Chapter 1067

What is home?

According to the literary point of view, home is a harbor of happiness, a place where you can tear off a strong mask after being injured outside, cry recklessly and vent your grievances, and a bright light in the cold night.

In a more realistic way, home is called home because there are people you love or love at home.

Only in this way can home be called home. If there is no one you love or love, the decoration of that place is only a five-star hotel.

But I've never heard of anyone. He regards a five-star hotel as his home.

Does Sun Gang love Zhang Yi?

In those days before and after marriage, I still love him very much. When Zhang Yi thinks of him, he will feel at home.

But now?

That man may still love her, but that love has deteriorated and turned into a sharp knife, which can stab countless scars on Zhang Yi's heart every time.

A place without its own love and people who love itself can no longer be called home.

So when Zhang Yi was exhausted and needed a warm harbor to mediate her state of mind, she found that she had no home. At present, she just changed from her work unit to another office.

In the work unit, she has to fight with Miao Dehai openly and secretly. When she returns to that office, she has to deal with Sun Gang -- can she not be tired?

Zhang Yi, sitting in the back of the car, looked at the night scene of the rapid backward sliding outside the window. His face was numb and his eyes were dull. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Lao Wang, who was driving, took a look at the leader in the rearview mirror and slightly relaxed the accelerator to make the car as stable as possible.

Han Miao, the co pilot, kept sneaking a look at her.

Compared with Lao Wang, Han Miao, who works as a secretary, knows that the leader is facing the second major crisis in her officialdom, no less than her retreat in southern Sichuan county.

However, Han Miao is just a little secretary. He really has no ability to help the leaders. The only thing he can do is pray for her in his heart and pray that she can cross this barrier safely.

The car stopped. Han Miao turned back and said softly, "sister Yi, I'm home."

Still looking at Zhang Yi in a daze outside, his eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a withered smiling face: "Lao Wang, send Han Miao home safely."

"Leader, I know."

Lao Wang, who didn't talk much, nodded and agreed.

Han Miao, who got off first, opened the door for Zhang Yi. When she came out, she whispered, "sister Yi, why don't I stay tonight?"

Han Miao took the initiative to stay because she was worried about the conflicts between Zhang Yi and Sun Gang when Zhang Yi was in a bad mood. Now it was after zero. You can see that the light in the yard was still on from the outside, which proved that Sun Gang had not slept and was waiting for Zhang Yi to go home.

After midnight, the husband was waiting for his wife who came home late because of work. When she came in, he booed her, dropped her shoulders and hit her back, and complained that she ignored her health for work - thinking about these, he would feel warm in his heart.

But in fact, it's not like this. Han Miao knows that Sun Gang hasn't gone to bed yet. That's because he is waiting to question Zhang Yi: why do you go home so late and fool around with someone outside? Don't tell me that you go home late for work. Will millions of people be unable to eat without the mayor of Tang Dynasty?

Zhang Yi was very clear why han Miao said to stay. He forced a smile and shook his head again: "no, you go home early. Your family must be waiting for you. Have you called you four or five times?"

On the way back, Han Miao's boyfriend called several times and she deducted it in time.

When she doesn't answer the phone, she always withholds it. Her boyfriend will be even more worried.

Zhang Yi's voice didn't fall. The mobile phone in Han Miao's left hand lit up again.

"Well, call him back first to reassure him. Don't worry, I'll be fine -- Lao Wang, pay attention to safety on the road. "

Zhang Yi smiled and raised his hand, patted Han Miao on the shoulder, and raised his feet to the gate.

When she took out the key to open the door, she heard Han Miao's low voice behind her: "what are you always calling? Are you crying or hungry? Do you want your aunt to feed you? Go away, don't coax me with these sweet words. I tell you, just wait for me to go back and let you kneel on the keyboard, you boring smelly fellow! "

How nice.

Hearing the little secretary talking to the phone "Xiangfu", Zhang Yi smiled sincerely, opened the door and went in.

The yard was quiet. The door of the living room was half closed. There was no sound of TV. Sun Gang didn't stand at the door "waiting for her" as Zhang Yi thought.

Maybe he's asleep?

Zhang Yi was relieved when he thought of it.

She was exhausted in the unit. After most of the whole day and half of the night, what she wanted to do most at present was to throw herself on the sofa in the living room without taking a bath or taking off her clothes. She fell asleep. She really didn't want to be questioned by Sun Gang.

Zhang Yi raised his hand to push the door, but the action stopped.

Looking in from the half closed door, Zhang Yi saw two men.

One, of course, is her husband Sun Gang, and the other, Guo Yiqin, who hasn't seen each other for a long time.

Zhang Yi remembered very clearly that one day long ago, when she came back, she saw Guo Yiqin suddenly appear in her house and sit opposite her husband. Sun Gang curled up in the corner of the sofa like a frightened child.

At that time, when she saw that behind the scenes, she felt incomparable pain. Like a mother animal protecting her cubs, she held Sun Gang in her arms and stared at Guo Yiqin with fierce eyes.

Now, God as like as two peas, Guo Yiqin and Sun Gang, the faces and expressions on their faces are almost identical to the last time.

Guo Yiqin put his left elbow on the sofa side, crossed his legs, held a cigarette in his right hand, with a smile on his face, and his eyes swept around Sun Gang.

Sun Gang curled up in a corner of the sofa, his head hung low, his hands folded in the middle of his legs, motionless, like a criticized landlord.

Oh, it's really different from last time: Sun Gang still has several fingerprints on his left cheek. According to the color and swelling of the fingerprints, it should have been more than ten minutes.

There is a broken bottle of wine on the ground, and the smell of Baijiu is much better than that of perfume.

"Zhang, Zhang Yi!"

In the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Yi appearing at the door. Sun Gang looked up like a great Savior, but he touched Guo Yiqin's fierce and gloomy eyes, which seemed to be smiling, and quickly lowered his head again.

Guo Yiqin suddenly appeared at Zhang Yi's house. Sun Gang, who was boasting with a wine bottle, was very angry and threw his hand away. Guo Yiqin dodged and raised his hand to slap him in the face and let him sit on the sofa as a landlord -- Zhang Yi can think of this without too much brain.

If it was the last time, Zhang Yitie would run to Sun Gang, hold him tightly in his arms like guarding his children, and then loudly ask Guo Yiqin why he broke into the house and dared to fight her husband. Is there no royal law?

She didn't this time.

Although she had seen from the moment Sun Gang looked up, how much he needed her to protect him, like a child bullied outside and seeing his mother.

You are like a child and I am like a mother. Do you need me to protect you?

ha-ha.

Zhang Yi smiled in his heart, opened the door, walked into the living room, hung the small bag on the clothes hanger behind the door, and took down his crystal slippers from the shoe cabinet.

When Zhang Yi was changing shoes, he could clearly see Guo Yiqin from the corner of his eye. He stared at her snow-white little feet with her silk stockings removed, and took a man's "that" unique look when he saw a woman show her feet.

It's not too much to say that it's obscenity. It's possible to rush over and throw her to the ground at any time, tear her clothes with the most rude and savage actions, and dry her in front of Sun Gang.

Zhang Yi was afraid -- but he had an inexplicable expectation.

She expects Guo Yiqin to become an animal, abuse her heartily, and guard her husband who 'loves her' so much.

She knew better that this kind of idea of her was unacceptable. It was not the idea that a good woman should have. She should look up and stare at the man fiercely and warn him: if you dare to touch me, I'll fight with you!

But why did she think it was ridiculous that she really wanted to do that?

It's really funny, otherwise she wouldn't deliberately slow down when changing shoes, and specially let her little feet imprisoned by silk stockings all day stretch comfortably, just like a bathing beauty stretching.

Looking at her little feet, Zhang Yi felt proud: although she is in her early thirties this year, she usually dresses up as old-fashioned and neutral for work reasons. Her figure and skin are not lost to those twenty-eight young women. If she wears trendy clothes, she is definitely an urban beauty.

Guo Yiqin didn't rush over. He sat there without hiding the lust in his eyes. He looked at her greedily. He didn't care about Sun Gang's eyes secretly trying to kill him.

Although Sun Gang is not a man, he is loyal to his daughter-in-law, but he is higher than most men. However, he is very afraid of Guo Yiqin. He can only be cruel secretly, but he dare not act rashly.

"Don't you know that it is a crime to break into a house and beat the owner without the permission of the owner?"

Zhang Yi finally changed his shoes, went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of cold drink, leaned on it, looked at Guo Yiqin calmly, opened his mouth and bit the straw.

"As long as I am in China, no matter where I go, I don't need anyone's consent. Anyone who dares to stop and try to attack me will be punished as I want to give him. This is my privilege. "

In the face of Zhang Yi's question, Guo Yiqin said lightly. After strangling the cigarette butts in the ashtray, his eyes left the woman's feet, crossed her waist and chest recklessly, and finally landed on the pretty face that seemed to have a faint blush.

Since Guo Yiqin said that this is his privilege, it must be his privilege. According to his identity, there is no need to lie to Zhang Yi.

"Well, even if you have such a privilege, I have the right to appeal to the relevant departments."

Zhang Yi didn't care about privilege with him. He said, "what's the matter with you when you come to my house late at night?"

"You go out first."

Guo Yiqin didn't answer Zhang Yi's words and looked at Sun Gang.

Sun Gang didn't respond.

It seems that he is the one and only owner of the family. It's unreasonable for an uninvited guest to come late at night and stare at his wife for more than half a day to let him go out and let them live in a room.

"I don't want to say it a third time. You go out first."

The smile on Guo Yiqin's face did not weaken at all, but his tone sounded more gloomy.

Sun Gang jerked at the corners of his mouth and looked up at Zhang Yi.

He hoped that his wife would stand up and scold Guo Yiqin for being so overbearing.

Zhang Yi is drinking cold drinks with his head down. His red mouth bites the straw. It looks so sexy.

Sun Gang swallowed hard, stood up and walked out of the living room.