Wen Chuan pretended to be worried and kneaded his eyebrows. "Can ordinary people at least guarantee the standard of three meals a day? As for me, I have three meals. When can I catch up with you in one day? "
“……”
Blue birch curled his mouth, "at the beginning of affectation for a while cool, now be choked regret heartbroken."
Wen Chuan
It's so wet.
Blue birch yawns, turns off the light, lies prone in Wen Chuan's arms and gradually falls asleep.
He kisses her soft hair and closes his eyes.
After that day, Lan Hua stopped playing and thought to herself that her relationship with Wen Chuan had been completed. She could make a big progress.
So, a few days later, blue birch pretended to ask unintentionally, "little mosquito, is your mother's birthday coming soon?"
Wen Chuan, half leaning on the bedside, turned a page of book in front of him.
Blue birch sat in front of the dressing mirror, patting skin care products on her face, "doesn't she have a birthday party?"
Wen Chuan did not raise her head. "She didn't like noisy occasions, but she should invite the godmother's family to get together."
Blue birch bit her lip and expressed her thoughts in a roundabout way. She pretended to be shy and said, "you and I are both married. I want to see your mother's birthday. The gifts are ready to make sure she likes it."
Wen Chuan's action suddenly, raised his eyes.
He knows what Lan Hua means. Once he meets the parents of both sides, his relationship with her is open, which indirectly means that their agreement marriage has become a normal marriage.
His silence made Lan Hua's heart sink. She tried to keep the smile on her face and asked, "what do you think?"
"I think Next time. " Wen Chuan's eyes flashed, and there was a trace of carelessness in his tone.
After they made up, Wen Chuan also understood his feelings for her, but it may have something to do with his cautious character, which is related to a lifetime of things, and he still needs a little time to think about it.
"Good."
Wen Yan said that the heart of blue birch fell into the abyss of the abyss. She put on a good mask and lay down beside Wen Chuan, slowly closing her eyes.
The milky white face covered her face. Wen Chuan couldn't see her expression at this time. He pressed down the words he wanted to explain. He put the book on the bedside table, lying down and hugging her delicate body, kissing her ears.
This movement with comfort, with pity, and a little subtle tenderness.
Blue birch did not nest in his arms as before. She curled up and looked at the snow-white wall. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, which made her feel suffocated.
This night, she lost sleep and was very restless. When she woke up again, she subconsciously touched the position beside her. It was cold. It seemed that Wen Chuan had been away for a long time.
She got out of bed with her hair scattered, and looked at the "wedding photos" hanging on the wall. The smile on her face, which was painted on the wall, seemed to be more ironic at the moment.
Ridicule her whimsical.
She breathed out and went out of the door. When she came back, she had one more thing in her hand.
She went to the study, took out a pen, and began to fill in the blank Divorce agreement.
After working hard for such a long time, what she got was still his refusal. She was really disheartened.
After filling in the information and signing, she put the agreement on her desk.
This divorce agreement is not a rejection letter she gave him, but an opportunity for him to choose.