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Mrs. Wen nodded, and her tone was light. "Yes, his name is Ji Chenxi. So you go to bed and invite people to dinner. Remember to clean yourself up and keep in the best condition. Don't humiliate your mother. "

"Well, what I'm ashamed of you? Didn't you say that your greatest pride is to have my beautiful daughter?"

Mrs. Wen smiled and touched her head fondly. "OK, go to sleep now. By the way, do you want to have another cup of Jiejiu tea?"

"No, I'm fine."

"I said to you, those who come from any friends, didn't they tell you that girls can't drink? Mom told you that you are not allowed to go out with these people in the future. No one is stable. You should make friends, and also make friends like Chen Xi. " Mrs. Wen loves her daughter all the time. She can't bear to scold her. She covers her quilt and tells her to go out first.

Wen Shuya lies on the bed and looks at the ceiling. Gradually, some pictures come to mind, which are cold and distant, tall and straight.

Originally, his name is Ji Chenxi. He is uncle Ji Guotao's nephew.

She continued to try to recall the scene at that time. However, the scene in her mind had become very vague. She could not remember it any more. She only remembered that she seemed to vomit someone else's body? What's more, holding people and rubbing them against them?

God.

Wen Shuya pulls up the quilt and covers his hot face. He dare not think about it any more.

On the other side of the car, Ji Chenxi sits back in the back seat and is driven back to his residence by He Tao.

The car was walking quietly on the road, and He Tao began to talk, "President Ji, I can't believe that we will save Miss Wenjia. They also sent you out personally. It seems that they have a good impression on you."

The Wenjia family is a big figure in the military. The old man of the Wenjia family is the general of the founding of the country. He has fought many battles and made a lot of great contributions. When he reaches his son's generation, he also makes great contributions to the country. His official rank is several levels higher than that of Uncle Ji.

Such a great man is naturally everyone's fawning. The reason why Mr. Ji just decided to send wenshuya back is probably that he wanted to take this opportunity to let the writer owe him a favor.

Ji Chen Xi flushes He Tao light one smile, didn't say a word, the mind flashed a scene picture, very quickly, throw away again, close the eye raise the spirit.

"Go back, too." When the car arrived at the underground garage, Ji Chenxi asked he Tao not to send him up as before.

He Tao is stunned for a moment, then nods, watching Ji Chenxi step into the elevator, and then leaves.

Ji Chenxi goes back to her residence, feeling depressed and falling into boundless gloom.

He changed his shoes and walked subconsciously to the bedroom, but the same silence and depression on the empty bed hurt his heart.

Taking the picture on the head cabinet, he fell and sat on the side of the bed feebly, reached out and stroked the beautiful image in the picture, which was swallowed up by full thoughts.

In the photo, she smiles so brightly, happily and playfully. At that time, she and he were still so loving, and her eyes were full of him.

In fact, every time he came back here, he felt like a purgatory. He never thought that he would have such experience. Yeah, how could he think that he would love a woman so much.

Ji Chongde said more than once that he was possessed by ghosts and was simply bowed down by Gu rou.

He thought, should be, otherwise how can not get rid of like this.

The pain in the heart and mouth is more and more like a knife, and the breath is more and more heavy. I don't know when, Ji Chenxi takes out her mobile phone and dials a group of numbers.

After she went to Tibet, she changed her number. As soon as the little guy got the news, he sent it to him. He immediately saved it. He tried to turn to the number many times, but never called it out.

Today is the first time. Unfortunately, it's turned off.

Also, it's so late. She should go to bed.

In that place, it's very primitive. There's no night music in the metropolis at all. Everyone works at sunrise and sleeps at sunset. If he originally lived in that place, it's really hard for him to imagine how sad that day is. However, she seems to be very adaptable, used to, and even infatuated with that kind of life.

Aunt Cui said she was choosing a way of life of self-protection. She was hurt by what happened in Beijing and was very tired. Now she just wanted to find a place where she could calm the pain slowly.

To put it bluntly, it is to escape.

"Now at one o'clock in the morning, you have fallen asleep at this time. I just came back from the outside and went to drink with Zhenglin again tonight. Before, you and your son were at home. Unless I had to, I would push off those social activities and try to come back to accompany you and your son. Even Zhenglin's party rarely went.

But now, when you and your son are not at home, there is no life in this empty house. Sometimes I really don't want to come back, because it will be very painful to come back here, but I remember that I promised you to go home no matter how late the social intercourse is, unless there is a long distance, because this is the most basic responsibility of a husband. A husband who doesn't come back all night will give his wife A chance to think.

I'm looking at the photo of you and your son. Wait a minute, I should sleep with the photoWhen will you come back, Gu Rou? Can you come back? It's coming back, isn't it? Whether you want to come back or not, I will let you come back. As I said, I will never give up. "

I don't know when, Ji Chenxi has written a short message to her number and sent it.

Then, lying on the bed, she continued to stare at her face and voice in the photo for a moment, and a few drops of crystal clear liquid came out of the corner of her eyes silently

In the early morning prairie, the air is fresh and the scenery is pleasant. Gu Rou will open the window and enjoy it quietly every day after waking up. Today is no exception.

After enjoying it, she picked up her mobile phone, turned it on, and instantly, the sound came from one after another, accompanied by the text messages that came into her sight.

The number is a direct display of the number, not in her correspondent's record, but she intuitively believed it was from him.

Holding her breath and concentration, she hesitated whether to look down, but after a few seconds, she resolutely clicked to open it and saw the whole person directly fall back to bed.

She took a deep breath and shook her head so that the messages wouldn't interfere with her.

I don't know how long later, a knock suddenly floated to the ear, accompanied by a familiar call.

It's brother Junhao.

Gu Rou quickly put down her mobile phone and went to open the door.

It's really him.

He also told her excitedly that Aunt Cui said that since he was Gu Rou's brother, he didn't need to stay at the hotel, but moved to his home directly.

Gu Rou was immediately shocked by the news, and immediately felt a little strange.

In fact, Gu Rou didn't know that Aunt Cui's arrangement was really purposeful.