Chapter 149

Name：My lovely wife is charming Author：小财迷
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Ye ChuChu seems not to have heard Wang Qingyu's voice. Although his voice is small, it is cold and sleepy. He murmurs to himself, "it's really her... If it's really a narrow road, ha ha, Tang xiaorou..."

"ChuChu, ChuChu, what's the matter with you..." Wang Qingyu pushed hard. Ye ChuChu, like a demon, cried anxiously.

"I'm all right, Xiaoyu..." ye ChuChu just woke up from a dream. His face was a little pale. He looked at Wang Qingyu, who was worried all over his face, and laughed, indicating that she didn't have to worry.

"ChuChu, do you know Tang xiaorou? Why, when it comes to her, your reaction is very strange. " Wang Qingyu's eyebrows wrinkled without any trace. After knowing ye ChuChu for so many years, it's the first time that Wang Qingyu has seen her behave so badly.

Ye ChuChu turned his head and looked at Wang Qingyu seriously. His eyes lost their usual peace and tranquility, with a cold light. He said in a low voice, "she and I don't know each other. We are still very familiar. She is the enemy that I will never forget in my life!"

"... enemy?" Even though Wang Qingyu knows that ye ChuChu's chill is not aimed at her, she still shivers at her icy eyes. Is it the enemy? It was the first time that she heard such extreme adjectives from ye ChuChu.

Ye ChuChu replied with a smile, "yes, enemy!"

She smiles brightly, but it makes people feel like the temperature around her is falling slowly and forming ice. Wang Qingyu doesn't know what to ask. She can only close her mouth again and quietly look at ye ChuChu, waiting for her to speak.

Ye ChuChu's eyes drooped and fell on her left hand with a watch all the year round. She gently untied the watch and kept rubbing her fingers. The pale pink scar was slightly ferocious and looked calm like stagnant water. "Xiaoyu, do you know how this scar came from?"

"Didn't you say you cut it when you were naughty and playing with a knife?" Wang Qingyu looks at ye ChuChu with doubts, remembering that she just knew that there was a scar on her wrist. She thought ye ChuChu had done something she couldn't imagine!

"No, Xiaoyu, I lied to you. I cut it myself on my 18th birthday." Ye ChuChu covers her chest with her hand. She still remembers the pain in her wrist and heart that night

"Ah..." Wang Qingyu has been surprised and not on the mouth, eyes earn boss, for a long time, she found her voice, voice was a little trembling, asked: "why?"

"Why, in fact, I don't know why, maybe I was too cowardly at that time..." ye ChuChu's voice was low, with obvious vicissitudes, and his eyes were empty looking ahead

Wang Qingyu covered her warm hands with her cool fingertips and held them tightly, as if she had given her excessive body temperature. Her heart couldn't say how hard it was. What was it that made her despair to such a point, even on her 18-year-old adult day

"ChuChu, would you mind telling me?" Wang Qingyu wants ye ChuChu to say that she has been holding on for so many years alone. Isn't she uncomfortable? Won't you share it with someone?

See ye ChuChu or silent, Wang Qingyu asked again, "ChuChu, speak out, OK?" Don't carry such a heavy burden alone, OK? Wang Qingyu said in silence.

Ye ChuChu pulled the corners of her mouth towards her stiffly and said faintly: "some old things, Xiaoyu, you don't think I'm wordy. Why don't you say that?" She closed her sour eyes and said in a flat voice: "Xiaoyu, you don't know. I used to play the violin, and I played it very well..."