Chapter 1973

They are all 30-year-old men. It's normal to have this kind of dream, but now he's flustered, because it's her in every dream he has, except last night.

Maybe he abandoned himself, or he thought it was just a dream, so he indulged once in the dream and did whatever he wanted. But when he woke up, he found that it was not a dream. His beloved girl stood in front of him and witnessed all his filthiness.

The expression on her face has already told him what is reality and what is a bolt from the blue. Her amazement made him understand that when he was crazy last night, it couldn't have been her.

Not in dreams, not in reality.

"Fruit!" At the moment when she turned around, he almost called her eagerly.

He is very afraid, afraid that she is angry, afraid that she is angry, afraid that she dislikes him dirty, said Zuo Yichen, let's divorce.

But she didn't, she just looked back and gave him a faint smile, "it doesn't matter, originally said that recently you are busy, I took en en en out to play for a few days, but en en en wanted to come back, so I only stayed for one night."

"I didn't expect that you would bring people to the house..." she tried to talk, but didn't say anything that made people unable to come down to the table. "Sorry, I came back too early to disturb you."

"Well, I'll take en'en back to her mother's house for a few days. Yi Chen, you'd better think clearly. Don't hurt other girls."

He wanted to explain and tell her that it was just an accident, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. After all, he did cheat, which is an indisputable fact.

Before he was still afraid, but now he would rather she was angry, would rather she was angry, would rather she scolded him dirty, so good or bad to prove that she cared, at least better than her now understated killing heart.

In his eyes, it was more painful than killing him. She didn't even bother to ask who the woman was.

After all, he watched her turn away, tugging at her wrinkled clothes, tightening her fingers and gripping her white joints.

When the door closed, he was left alone in the empty room. The smell of the room made him nauseous. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard, calling himself a beast.

He had to get married himself, didn't he? He had to force her, he finally got married to her, even if she did not like him, he should cherish, so long in the future, so long in life, he will always have a chance.

But what did he do in the end? He cheated, he failed to live up to the woman he said he would love all his life, and he went so far as to make trouble with others in their marriage room. Even if he was not sober, so what? Not sober should not be an excuse.

His cheek was burning, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. He slapped it again. The clear slap on his face was mixed with the sound of the car driving away from the window. He knew that it was her leaving and returning to her mother's home.

Will she come back? Will she come back by herself? Will you miss him a little, even just a little.

However, the reality is so cruel, he did not go to the company for three days, at home bored for three days, she did not a text message, a phone call.

The person he loves first is doomed to lose, but he doesn't care about winning or losing. He only cares about one Tang Guo'er from beginning to end. So three days later, he knelt down at her door, confessed everything to her father-in-law and mother-in-law, apologized and asked for forgiveness.