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Her little head was raised very high, and suddenly, his lips were blocked. Beitang Bing kissed his angrily, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

After a moment of surprise, Chen Weiwei quieted down at a loss of what to do!

"Are you tired of working overtime?" he whispered with a smile.

Looking at the handsome face in front of his, Chen Weiwei swallowed his saliva. He stared into his eyes for a long time, as if she was about to be sucked in by him.

"Mm …" Go and eat something delicious? "

Hm?

"Really?" Chen Weiwei immediately became lively. With his eyes wide open, he asked, "Then where are we going to eat?"

Beitang Bing could feel the softness of her hair on his palm, "Didn't you say we were going to eat lobsters last time?"

What about her memory?

Chen Weiwei licked it with the tip of his tongue and said with a heartless smile, "Alright then!"

The man sneered with squinted eyes, "Chen Weiwei, you really are a delicious pig."

"..." I am not! "

"You are!"

He turned around and walked towards the Hummer, with Chen Weiwei following closely behind. "I'm not one of them!" I'm just hungry, so naturally, I'm not in a good mood. Just now, you said that you were annoyed waiting for me! "

"I didn't say it wasn't as annoying as you think."

"Oh? What kind of trouble is that? " she asked him.

Beitang Bing looked back as he shoved her into the car with his hand on the back of her neck, "I just can't see your shadow. So annoying."

The door closed with a bang.

"…"

I don't understand.

Chen Weiwei had proved to him once again that he was actually a pig.

He ate to his heart's content and rubbed his belly. He was extremely happy and satisfied.

"Put your hands down." Beitang Bing glanced at her. Chen Weiwei immediately put her hands down obediently and put them behind his back. He was incredibly obedient.

Seeing that he was unhappy, she giggled at him foolishly. Beitang Bing frowned, he really couldn't do anything to a fool like her.

The summer afternoons were always filled with the smell of laziness. People were all lazy bugs that took a nap, and the cool air inside the house was in stark contrast to the hot sun outside the window. At this time, Chen Weiwei was lying on a lazy chair in front of the window, holding the iPad and giggling from time to time.

Today was the weekend, so Bei Tang Bing had received a call early in the morning. She went out and was alone at home. It was very boring.

After entertaining herself for an hour, she suddenly heard the sound of her phone vibrating. At first, she was stunned, but when she looked around, she saw that the phone on the table was lying there motionlessly, while the vibrating sound was still ringing.

Suddenly, her heart stopped beating for half a beat. The entire room became so quiet that only the sound of her cell phone could be heard.

The sound grew louder and louder in her ears, and the beating of her heart resumed. She could hear every thump.

The next moment, she almost stumbled all the way to the head of the bed. She took out the old mobile phone with trembling hands and saw that familiar caller ID. Then she picked it up and put it by her ear.

She held her breath, her voice a little choked. "Hey!"

Silence. After a long time, a calm and elegant voice came from the other side, "Weiwei!"

Tears began to flow from his eyes in an instant.

Unable to help it, large droplets flowed down. Chen Weiwei suppressed her twitching lips as his breathing changed to a regular pattern. She pursed her lips and forced a smile, "Who are you?"

Silence!

The woman's light breathing came from the other end of the phone.

"Who are you? Why did you call me? Say something? Why aren't you talking? " His every word was filled with courage.

Chen Weiwei felt that this oppression was like hollowing out his heart.

"Weiwei." The woman finally called out to her softly. "Are you okay?"

Are you all right?

Chen Weiwei silently repeated this line in his heart as tears continued to flow. This was the second sentence a woman would say to her in addition to her name.

Her voice was exceptionally melodious and pleasant to listen to, making one feel very comfortable.

She swallowed her saliva, suppressing her sobs at the same time, "…" "Good, I'm very good!"

"That's good." The woman's voice was still flat and clear.

"You …" Chen Weiwei was about to say something when he suddenly died. She was stunned. The next second, he could not help but laugh out loud. He died again!

Why are you the ones to decide every time?

To decide whether to want her or not, to go on or not to go on?

Can you... Give her a little self-respect and listen to her thoughts?

She bit her lips as she tried to redial the number.

His phone was turned off!

"…"

Looking at the phone's screen that was still lit up, Chen Weiwei raised his head and forced back his tears.

At dinner time!

When she came downstairs in a bad mood, Zhou Ling noticed that she did not look too good. She asked coldly, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

She shook her head, her eyes blank, as if her soul had been taken away.

"Chen Weiwei?" Zhou Ling called out to her again. Chen Wei slightly shook her mind, "Ah? Mom, what's wrong? "

"Should I ask you what's the matter?" Zhou Ling frowned as she looked at her. "If there's anything that feels uncomfortable, call Si Mo Yun over to take a look. Don't drag it out too badly. Your husband will be angry at us again!"

"I'm fine. It's just that I slept too much just now. My head hasn't awakened yet!"

"You are too idle. If you did more housework, you wouldn't have been so bored that you would have fainted from sleeping. Look at your eyes, they are swollen from sleeping!"

Chen Weiwei pursed his lips and said, "Yes, Mom is right!"

Thus, after dinner, Chen Weiwei diligently helped Aunt Dong wash the dishes. Although Aunt Dong really didn't want her to help, in the end, she still agreed!

"Weiwei, you didn't quarrel with the young master, did you?"

Aunt Dong saw that she wasn't in her normal state, so she asked her this question. Chen Weiwei was stunned for a moment. "…" "No, I don't think he and I will quarrel these few days. He just treated me to a big meal, and it's only been a few days!"

En, it can last for a few days. I can guarantee that she won't have a bad temper due to starvation.

"Then what happened to you?" Aunt Dong was worried that she had broken the bowl again, so she immediately took the plate and put it away.

However, it was unknown whether Chen Weiwei was in a hurry or something because the plate he was clearly washing with her hand suddenly split open. In that instant, several slashes were made on her hand, and the wound on his finger bled profusely.

"Aiya, it broke! Quick, give me your hand." Aunt Dong quickly pulled a tissue to help her wrap her bleeding fingers. She frowned in worry. "What happened? Why were you so careless?"

This plate was ridiculously broken, as if it was a prelude to something. Chen Weiwei felt inexplicably uneasy as he watched the plate break in his hands.

Just for a moment.

For some reason, she felt uneasy. No matter what Aunt Dong said, her mind was a mess. It was the same feeling she had that year, and it was very intense.

Chen Weiwei suddenly grabbed Aunt Dong's hand. Aunt Dong stopped her nagging and attached the back of her hand with her own. "Weiwei, what's wrong?" Why are you trembling? "

"Aunt Dong." Her breathing quickened. "I want to ask you a question."

"Yes, ask away."

"A mother who abandoned her child as a child, and then called her child, why?"

Aunt Dong thought about it for a moment. "Yes, I think I really can't bear to part with it."

"You can't bear it?" Chen Weiwei suddenly felt that it was funny. "Then why did we have to do that in the first place?"

She staggered out of the kitchen without saying anything else. Aunt Dong felt that something was really wrong and followed her out. "Your wound is a bit deep. I still need to treat it. Otherwise, it won't be good."

"It doesn't matter." She was not a very pretentious person. "When the wound is healed, it will be fine."

"But you …"

"Aunt Dong." The corner of her mouth widened into a smile. "Sorry, I've caused you trouble again. In the future, you will have to end this. There's no other way, I'm injured!"

She held up her injured finger as if it were something to be commended for.

Seeing her casually go upstairs, Aunt Dong kept feeling that this normally silly Weiwei wasn't as silly as she looked. It was as if she hid all of her pain deep in her heart.

She seemed to have hidden all her pain deep within her heart, forcing herself to live a simple and generous life.

In the evening, when Beitang Bing returned home after 9 o'clock, Chen Weiwei was coincidentally lying on the bed, dozing off with his eyes closed.

He walked to the bedside and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Chen Weiwei could clearly smell the thick scent of tobacco on his body.

Bei Tang Bing sat there for a long time. She could feel his gaze landing on her face.

Under the dim light in the room, a shadow appeared on her delicate face. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Her body was petite to begin with, her skin was a little baby fat, she was soft and smooth, and her short hair had grown a lot longer, making her look cute and pretty.

He had always liked her short hair. It was simple and comfortable.

His long fingers gently caressed her cheeks. The little woman slightly moved, and the space between his brows that had been wrinkled all this while tightened up again, as if he was afraid that he would wake her up.

Chen Weiwei had a feeling that there was something on his mind at this moment. She felt that he was very unhappy.

This was her special intuition towards him.

He must have smoked no less than twenty cigarettes, she knew, and the smoke lasted no less than five or six hours.

The woman slowly opened her eyes. Her fingertips paused, and her handsome face that was just inches away smiled. She parted her lips and said, "Did I wake you up?"

"Yes." Chen Weiwei snorted lazily and moved his body a little. "The thick tobacco smoke from you woke me up."

He pursed his lips slightly, a bit forcefully, more like comforting her. "Is it that you're infatuated with her?"

"Nope." She put her arms around the back of his neck, her lips barely inches away from his, and rubbed her voice between his lips, breathing hard. "You're the one who fascinates me."