Chapter 345

Her mind is blank now. How can she know how to go in the future?

"Well, take a rest first." Miao Zhimiao stooped to pick her up and walked out of the study.

Put her on the bed in her room, Miao Zhimiao sits in front of her bed and stares at her: "I know that you are fatally hit by these blows, but you still have to live well."

Miao Xiaohui shed tears and lost her voice. She couldn't say a word.

The mobile phone calls on the bedside table. Miao Xiaohui reaches out her hand. Miao Zhimiao puts the mobile phone in her hand.

He opened it and had a look. It was from Tang Shaofeng.

"Are you free in the evening? Let's have dinner together and introduce you to someone."

She replied with trembling fingers, "OK."

After making an appointment, Miao Zhimiao looked at her sorrowfully: "are you sure you can go out at night?"

"I'm fine." She turned over tired: "brother, I want to sleep for a while."

"Good." Miao Zhimiao pulled up the quilt for her and walked out of the room.

She is not sleepy, but very tired.

Lie in bed until 5 p.m., get up, change clothes and make-up.

She was so pale that she used a beautiful lipstick to brighten up her face.

She specially wore a loose dress, but she didn't think about finding a particularly suitable time to tell Tang Shaofeng about her children.

She had made an appointment with Tang Shaofeng to meet him in the restaurant at a quarter past six.

Finally, I took a look at myself in the mirror before I went out. It can be said that I was well dressed.

Why do you decorate yourself so carefully? Miao Xiaohui thinks. Is it because of the woman she is going to see tonight?

While going downstairs, Tang Shaofeng called.

She said to him in a hurry, "I'll be out in a minute. I'll be there in a minute."

"Fortunately you haven't gone out yet." Tang Shaofeng's soft voice said, "I'm sorry, we may not be able to come to dinner tonight. She's not very comfortable."

Miao Xiaohui holds the handrail and stops. In a short sentence, Miao Xiaohui got two keywords.

We, she's not very well.

It's all on the premise that they are one, and when Tang Shaofeng talks about her, his tone is extremely gentle.

It's like he mentioned himself to others countless times.

There is a strong sense of uneasiness and loss. Miao Xiaohui is about to lose the feeling of Tang Shaofeng.

Holding the phone, Tang Shaofeng said, "I'll call you later. I'll take her to the hospital."

Then, before Miao Xiaohui could say goodbye, the phone was cut off.

Tang Shaofeng hung up on her for the first time.

Dizziness, if not holding the handrail tightly, people would have fallen down the stairs.

Miao Zhimiao appeared in time and held her: "how to stand on the stairs? It's dangerous here."

She slowly raised her eyes and her eyelashes trembled: "brother, can you do me a favor?"

"What? You said

"Help me find out the relationship between the woman Tang Shaofeng brought back from Qinghai and him."

Miao Zhimiao looked at her for a few seconds and nodded: "OK, I'll help you find out, but you have to be able to bear the truth."

"Of course, what else do you think I can't bear now?" She laughed at herself.

After dinner, she sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV.

I watched it for a long time until Miao Zhimiao came over and turned off the TV.

"Don't turn it off. I'm watching." She reached for the remote.

"The game is on TV. When did you watch it?"

The hand froze in mid air.

After watching it for more than an hour, she didn't know what was on TV.

Silent for a long time did not speak, Miao Xiaohui sat down beside her: "that woman's information found, if you want to listen now."

"Listen." She looked up at Miao Zhimiao and said, "go ahead!"

"Good." Miao Zhimiao nodded and began to tell the story: "that woman's name is Yue Yuzi. She is Yue Qingqing's sister. She was a neighbor to Tang Shaofeng when she was a child. However, Yue Qingqing moved away the year she was born. Later, Tang Shaofeng met Yue Yuzi again when he was in high school, and then they fell in love."

He said while looking at Miao Xiaohui's expression.

She was listening attentively and attentively, and would not let go of a single detail. She had no expression on her face.

"After they fell in love for two years, they suddenly separated, and then Yue Yuzi had no news. Tang Shaofeng had been looking for her all over the world, but couldn't find her. At one time, he thought she was dead." Miao Zhimiao suddenly stops and looks up at Miao Xiaohui. It seems that he is searching for a reasonable wording to say the following: "Xiaohui, it is said that after Yue Yuzi, Tang Shaofeng once had several people who almost fell in love."

"Almost?"

"They all have one thing in common." Miao's wonderful idea is not enough.

In fact, Miao Xiaohui has guessed that in a way, she is very sensitive.

She tilted her head and suddenly laughed: "do you want to say that those women look like Yue Yuzi?"

"Yes." Miao Zhimiao nodded: "they look like Yue Yuzi, but most like you, so..."

Miao Zhimiao didn't finish what he said, but Miao Xiaohui didn't need him to finish either.

It's ironic, really.

All along, she thought Yue Qingqing was her stand in.

However, it was her who was the stand in.

Yue Qingqing is just Yue Yuzi's sister. Tang Shaofeng loves her and takes care of her.

A few days ago, Tang Shaofeng also said that he would find an opportunity to explain yueqingqing to her, but now he doesn't have to.

This time, Tang Kexin didn't cheat her.

No wonder she is so schadenfreude. It's a big joke.

She has been playing the role of another person.

"Xiao Hui." Miao Zhimiao put her hand on her shoulder and tried to comfort her.

She half closed her eyes, shrank in the sofa and said, "brother, let me be alone."

Miao Zhimiao didn't say anything more. He stood up and waved to Xiaohuan. He removed all the people in the living room and dimmed the light in the living room, leaving Miao Xiaohui space alone.

She stayed in the living room all night. The spacious place would make her feel no suffocation. Although there was no sense of security, it didn't matter.

During this period, Xiao Huan quietly gave a blanket, then changed the tea on the tea table into hot tea in the teapot, and then quietly retreated.

Miao Xiaohui sleeps in the sofa all night.

The next morning, Miao Zhimiao went downstairs and stopped on the stairs.

Miao Xiaohui is still curled up on the sofa, tightly encircling herself with a blanket.

He called Xiaohuan in a low voice: "miss just slept on the sofa all night?"

"Yes, she seems to be thinking about something, and I dare not disturb her."

Miao Zhimiao stood on the stairs for a moment and said to Xiaohuan in a low voice: "let her sleep again. Don't make any noise."

"Well."

Miao Zhimiao's voice passed through the living room in a very small way. Suddenly, he heard Miao Xiaohui's voice: "brother."

The voice sounds sober. It seems to have woken up a long time ago.

Miao Zhimiao stops and looks back at her.

Her whole person shrinks in the camel color blanket, the complexion is not good, although does not have the black eye socket, but the complexion is white lets the human worry.

"Awake?" Miao Zhimiao smiles politely: "go to wash first, what do you want to eat in the morning, let Xu Ma mix you a cold dish you like."

"Brother, you sit here first." She patted the sofa beside her.

Miao's wonderful pause, then came to her and sat beside her: "what's the matter?"

"One thing, about my Tang Shaofeng, I have a conclusion."

"Well." Miao Zhimiao touched the teapot on the table with the back of his hand. It was hot, so he poured a cup of tea for Miao Xiaohui and put it in her palm: "drink a cup of tea and say it slowly."

"Brother." Miao Xiaohui was holding the cup in her hand, and her thin, pale, almost transparent fingers rubbed the cup.

He called Miao Zhimiao several times, but he didn't speak.

Miao Zhimiao sat with a good temper, waiting for her later words.

Hesitating for a long time, Miao Xiaohui finally raised her head: "brother, I have decided to divorce Tang Shaofeng."

"Oh." She shook her head: "what else can I be jealous of? Tang Shaofeng and I are doomed not to be together, and the biggest bond between us has been broken. "

She put her hand on her belly and laughed weakly.

"If Tang Shaofeng doesn't let go, what should you do?"

"For one reason, it should be strong." Her hand slid slowly over her flat belly: "I killed his child, and I think that's enough reason for him to hate me."

She raised her head and looked at Miao Zhimiao with a smile: "so, no one will reveal the real reason why the child doesn't have it?"

"You decide. If you don't want to see Tang Shaofeng, I can help you."

"No, if you do this villain, I'm afraid there will be a great war between you." Miao Xiaohui lifted the blanket and stood up from the sofa: "brother, from today on, my only relative is you."

He looked at Miao Xiaohui with complicated eyes and held her hand in his hand: "forever."

She gave a weak smile: "I'll go to wash first."

It's Miao Xiaohui's consistent style to decide to do it.

Tang Shaofeng called her several times, but she didn't answer them.

Together need to wait, to separate more need to wait.

I'm too anxious to do anything.

After Tang Shaofeng made the fourth call, she finally answered it.

If he doesn't, he is very likely to come to the Miao family.

Now is not the best time for her to have a showdown with him.

"Well." She's watching TV and responding lazily.

"The phone's not around?" His voice is as gentle as ever. Miao Xiaohui can't help but wonder if he treats Yue Yuzi with the same gentleness, or more gentleness?

"Well, I didn't hear you." "What's the matter?" she said carelessly

"I'll come and get you."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Is it convenient for you?" Miao Xiaohui asked, turning down the TV.

"Why not?"

"I'd like to ask Miss Yue, not miss Yue Qingqing. Where does she live?"

"You know?"

Miao Xiaohui is very sensitive to feel that when she mentions Yue Yuzi, Tang Shaofeng's voice immediately becomes more gentle.

She took a deep breath: "Tang Dong searched all over the world to find the people who finally came back. I have no reason not to know. Many people rushed to tell me."

"Tilting, I will tell you the story between us, but it will take time."

"I don't need to know." She coldly refused: "Tang Shaofeng, I'm not very comfortable today. If you want to pick me up, three days later."

The man was silent on the other end of the phone. Miao Xiaohui thought he would say, "I'll come right away.".

But, surprisingly, he agreed: "OK, in three days."

If it had been before, I'm afraid it would not have been possible for more than a second.

Today is different from the past.

She hung up and looked at the TV with her knees in her arms, smiling bitterly.

Heart like a plum pickled in salt water, astringent pain.

Why three days? She needs three days to ask herself whether she wants to do it or not.