Alai sat in front of the dresser for a long time, and finally dropped his eyes, as if he had made a decision.

Gently out of breath, turned around from the cabinet took out a suitcase, spread out on the bed, and then began to pack up clothes and daily supplies.

She thought maybe they really should be apart for a while. She didn't want to be pushed forward by him, as if she had no choice.

Though he thought so, Alai knew it.

Doesn't she just have no choice?

Whether Yin Shaolong is guilty, owes, or really to her.

He would never let her go easily.

Otherwise, how could he have tried so hard to get her divorced from Yufei?

Although thinking like this, but the action of his hands did not stop. Alai was absent-minded and folded the clothes one by one into the trunk. After several minutes, he seemed to have no patience to fold them. He casually pulled several pieces and threw them in, then put some daily necessities in, and then closed the box.

The hanghang's things are in another room, but Yufei has a lot of navigation things there. If he is not allowed to stay in Yufei for another period of time, after all, she and Yin Shaolong's state of affairs will only make the sensitive children even more uneasy.

And that's exactly what she didn't want.

She has been running around since childhood. She has not really experienced the father's and mother's love, and has never had a fully happy family. In fact, she has been working hard to give the airline a complete and warm home.

However, he didn't want to open his mouth from Yin Shaolong, and all this was in disorder.

Alai sighed and stopped thinking. After all, she had no time to feel for what had happened.

About twenty minutes later, Alai's box had been packed and put by the bed.

Alai pulled the pull rod of the box with one hand, but his eyes fell on the music box of the dressing table. His eyes could not help but feel a little trance, as if he remembered a scene.

Gently released his hand, Alai stepped forward and held the music box in his hand. He didn't know what he thought of. A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was very beautiful.

Gently fiddle with the turntable, the music box made a short sound, clear and pleasant.

Finally, Alai put the music box back on the dresser and put the wooden carved little girl on the turntable into his bag.

Opening the door, before moving a step, I saw a man standing in front of the door. His eyes had already leaped over her and landed on the suitcase beside her.

Alai gently avoided his eyes and was silent for a moment. Finally, he dragged the suitcase by him without saying a word.

Yin Shaolong's body was in a trance for a moment. In the moment when he passed by, he was inexplicably frightened, as if from now on, he seemed to lose her again!

No, no!

Subconsciously, Yin Shaolong grabs her wrist. It's very hard. It seems that even the air can't escape from his fingers.

Alai's throat was blocked. He lowered his eyes and said, "from the beginning, we didn't start in a normal state, but now it seems to be just an inevitable result. I think we should separate for a period of time to calm down and take good care of ourselves."

She tried to break his hand.

Yin Shaolong didn't say a word, but he just clung to her. He didn't even have time to think whether he would be allergic again.

Alai didn't speak immediately, just looked at the big hand quietly.