Chapter 603

Xiaomeng looked around, then stopped, as if she had seen her.

Just blink and look at it carefully.

Wei Zi bit her lip and smiled at her gently, but the next moment, Chen Yuanyuan reached out to hold Xiaomeng and teased Xiaomeng to talk. Xiaomeng didn't look at her anymore.

Her beloved men and children, she doesn't have close proximity. Now looking at them, they feel strange. Their world is far away from her now.

She had no face to step forward and watched others holding her child and talking and laughing with her ex husband.

Coughing uncontrollably, she lowered her head and turned to cough, so that tears came out.

I'm hurt. I can't even look at it anymore.

Looking up again, they must be gone, but she didn't want to follow.

He took a taxi to his apartment, covered it with a quilt and slept soundly.

Wei Zi pushed the matter, and Mo Qianxun felt strange. Why did Wei Zi, a workaholic, suddenly do this? There must be something wrong.

Worried about calling her, Ji Xiaobei said, "people also need to rest. Everyone always has a little privacy. Don't interfere in everything. It's better to give her some space."

"You're right. Let her have a rest. I'm a little embarrassed to see her so tired."

"Who dares to say you." Ji Xiaobei has never been a low-key wind.

"I'm sorry, isn't it?" she glanced at him: "Ji Xiaobei, look, I designed this dress myself. Is it nice?"

Ji Xiaobei took a look: "it's good-looking. Chihiro is the material of design. The clothes you designed are also the best."

She was a little speechless: "I shouldn't have asked you, you have no eyes." in his mouth, he couldn't ask what her shortcomings were.

However, he still said boldly: "my good vision in Ji Xiaobei's life is to catch you, so I don't have to take care of anything else. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

"Xiaobei, now I think I'm really happy. We can live forever."

"Naturally." he smiled, "you are mine in the next life."

"But I'm still worried about Wei Zi."

"If she doesn't come to work tomorrow, it's not too late for you to worry."

She thought about it, but she was always worried about Wei Zi. Wei Zi was worried, but she refused to say anything. She didn't want to say anything. A person was suffering a lot.

Love her ah, a woman so young, but so persistent, her life is still so long, how to cross these scars.

The next morning, he still didn't see Wei Zi coming to work. Ji Xiaobei had a meeting in his company. Chihiro went to Wei Zi's office to find Wei Zi's spare key and drove to her small apartment to find her.

The small place is not very good. It's noisy below. There are many tenants in this area. Wei Zi has the conditions to live better, but she has to choose to be here. She's still abusing herself.

Got out of the car, went up according to the address and opened the door.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol in the room was still very strong. There was not even a fruit over the table. There were several bags of instant noodles in the small kitchen, and then I didn't see anything.

Chihiro opened the heavy curtain, let the white sunshine come in, scattered the dirty air here, looked at Wei Zi sleeping under the quilt, and simply pulled open her quilt.

Wei Zi blocked the sun with one hand and narrowed her eyes: "it's so bright. It's too dazzling. Pull it up, pull it up."

"The sound is really tight. Did you catch a cold and take an injection and medicine?"

Wei Zimi looked at Chihiro: "I'm kidding. Who likes injections and medicine."

"The mouth is still so powerful, but look at you, Wei Zi. Take a mirror and look at yourself. You are haggard and tight. You don't know what it looks like." seeing that she doesn't cherish herself, moqianxun is a little angry.

Wei Zi sat up and leaned against the bed.

My throat was burning like a fire and it hurt like hell.

"Sister Qianxun, you don't have to worry about me. I'm a vigorous grass. I used to have a major cold every April. Don't you know how many colds I have every year? In fact, this proves that I'm healthy. If I don't catch a cold, it's a serious disease."

"Oh, Wei Zi, tell me what I can do for you. Don't go on like this, OK?" she sat by the bed and looked at her painfully.

Wei Zi's heart was sour and her tears almost slipped down.

But after thinking about it, he still smiled: "you just let me have a good sleep. Really, every time I feel uncomfortable, I will have a good sleep, and then wake up and there will be no big deal."

"You." Chihiro sighed, "I really don't know what you're thinking. Look at yourself."

"I really don't think much. Don't worry, sister Qianxun. I have a cold now. I'll have nothing to do if I sleep for a while and have a rest."

"Then you rest."

She got up and poured her some water. She found that there was not a drop left in the kettle.

Wei Zi really doesn't care about herself. If she is thirsty, she will directly deliver the water to drink.

Chihiro shook his head reluctantly and burned hot water. Then he washed the pot that looked very new and put rice on it to cook porridge.

When I opened the refrigerator, it was almost empty. In addition to some expired raw bread and a few packets of instant noodles, the most was wine.

Wei Zi can't go on like this. She probably doesn't dare to move forward and can't put it on. Then her sister will talk about it for her.

I went down and bought some medicine. The porridge was almost ready.

She filled Wei Zi with porridge and watched her eat porridge and medicine before she went down.

I didn't go far. I called downstairs.

Gu huaimo's mobile phone was soon connected. It was still a cold word: "what's up?"

"Yes, Gu huaimo, I haven't asked Wei Zi, and she won't say what happened between you and her. Now she won't love herself at all."

Gu huaimo calmed down for a while and said calmly, "that's her business."

"She cares about you very much, so she can't put it on. Do you still love Wei Zi?"

"We have divorced. You don't know about it. Do you think it's appropriate for you to ask me this question now?" he said: "divorced, talk about love."

"Is that love or not?" Chihiro asked again.

Gu huaimo really doesn't want to answer this question.

Thought for a long time: "if you only ask these things when you call, Mrs. Ji, I think our friendship is not so deep, and it's not time to call and ask these questions. Please forgive me for my emotional problems."