Chapter 16： : Why do you marry me?

After eating and drinking enough in the afternoon, Anhao slept and woke up after 5 o'clock.

The phone bell rang punctually at 6 o'clock, and she hurriedly ran out of the bathroom, picked up the phone and picked it up: "Hey! Boss! I'll be there soon!"

"Good! Why didn't you come back last night? The schoolbag in the private room was taken away. What about the money for the five bottles of wine? What's the matter? You **** girl won't abscond with the money, are you?"

"Uh, I will explain to you when I arrive in a while, I'll go right away!"

After hanging up the phone, he ran back to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. No matter how you blow it with a hair dryer, you won’t be able to blow out the style of the previous wig.

After working for more than half an hour, she hasn't even had time to apply makeup. Finally, she gave up the issue of hairstyle and planned to apply makeup first.

As a result, as soon as he ran out of the bathroom, he suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened.

Zuo Hancheng walked into the door, first saw his hair messed up, and the corner of his eye fell on the snack bags on the coffee table and sofa in the living room.

Looking around again, the whole house seemed to be a disaster in one day.

And the culprit suddenly stiffened behind the sofa when he saw him back. He raised his little hand and said hello mechanically, with a big smile: "Hey, are you back? Are you off work?" "

In just one day, the house was ruined by her like a battlefield. She had cleaned herself up. She had just taken a shower and put on her clothes neatly. She was obviously about to go out.

Zuo Hancheng walked through the mess in the living room. After seeing the pile of snacks that had been eaten on the sofa, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "You want to go out?"

"Um..." Anhao squeaked ambiguously.

Hearing her ambiguous and somewhat guilty attitude, Zuo Hancheng Qingjun's eyebrows moved slightly, without asking where she was going: "Clean up before you leave."

Anhao looked up at him in shock: "Now?"

"Unless you want to sleep in the trash."

"But I'm in a hurry!"

However, Zuo Hancheng didn't say a word to her, he put the coat between his arms on the hanger at the door, and saw the two pairs of her shoes on the floor of the door squirmingly thrown on the floor.

Anhao originally wanted to refute, but he looked down at this originally clean and tidy house and was ruined by himself in one day. Although he was anxious to go out, he also knew that he had made a mistake.

I had to leaned over and picked up all the bags on the sofa with a reluctant face. When I looked up, I saw Zuo Hancheng noticed the shoes she had thrown at the door. He hurriedly walked over and took the pair of bags before he became angry. The shoes are placed neatly.

Then, under those cold eyes, turned back to the living room and bedroom dingyly, and slowly cleaned up the disaster site he had created.

It took an hour and a half to finally restore the bedroom and living room to their original state. Tired, she didn’t want to go out anymore, but when the time was almost half past seven, she turned around and took her schoolbag to dig out her own. When the cosmetic bag comes, you have to quickly apply makeup while sitting in the living room.

The cosmetic bag in front of me was suddenly taken away.

She suddenly raised her eyes to look at Zuo Hancheng, who had already taken a shower in the bathroom while she was cleaning up the house: "What are you doing? I have already cleaned up the room!"

Zuo Hancheng saw that her small bag was filled with inferior cosmetics and heavy metal decorations and threw them directly into the trash can.

An Hao hurriedly stood up to stop, but as soon as she stood up, she was enveloped in the smell of the fresh and clean shower gel of a man, and she abruptly tolerated the screams from her mouth.

But he raised his eyes angrily, like a kitten that was completely touched by the scales, wishing to kill him alive.

Zuo Hancheng held down the angry little girl who was about to scream, and stroked her big palm in her hair.

She seems to know that she has been annoyed, and at the right time, she was touched before the quarrel. "What did I say to you yesterday, don't you remember? Don't go to the bar anymore."

Anhao's little fist was squeezed and rattled: "No one has ever controlled me! Who do you think you are!"

Zuo Hancheng didn't seem to hear her words: "Throw away your snacks and all the things in your bag that are not related to your studies."

Anhao thought that there was a box of false eyelashes and temporary curling tools in his schoolbag. After hearing his words, he turned around subconsciously to protect the schoolbag, but he was a step late.

Seeing the mess in her schoolbag, the so-called schoolbag did not even have a book, Zuo Hancheng's expression was more than ugly to describe.

"Hey! Hey! Don't throw!"

"Hey! Zuo Hancheng! Don't throw it away, I still need to... You..."

Anhao has been completely exposed to his eyes from yesterday until now. For a while, he was standing in front of a stranger unconcealed, at a loss as to what to do, and no sense of security.

All the things she used to rely on and disguise in the past five years have been thrown away in the same way, and she grinds her teeth reluctantly: "Zuo Hancheng, why on earth did you marry me!"

"Don't you remember what happened a month ago?"

"I remember! I remember even more that nothing happened between me and you that night! It was Gu Shishi who planted and framed trouble to force me to desperate!"

An Hao stared at him: "You know they are not at ease! Why do you want to agree? Since I am so imperfect and so unreliable, if you are so disgusted, why marry me?"

Zuo Hancheng threw her empty schoolbag back on the sofa next to her, glanced at her, and her voice was as cold as a clear spring: "I was passing by a quagmire and saw a kitten that fell into the quagmire and was about to be submerged. . Save or not?"

Anhao can't remember how long he hasn't cried, but I don't know why, now his eyes are hot.

She bit her lip and murmured: "Just save it, do you need to be so serious?"

Zuo Hancheng stopped looking at her, and moved towards the kitchen.

An Hao turned his eyes to follow his figure, and heard him turn his back to himself and said lightly: "When the kitten was rescued, his eyes were covered by mud and water, and he couldn't distinguish the way forward and direction. It's rare for me to take a leisurely trip, and it's a rare thing Compassionate, take the kitten home and wash it, nothing more."

It is already a metaphor that can no longer be imaged, and it completely blocked all the dissatisfaction and abuse that Anhao had said.

She stared at Zuo Hancheng's back, moved her lips, wanted to say something, but forcibly endured it back.

Since five years ago, no one has taken care of her. No one knows what happened to her five years ago. No one cares whether she is blinded by something. No one cares whether she can recognize the way forward. direction.

In her eyes, the present is as gray as the future, and one day is counted as one day, without any hope or expectation at all.