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Chapter Fifty-Three

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    She drove his car away, and Kong Ming had no choice but to drive his beautiful car to and from get off work.

    I have been calling and sending messages, but there is no response.

    When he got home and saw that her things were all there, he felt at ease again.

    After a whole week, Kong Ming came home very late and saw his car in the garage.  He stopped, pulled out the car key, and stared silently for a while.

    When he walked to the door of the house, he knew that there was someone in the house, and he became afraid instead.

    Finally, he opened the door and saw her half lying on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him.

    "You're back," her voice was a little hoarse, her face was pale, the creases of her double eyelids deepened, her cheeks were slightly sunken, and she had a very haggard face.

    "Why don't you come in?" Zhang Meili stood up and walked towards the door.

    He stood outside the door, with the urge to turn around and leave. He had a faint feeling that he would hear something he didn't want to hear.  An emotion called fear surfaced, which he had been ignoring for a long time and kept her from knowing, but it was dug out at this moment.

    "Do you know where I have been these few days?" She asked after closing the door.

    He said: "It doesn't matter, I don't want to know."

    "This is what you should know," she sat on the sofa, crossed her fingers, looked at the floor, her tone was calm, "my mother is dead."

    Xu Mo is dead. She is a mentally ill patient. She is either silent or talking to herself all day long. After a long time, everyone treats her as a child of a certain age, and it is enough to take care of her, eat, drink and sleep.  Who would have thought that she would run to the stairwell alone to probe her brain, and for some reason, she would fall headfirst, causing a massive brain hemorrhage, but she could not be rescued.

    Zhang Meili rushed over without telling anyone, and no one could tell, and arranged the funeral silently.  She guarded her dead mother alone, no one to enlighten her, she got into the horns, she felt that she was not good, she shouldn't think that her mother was crazy and didn't understand anything, so she told her about Zhang Chengxin's terminal illness.  Tell her about the family property dispute between myself and Xia Xue. You shouldn't always say that the mother and daughter will live together in another place in the future.

    While blaming herself, she hated Xia Xueqing and her father to death, and when she thought of going back to face Kong Ming, she finally felt that she couldn't bear it any longer.

    "Why don't you talk?" She looked up at him, "You talk"

    "sorry."

    Zhang Meili gave a stiff sneer, she had heard this sentence too much.

    This person can say two sentences best, one I love you, one is sorry, one she doesn't want to hear, and one he shouldn't say.

    He shouldn't say sorry, he has nothing to be sorry for her, she knows this matter better than anyone else.

    Then one day she was very drunk, Zhang Meili was still a cultured woman at heart, even if she was in the bar with Duan Rongyang, she would seldom let herself get drunk.  Come pick yourself up.

    "You liar, you actually know everything about me, right?" She was pulled into the car by him, and immediately slumped on him and patted his face, muttering, "Why do you pretend you don't know, why don't you  Scold me, you are reading my jokes, do you think I am ridiculous?"

    Kong Ming pulled her hand away, trying to sit up straight from the seat, but she was pressed into the seat by her whole body.

    "Is it fun to play with me like this? She always said she loves me, and my mother also said she loved me. Didn't she leave me? Dad loves me, and he wants to leave me too" Her tears dripped onto his clothes, seeping into his clothes.  On his chest, "What about you? It must be the same as them!"

    His heart ached as if it was about to burst. This was not the first time she cried in front of him, but it was the most real one, and the one he pitied the most.

    "No, you believe me, I love you," he held her face in his hands and kissed her tears away.

    "I don't love you," Zhang Meili was really drunk, she didn't want to pretend anymore, she pushed him away, and said what she had always warned herself, "I never loved you, I don't want to be with you  gone."

    He only said two words: "You are drunk, don't mess around."

    "Heh" She got up from him, with tears still on her face, smiled wryly, opened the car door, leaned on the door frame and bent down to spit it out.

    At first, I just drank a glass of soda that women like, with nice colors and bubbles. Later, a few people from other tables came over, played games, opened foreign wine together, and poured wine when they lost.  In the past, she was always playing tricks, drinking less and drinking slowly, and she was able to stay awake in the end.  Now she doesn't want to wake up, she doesn't refuse anyone who comes, like water, she is unknowingly filled half of the bottle, but the more blurred her consciousness is, some things that she usually doesn't want to think about, come together.Come on, keep turning in your head.

    Between husband and wife, there are no so-called secrets. If there is something wrong with the closest person, the other party will definitely notice it.  A smart mind like Kong Ming cared so much about her, how could he not know about her mother's situation, and how could she not know that she often went to the nursing home to see her mother.  Sometimes I would suddenly hate him for being like this, knowing these things, why didn't I have a showdown with her.  If he didn't ask, she wouldn't say it. She was afraid to talk about it. There were many other things she was afraid of, such as pretending to love him all the time, and

    , the people she loved left her one after another.

    Zhang Meili leaned against the car and vomited non-stop. This feeling was very painful. Physically, there was an illusion that her heart was about to be vomited out.  She shook off the hands that were soothing her back and arms. She was so embarrassed that she didn't want to be seen or laughed at by him.  The parents who gave birth to her and loved her can abandon her, and she no longer trusts anyone.

    The next day, Zhang Meili didn't mention what she said that night, as if she had forgotten it, exactly as usual.

    She found an interior designer who was difficult to make an appointment, went directly to Zhang's house to have a look around, and led the decoration team to start work at home two days later.

    Xia Xueqing quarreled with her. She said that this house was originally reserved for Xu Mo, but now it has been transferred to her. Her own house can be decorated as she wants, and no one else can control it.  While speaking, he directed the workers to lift the bed in Xia Xueqing's bedroom and throw it out.

    Facing Kong Ming, she no longer made that pitiful look of "your mother bullied me", and just dumped the mess on him.  Kong Ming had no choice but to appease Xia Xueqing and gave her a lot of benefits to calm her down.

    Zhang Meili was busy renovating and renovating, leaving early and returning late, sleeping as soon as she got home, and rarely talking to Kong Ming, and the two of them hadn't had a married life for almost a month.

    Just when Kong Ming felt that he should talk to her, when he came home from get off work that night, there was still no one at home, and it was surprisingly quiet.

    He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't see anything wrong.  He walked into the cloakroom, unbuttoned his shirt, and opened the huge closet. There were many beautiful clothes in it, and his clothes took up a small half of the space.

    Only his clothes.

    He pushed open the foreign-made shoe cabinet that reached to the ceiling. The shoes on it had always been neatly stacked on the shelf, and a pair of high-heeled shoes was gone.

    The man began to breathe heavily, went out and looked around the house blankly, a lot of her stuff disappeared.

    At this moment, the phone rang, Kong Ming walked over, and the caller ID showed "Beautiful".

    He didn't pick up the bell until it rang for more than ten seconds. The woman over there said:

    "Hey let's talk about the divorce." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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