyes. Fu Yanye entered the kitchen.

The doctor said that we should proceed step by step.

He went to cut two more oranges and squeezed the juice.

But as soon as I turned around and went out, I saw her sitting at the dining table again.

“I just ate a lot of dishes.”

She said confidently when she looked at him.

Fu Yanye stood there for a long time with orange juice on his back, and suddenly smiled helplessly, then walked up and put the orange juice in front of her, "Do you still remember when you were a child? You and your father-in-law and mother-in-law were angry and didn't eat, so they went to find me to coax you

, Every time I say I will take you to play with you, you will eat a lot like this."

But she didn't vomit at that time.

And listened to him in particular.

"Now it's to kick you."

She said it without taking it seriously.

Despite those pasts, they are vaguely reappearing in front of their eyes.

Fu Yanye looked at her and was not in a hurry to respond to her.

"I will never be like that again."

For a long time, she couldn't stare at him and said this when she lowered her head.

Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, "Drink the orange juice before coming out."

He turned and left.

Zhuo Jian gradually looked at the glass of orange juice.

She likes to eat oranges the most and naturally likes to drink orange juice.

After she put the dishes in the dishwasher before returning to the living room, she saw that he was still there, and felt a little mixed in her heart and walked over.

Is he waiting for her?

What are you waiting for her to do?

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows, as if he was looking forward to something.

"I have wiped the dining table clean. I'll go upstairs to rest. Close the door when you leave."

Zhuo Jian said softly.

His eyes slowly dimmed.

Zhuo Jian turned around and left.

"Zhuo Jian."

She turned around and he spoke.

That sound, he called...

Heart-stirring.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, puzzled, "Hmm?"

"Good night."

His hand touched his ring, and after a while, he only forced out these two words.

Zhuo Jian saw that he didn't think he was meaningless, but he was unwilling to speculate on him, "Good night."

She left anyway, and went upstairs alone with her head down.

Only then did Fu Yanye look at her back and think she is extremely hateful.

But even though she was extremely hateful, he still...

After Zhuo Jian went upstairs, he looked at everything about the master bedroom, familiar and unfamiliar, and she actually returned here.

Moreover, he actually agreed to the divorce.

Now the real Fu Yanye agreed to her, she didn't think it was fake.

She took off her clothes and was in the darkness.

Later, for some time, she didn't like to turn on the lights when she entered the bedroom.

Turn off the light and take advantage of the little light outside.

Fu Yanye left for a long time and sent her a WeChat message.

After taking a shower, Zhuo Jian turned on his phone and looked at it. He opened WeChat and saw his unread reading, "Let's go."

Leaving?

Just like when he was young, he went to another person, and she would also go to another world.

But this time, she would no longer pretend to be him in her heart.

It must be.

——

The next morning, the sun had just risen, and she heard a familiar sound of breasts beside her. She slowly opened her eyes. In the huge house, there was finally someone she was familiar with, very quiet, and missed.

.

"Sweet Bao."

She raised her hand and gently stroked the end of the orange-sweet eyebrows, her eyes full of tenderness.

Chengtian danced happily, and she couldn't help laughing.

The door was opened from outside. She heard the sound and turned around and saw Fu Yanye wearing casual clothes walking in.

"Breakfast is about to be ready, get up?"

Fu Yanye is very natural.

Just like, they used to be together every morning.

Tall and upright, leisurely, clean and elegant, walked up to her.

Zhuo Jian pretended not to feel anything, looked down at his daughter and asked, "Get up, did you come back with your daughter?"

"Um."

Fu Yanye sat down beside the bed, leaned over to his daughter, and stroked her cheek.

The two people's hair seemed to be coming together, and they even showed a warm and romantic look in the scorching sun.

But as soon as he approached, Zhuo Jian felt uneasy and unhappy.

Why is he sitting on the bed?

It's really unconscious.

But seeing his eyes that loved his daughter so much, the unhappiness in his heart disappeared immediately.

He said: "Are you surprised?"

"Um?"

"When I wake up, I see my daughter."

He looked into her eyes with a gentle and expectant smile.

Zhuo Jian didn't know why her heart was beating so hard, but Chengtian suddenly laughed, which made her laugh and lie in front of her daughter. Before she knew it, she happily said: "She must be very surprised too."

, Do you think she would also dream of being with me?"

She couldn't help but guess what her daughter was thinking, and always felt that her daughter loved her like she loved her.

Fu Yanye couldn't take his gaze away when she looked at her chin and smirked.

She smiled, not like a mother, but more like...

When I was a kid.

Fu Yanye suddenly remembered that year.
To be continued...