Chapter 77

Su Jingyu pats the steering wheel, looks irritable and blames himself. But now, things have become like this. No matter how much he thinks, it's no use. He can only drive the car and slowly return home.

After returning home, he gently opened the door, the house is very quiet, almost no sound, if there is still sound, it is abnormal, after all, it is midnight.

Although the room next to him is only his wife in name, but it is not in the same room. Under unknown circumstances, it is already so dark. He did a lot of things this day, for Silou.

Occasionally, some people yell, but if they close the window, they can't hear anything. He doesn't want to close the window, because he will feel like a person when he closes the window

the air outside is very quiet. He doesn't live in the suburbs. He lives in high-rise buildings, and he can hear the whistle of traffic on the road.

Su Jingyu turns on his mobile phone. It's very late. He turns his head, and his vision shifts from the mobile phone to the window. It's dark at this time. The night falls quickly in the middle of the night, and he can't see his fingers.

Su Jingyu has a headache. Why should he meet this kind of thing? Lin Yi says it's right to let him solve it by himself, but he doesn't know how to solve it now, so he wants to call him.

I don't know how to deal with it.

Su Jingyu, you should not trouble others any more, you should learn to deal with it by yourself, but

Lin Yi once said to himself that it is better to solve your own problems by yourself.

He wants to call Lin Yi. He immediately gets up and wants to touch his mobile phone from the bedside cupboard. After touching the mobile phone, he thinks of what Lin Yi said to him.

He thought about the past of He Lin Yuese, and one thing after another appeared in front of him, feeling that his mentality was on the verge of division.

Su Jingyu has always felt that his feelings for Si Luoluo are very firm, but why is his heart still empty?

Su Jingyu's heart is empty, he now some don't know what is emotion, don't know who he has exactly what kind of emotion.

But these days Su Jingyu has been with Si Luoluo, she has not changed as before, still so gentle, so kind, but I don't know why, I don't seem to have the same feeling to her as before.

It seems that there is always something missing.

Su Jingyu opened his eyes, his heart is chaotic, he suddenly felt that his heart is empty, no feelings filled.

Recalling all kinds of past events, and what happened to Lin Yuese, Su Jingyu suddenly feels that he seems to have missed her too much time, and he is sorry for her too many things.

Su Jingyu didn't feel a little light in his pocket.

or, because she was a child, she saw her children more important than their wives, and did not feel it when the perfume disappeared.

it seems that he did a lot of things for the Secretary of Luo Luo, the woman he used to love, but not for the moonlight of the forest. Obviously, they were both husband and wife. He had done many things, but he had never done anything for her. It was hard for him to buy a perfume for her, because he could not find his mistake.

For all the weddings below, I gave other women's houses, but I didn't care to be with her. I treated other women's children's wounds. I didn't know that she was injured. Although it was a nominal couple, I didn't seem to be competent.

At the wedding, she left Lin Yuese to find another woman and let him finish it by himself.

Su Jingyu closed her eyes and recalled the past:

Su Jingyu went to the bedside, lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. They've been sleeping in separate rooms for so long. Why don't they get used to it? I used to sleep alone. Why are so many people living next door not used to sleeping?

Moreover, he is good-looking, and his good-looking features are like exquisite works of art.

After thinking a lot, Su Jingyu went into the bathroom and soon came out. Her wet hair fell around her forehead. It's not too much to say that she is a beautiful man.

If you get along with Lin Yuese for a period of time, and then get married, now I don't know if I will say that. Or he doesn't know how he feels for her now.

He remembered that when he got married, he also told Lin Yuese that he was just a couple in name and could not interfere with each other.

He has been sleeping with Lin Yuese for a long time.

He suddenly felt that his room was empty, and he was the only one. Mingming was married

Su Jingyu shook her head helplessly, walked out of her room, and then went back to her room.

Su Jingyu turns around and sees her sleeping. Lin Yuese sleeps peacefully, just like a sleeping beauty, so beautiful.

He slowly went to the front of the window, slowly closed the window, he tried not to make a sound, do not wake up Lin Yuese.Su Jingyu saw the wind blowing in from the window, the curtain was blown up, and she was worried about whether she would be cold. His eyebrow gently wrinkled, she is so not take good care of themselves?

Lin Yuese's room is very quiet, can hear her breathing sound ups and downs, her delicate eyelashes on her face, she fell asleep.

At the thought of this, Su Jingyu started to smile at the corner of his mouth. How long has he not shown such a knowing smile? For a long time, when he saw sloo, he felt that he had never laughed like this.

In Su Jingyu's hesitation, the door is suddenly blown open by a gust of wind. It turns out that Lin Yuese didn't lock the door. Isn't he afraid of bad people at home?

's perfume and Xuan Xuan's things were playing back in his mind. He felt sorry for Lin Yue's color. He shook his head and walked cautiously. Then he came to the door of her room. He was going to knock on the door to see if she had slept.

He changed a pair of shoes and walked towards the house. The friction between the shoes and the ground made a sound. Suddenly, he thought that it was so quiet at home. He walked gently and slowed down.

Finally, he decided not to call him. After all, it's so late. Calling him will certainly disturb him. If he can't think of a solution, it's the same reason. Besides, calling him, he will say that he can solve it by himself.

He frowned and put his cell phone on the bedside table. He lay down, closed his eyes and muttered to himself: Yes, it's so late now. On the other side of

, Secretary Luo Luo was lying on the sofa with great ease, and stepped on barefoot on the blanket. Her mouth was bent. She held something that was not her own. She was not guilty and did not feel guilty. She felt no guilt or shame at all. Instead, she was very satisfied with the perfume in her hand.