Chapter 1373

After taking the medicine, mu yejiu leaves the room without saying a word. Han Li sits quietly on the sofa and looks at his back.

He wanted to ask him something, but he never said a word.

After a while, two maid hands holding tray respectfully forward, the food on the tea table.

Looking at their faces, it was obvious that they were foreigners.

After putting the food in order, the two maids stood on one side and said in extremely standard English, "Miss, please use it slowly."

Suddenly, Han Li was stunned and asked, "where is this?"

One of the maids replied, "this is Mexico!"

Words fall, Han Li suddenly open big eyes, shocked surprised, can't believe, "Mexico?"

"Yes," replied the maid! This is Mexico! "

For a moment, Han Li only felt her head was pale. In a flash, she went back to Mexico?

Obviously, she was brought here after sleeping for such a long time.

The two servants looked at Han Li's stupefied appearance, politely motioned, and then turned to leave.

Han Li, sitting on the sofa at the moment, is not at ease.

Mu yejiu knows that he's going back to Mexico, which means that now he knows everything in his heart, but he doesn't want to talk? Why on earth?

Thinking of being with him these two days, moyejiu is really like a changed person. She thinks he doesn't understand anything in his heart, just like a child with a blank head and uneasy heart. But now, is he pretending everything?

But how is that possible?

A man of his terrible temper

Suddenly thought of here, got up and strode toward the door, looking at the luxurious retro corridor, so familiar and strange.

But now she can be sure of one thing, this is where she had nightmares.

Walk along the corridor to the elevator entrance, to the second floor, standing on the corridor, looking at the constant decoration, every decoration is deeply stimulating her heart.

Is she really back here? A place that once made her feel miserable, a place where she wanted to take her children quietly, the nightmares of the past suddenly flooded into her mind, and suddenly became so clear.

Heart constantly tightening, the sharp pain, the tip of the nose can not help a acid, red frame of the eyes.

At this moment, she can't help asking herself, why did she accept moyejiu? Why do you still like him?

Isn't a peaceful and happy life what she expected? She felt that she might really be mentally ill.

Isn't a woman looking for a husband who will never dislike her no matter what she looks like?

But when he was no longer beautiful, he kicked himself away, and at that moment she was liberated, but she had been tortured out of shape and lived in panic every day. If Xiaoqin didn't support her, maybe she would really choose to end her life.

Standing here, the painful memory becomes deeper and deeper.

One hand can't support on the fence, tears don't know when they have slipped down silently.

Heart suddenly become tired, tired.

At this time, the servant who is going upstairs to clean looks at Han Li, who is unable to cry. There is a doubt in her heart.

Now the servants here have changed batch after batch, so naturally they don't know the "hostess" here

Looking at her dress here, her identity must be different.

He stepped forward, supported Han Li and asked, "what's the matter with you, miss?"

Words fall, Han Li seems to have not heard the servant's question, after a long time to slow down, convergence good look, "nothing! Do you see your master? "

The servant replied, "I just saw my master go out."

Han Li didn't ask much, "go and help you."

The servant took a look at Han Li and didn't ask any more. He showed his respect and turned to leave.

And she stood there for a long time, staring at the downstairs, then went upstairs.

Back to the room, just quietly leaning on the sofa, suddenly become dull eyes, do not know where they are looking, completely did not want to eat, do not know why the heart became tired.

Suddenly, I thought of something, got up and left the room, went down the stairs, went through the living room to the side floor, where most of the servants lived.

Now the servant began his day's work. Occasionally the servant went up and down the stairs and saw Han Li salute respectfully.

She is really familiar with everything here. She can't be familiar with it. Scenes in the past appear in her mind like movie shows. It seems like yesterday, and her heart becomes more and more depressed.

If ever, how could she walk around here freely.

Upstairs, the second floor inside a single door, step forward, suddenly, pause step, standing in front of the door, heart bursts of sour.

Slowly raise your hand, hold the door handle to open, the door is not locked, only hear the creaking sound, push the door open that moment, a thick smell of dust.

Open the door, still no change in furniture, a simple bed, wardrobe, sofa, and a TV.

It's covered with dust. It's obvious that no one has cleaned it for a long time.

Han Li stood in the same place, her nose ache uncontrollably, and her eyes were red.

It's as if I saw two shadows. She used to hold a one-year-old Qin to amuse her, but when she was asleep, she was holding her and crying silently. The pain suddenly became clear now, and her heart was aching.

But don't know how long, slow God, blink between tears can't help but slide down.

Step toward the sofa and sit down directly. At this time, there is still a bottle on the tea table, but the bottle is covered with dust. Lean forward, reach out and pick up the bottle and stare at it.

My heart is tingling.

Suddenly, with a sigh, she leaned on the sofa, holding the bottle tightly, staring at the ceiling, empty eyes, but she didn't know what she was thinking at the moment?

The complexion becomes pale, so powerless.

In this way, I have been quietly leaning against the dead space. I can hear the rustling sound of the leaves outside the window clearly. As time goes by, the people leaning on the sofa are still quiet.

She slowly closed her eyes.

All day long, she stayed here without any movement, and the afternoon weather was tiring.

In the end, the whole body directly lay on the dusty sofa, quietly lying, closed his eyes.

Consciousness gradually becomes fuzzy, unconsciously fell asleep in the past, tears on both sides of the cheek can be seen clearly, tears hanging in the corner of the eye. Until it was getting late, the dusky sunset covered the earth, and the dusky shadow was reflected on the floor through the window. Everything was so quiet, but at the moment, everyone in the main building was trembling, and it was difficult to breathe because of the death.