Chapter 78

Mo Rongyan didn't blame him. He was so drunk at that time. She also knew that he was very violent when he lost his temper. She also saw his guilt. She knew that simuche was very kind to herself.

The eldest brother said that mucher likes herself. She doesn't know what to do. Her heart has been with him since childhood. She thinks she can't like another person in her life. Therefore, simucher's feelings for herself are doomed to be unrequited.

Their marriage came too suddenly. They had been brothers and sisters for 20 years, but they became the closest couple overnight. Although she didn't want to, that happened. In order not to let the family worry about her, there is no doubt that this is the best solution.

She glanced at him and said softly, "do you hurt?"

Simucher's eyes were scarlet and his eyes were hot. Under the light, he reflected a little shiny. The acid swelling and pain in his nose were intertwined, and his heart was mixed.

He caused all the injuries on her. He thought about her attitude towards herself when she woke up, exclusion, coldness, indifference, and even hatred

Unexpectedly, instead of blaming him or saying that her wound hurt, she asked him if it hurt. At this moment, simukio's heart chapped and exploded with a bang.

He sat beside her, leaned over and held her in his arms. His big hands trembled and stroked his face's black hair. In his black eyes, regret and tenderness were intertwined.

His face did not see that his tears fell on the white sheet drop by drop, and the water flowers bloomed on it one after another.

In his ears came simucher's voice, with a heavy nasal voice, low and dumb.

"Sorry..."

She raised her hand without infusion and hugged his broad back. She was shocked. Although she couldn't see it, she knew he was crying. They grew up together. She saw him cry for the first time.

He didn't want to see it, and she didn't point it out.

It has nothing to do with his deep feelings, but it has nothing to do with her.

She patted him on the back and said, "I can't get up yet. You hurt my wound."

Simucher was surprised and suddenly looked up at her. He didn't dare to touch her any more.

Mo Rongyan looked at his panicked look, bent his lips, and bent his eyebrows and eyes. When they did something wrong when they were young, simucher was like this when his grandmother scolded them.

Her soft little hand held simuche's warm palm, "muuche, how about giving up drinking."

Simuche took her little hand back and intertwined her fingers. He kissed her fingertips and looked at her gently without hesitation.

"Good!"

Xi Muqiao asked Zuo array to send his mother back to the old house, but yuan Sufei refused, but Xi Muqiao had a tough attitude. Something happened to his face and grandma. His mother ran at both ends, worried and tired.

"Mom, go back and have a rest. I'll watch here. I'll inform you if you have something. Don't worry."

"Well, you must tell me something."

Simuccio nodded, helped his mother close the door and watched the car go away and disappear into the night.

Instead of turning around immediately, he stood at the door of the hospital, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, popped a cigarette and took it into his mouth. He hit the lighter, and the light blue flame made a loud noise in the silent night.

His black coat, black trousers and black leather shoes seemed to be integrated with the dark and silent night. He could only see the flickering sparks. The blue and white smoke ring spitting out from his thin lips was blown away by the cold wind at night.

He took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was close to midnight. He narrowed his eyes and took a cigarette. At this time, his wife should go to bed.

He put away the idea of calling Qiao mu, twisted out his cigarette butts on the garbage can on one side, stepped on two long legs and walked towards the hospital hall.

On the contrary, Qiao Mu was not sleepy at the moment. She looked at the dark ceiling with wide eyes and counted sheep.

"One happy, two boiling sheep, three beautiful, four gray wolves..."

"Ah, why can't you sleep!"

She got up, scratched her hair, scratched it into a chicken nest, then fell decadent on the ground and continued to look at the ceiling. She felt that she was really going to die, because she had been thinking about simuccio.

He left in such a hurry. It must be no small matter. She really wanted to call him immediately to ask him how he was, but she was afraid to disturb him.

She clenched the edge of the quilt and pouted. "Uncle really didn't call me. Let me worry here. I knew I would follow him."

She lay flat like a baby, closed her eyes and continued to count the sheep.

"One happy, two boiling sheep... Five lazy sheep, six simukio..."

She suddenly opened her eyes, held her head and began to wail.

"It's over, it's over, the spring heart is really beginning to ripple. Am I really trapped in the beauty of this old man? It's terrible, whining. "

She suddenly remembered the sentence that simuccio asked herself, 'does your wife want to have children for me?'

She thought happily that the uncle was so good-looking, his appearance and height were first-class, and he was not bad. The child brought together all the advantages of the two of them. He must be very beautiful.

Her face began to burn again. She stretched out her hand from the quilt to cover her face, mom! I began to think about giving birth to others!

One night she thought about things. She didn't sleep until dawn, so that when simukio came back, she was still sleeping soundly with bubbles.

Simuccio bought her favorite crab roe bun and preserved egg lean meat porridge. He put it on the table and glanced around. It was quiet. His wife hasn't got up yet?

He smiled, "what a lazy pig."

She walked to her room with long legs. Sure enough, she was still sleeping soundly. Her small body curled up in the quilt, revealing only her small black head. Her small mouth was squeezed by the pillow, and her mouth was slightly open. A string of saliva pulled a thin silver thread between her mouth and the pillow.

Xi Muqiao leaned over and kissed her red face. He put his hand into the quilt to touch Qiao Mu's little feet. Fortunately, it was warm.

He took off his clothes and shoes, with only a black flat corner. He opened the quilt and gently drilled in. It happened that he didn't close his eyes last night. He was also a little tired. It's good to take his wife back to the cage.

His strong arm touched her body, held her shoulder, and carefully turned Qiao Mu over. He didn't dislike that Qiao Mu was still drooling at the corners of his mouth and held her in his arms.

Joe Mu rubbed in his arms for a long time. His soft hair rubbed in his mouth and tickled his heart. Finally, she found a comfortable position and stopped moving.

Simuccio smiled bitterly, his long finger lifted the bangs in front of her forehead, his thin wet lips fell on her smooth forehead, and he whispered in her ear.

"Little bastard, tease your husband early in the morning."