In the villa by the river, the light in the living room is on, and two figures, one large and the other small, are shown in the windows. Sometimes, they laugh happily.
Seeing Leng Shaoheng in Shen Qingqing's circle of friends, he ran here, standing in the shadow of the tree in the yard, quietly looking at the two figures, listening to their laughter, and involuntarily stirring up a shallow arc at the corner of his mouth.
He doesn't know why he's standing here. What's left of a woman who has no heart?
He deliberately thought about Shen Qingqing's unkindness and ruthlessness, but his legs still seemed to be nailed to the ground. He silently said that it was time to go several times in his heart, but he couldn't move.
Shen Qingqing, who didn't know anything about it in the room, grasped the cold words and said, "it's late. You'll have to go to kindergarten tomorrow. How about going to sleep?"
Mo said coldly that he was still not satisfied with playing. He was coquettish and wanted to play stone scissors once. If he lost, he would go to bed immediately. If he won, he would play another game of checkers.
Shen Qingqing couldn't stand his coquetry. She was defeated immediately and agreed. As a result, she was defeated by the routine.
"Mommy, be careful. I'll play this game." He said with bright, innocent eyes.
Shen Qingqing thought that he wanted to do his own routine, and he couldn't make cloth, so he made scissors. As a result, he made a stone and accepted defeat. Later, he accompanied him to a game of checkers.
At the end of this time, the cold words also mean what they say, no longer pestering to play.
But he held her hand and shook it. He raised his white face and blinked his big eyes? "Mommy, can I sleep with you tonight?"
"Well, let's take a bath." Shen Qingqing took his little hand and went to the bathroom.
Their movements are very sharp, no more than 10 minutes before and after the wash.
"Mo Mo, you go to bed first. I'll check whether the doors and windows are closed." Shen Qingqing said and went to the living room.
Leng Shaoheng outside the house immediately moved to the back of the tree pole and hid himself behind.
Shen Qingqing saw a shadow flash by. First she was startled, then she comforted herself that she was dazed. The public security here has been very good, so there should be no thieves.
She closed all the doors and windows, turned off the light in the living room, and went back to the bedroom.
After a while, the bedroom lights turned off, and gradually there was no voice. It seemed that they were all asleep.
He thought Shen Qingqing and Leng Yanmo would be very sad, but he didn't expect that they were heartless and happy as if they were celebrating the Chinese New Year. From when he came to their sleep, they didn't even mention him once.
He's in their heart, so irrelevant?
Leng Shaoheng, with a sense of depression, came out from behind the tree and left the villa.
He did not see that Shen Qingqing got up after she fell asleep and sat on the sofa alone, too sad to be able to help herself.
At the gate of Leng's home, every word Leng Shaoheng said is like a loop playing in his mind.
He said that he was no longer interested in her. He also said that she didn't know how to praise her. What's more, he said that she used to play hard to get in order to appease him.
He can not love her and change his mind, but how can he speculate and misunderstand her like that?
Those words are like a cold knife inserted in her heart. The sharp tip of the knife is hard and forceful, and inserted into the deepest soft heart. The pain is beyond compare.
Fortunately, Mo Mo came to accompany her, otherwise she didn't know how to spend the most miserable hours?
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