Song Qinghuan didn't know whether he was escaping.
But she knew that if this was the true image of Yuhan and her marriage, she would not accept it.
Shi Yuhan married her for sichen's sake. That would make her feel that everything happened after she married Shi Yuhan, like a joke that can laugh off her big teeth. Shi Yuhan's good and bad to her would also become extremely sharp.
When Mu deep gentle eyes, light down, cover up the bottom of the eyes shining light.
When he turned his back to song Qinghuan, a strange smile suddenly appeared in the corner of his mouth. Some things can be explained in a variety of ways.
At lunch time, song Qinghuan sat by the side of shiyuhan, always paying attention to shiyuhan and sichen.
From the beginning to the end, Yuhan did not glance at sichen, as if he were a stranger.
And Si Chen has been staring at the cold, that look to have more resentment.
If it wasn't for what happened between Shi Yuhan and him, how could he look at Shi Yuhan with such eyes.
Song Qinghuan didn't know what to eat, so he took two mouthfuls of rice and went back to his room first.
She got up so early today that she wanted to take a nap.
But lying on the bed, the brain is chaotic ruthlessly, the heart is grasped by what, it is difficult to fall asleep at all.
After thinking about a lot of things, the more I think about it, the more I feel worried. I always feel that shiyuhan doesn't look at sichen. It's not that I don't want to see it, but that I'm avoiding something.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep. After half a sound, he opened it again. When he opened it, he found that shiyuhan didn't know when he would come back. He also sat on the bed and looked at her with deep eyes.
She knows that the bed has been sat down. Song Qinghuan resents himself for being too careless.
When the cold deep eyes, straight down on her face, bent over to hold her in his arms.
Song Qinghuan has no time to protest, when Yuhan's kiss has fallen on her forehead, bone deep Bingxin degree, let shiyuhan frown.
He put out his hand and rubbed it. Song Qinghuan's cold cheek said, "what's the matter with you? Are you still so cold in the quilt?"
Song Qinghuan wants to push him away, hands against the strong chest, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."
When the cold seizes the cool little hand, and then kisses on the lips, whispers: "should be no good rest, sleep, I accompany you."
Song Qinghuan looked at his expressionless face, but said such soft words. He was really puzzled, wondering whether all this was disguised.
If it's not camouflaged, then when he does these things, who does he take her as?
Si Chen?
At the moment, in Song Qinghuan's heart, he only felt that Shi Yuhan and Si Chen had really happened.
And it's unforgettable.
When Yuhan saw that she had been staring at herself strangely, her deep eyes narrowed slightly: "but you have something to say to me?"
Song Qinghuan pursed her lips. It seemed that she wanted to say something, but she did have something to say.
But after thinking about it, she swallowed it back.
Shi Yuhan asked again, with dignity: "but what did sichen say to you?"
When he asked this, song Qinghuan didn't know what his state of mind was. He always felt that Shi Yuhan was admitting in disguise what had happened to him and sichen.
In a word, this idea, like the devil, is about to devour her whole mind.
She moved her eyes and looked at the roof for a long time before forcing herself to make a sound: "when it's cold, it doesn't mean you don't pay attention to me anymore. Why do you treat me like this now?"