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- When An Xinyu heard this, she was embarrassed and blushed.
"At that time, I didn't want to die after seeing you! You look a hundred times more difficult and painful than me. You can live well, why am I worse than you."
Facing the unwilling face of the other party, Mo Yu remained silent.
She didn't know that the choice she had made after struggling had actually affected the life and death of another person.
Good!
It's just that An Xinyu's contemptuous tone, what's going on?
"Because of you, I went home and had a showdown with my husband directly. He explained that it was a play on the occasion, and the person I loved the most was still me. At that time, I felt that I had finally caught up with my husband, and I must not give up easily, so I persisted. Later, after a long time, I felt that it didn¡¯t matter.¡±
"Did you get the answer you want?" Mo Yu found it funny.
It's really embarrassing that this woman will forgive her man's actions in the end, but she ran to her to seek answers.
"what is the answer?"
"You said you don't care."
"Huh? When did I say - oh - I did. But now I'm very sad." An Xinyu drank the tea in her cup in one gulp, her face was not as painful as before, "So I'm here I'm looking for you."
Mo Yu didn't want to talk anymore, walked into the room, took out a roll of air-conditioning quilt and a pillow from the white solid wood built-in wardrobe, and put them on the table.
"Go to bed early! I have to go to work tomorrow."
The sad woman let out a soft "oh", her eyebrows and eyes raised suddenly.
"Don't you wonder who my husband is? If I say it, you will be shocked."
Mo Yu looked at the electronic clock on the wall, it was 21:00, and it was time for her to read.
"My husband is the well-known actor Yan Zixiu. We are secretly married. Are you surprised or surprised?" An Xinyu clasped her fists in front of her chest, looking intoxicated.
It was already 21:01, and Mo Yu was a little anxious.
"I was the one who chased him back then. In order to support him, no matter where he went to hold a concert, I would go there. I also established the fan support club. Chasing him, I worked too hard, but fortunately he was touched by my persistence later on. , and finally married me, but¡ª" her voice dropped, "For his acting career, our marriage must not be revealed."
At 21:05, Mo Yu's face turned dark.
She is not interested in An Xinyu's star chasing journey.
"Mo Yu, you don't know how much I love him! You can listen to him about everything, but even if he plays on the occasion, he shouldn't date so many people at once. This doesn't take me seriously. I should What should I do? How can I make him calm down, or is it best to cut off all his gossip?"
At 21:10, Mo Yu stood up resolutely.
The client I will meet tomorrow is a foreigner. She has to study English well, review her knowledge, investigate the client's identity and background, go to bed early, make a facial mask, and get up early tomorrow morning.
"Mo Yu, I love him very much. I really love him, but every time I see his lace news, or even see the picture of him hanging shoulder to shoulder with other actresses, I feel sad! And those unsightly The bed scene, and Mo Yu, why are you leaving? Listen to me."
Of course, Mo Yu walked faster, went upstairs, entered the study, and locked it.
An Xinyu was left vacant in the living room.
Looking left at the master bedroom where the children slept, and then at the closed study door upstairs, I felt wronged and tears rolled down my face.
"I came to you because I was really sad."
She wiped her tears, sat on the sofa, leaned against the pillow, wrapped herself in circles and circles with the air conditioner, and stared blankly at the front, the direction where the TV hung.
She is like a person who has lost her soul, her eyes are dull, and she sits quietly.
Maybe you are thinking deeply, blaming yourself, or thinking about how to solve the things you are currently worried about.
It's exactly twelve o'clock at night.
Mo Yu went downstairs exhausted, and this was what he saw.
The young and beautiful woman tilted her head, her hands were tightly wrapped in the air-conditioning quilt, and she leaned on the back of the sofa.
Her long eyelashes were wet and glued together in lumps, her face was slightly pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her brows were furrowed.
Mo Yu shook his head, walked to the corner, turned on the floor-standing air conditioner, loosened the air-conditioner quilt for the woman, and sighed after seeing the other's frowning eyebrows slightly loosened.
"You, too, are a humblePeople. "
"I also feel very humble!" The person who should have been asleep opened his mouth slightly, but there was no sign of waking up, "But I can't live without him. Without him, I will die."
It was actually talking in sleep!
In the past, Mo Yu, who put love first, could understand it.
Now, seeing through love and experiencing the helplessness of marriage, she disagrees.
In this world, no matter who you are, you can't live without someone? Even the child she cherishes the most now will eventually leave her when she grows up, and reorganize a new family with their cherished other half.
She will not comment on other people's views on marriage and love.
Everyone feels differently at each stage, just like at this stage, she values ??her child more than her own life.
"Sleep!"
A few lingering sounds gradually dissipated along with the sound of the air conditioner turning.
The sleeping woman gradually loosened her brows and eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised
"Ping Ping Pong Pong"
"Crackling!" There was a constant piercing sound of metal crashing.
Mo Yu frowned impatiently. Xiaonuan, that little girl, is playing with water in the bathroom again, and she is not afraid of catching a cold.
"Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping", the sound was a little louder, and there was a loud "bang", as if an iron product had fallen to the ground.
"Crackling", like the sound of porcelain breaking.
Almost everything in the bathroom has been smashed, right?
Yes, the daily necessities in the bathroom are all plastic or imitation porcelain products, how could they be smashed?
She sat up abruptly, feeling ominous in her heart.
He put on his slippers indiscriminately and rushed to the kitchen.
Mo Yu's face was as black as a pot when he saw the messy mess and broken porcelain pieces everywhere.
"Mo Yu, I'm sorry. I thought it would be unethical to sleep with you, so I thought about making breakfast for you and the children." An Xinyu showed embarrassment.
"It's the first time I've done it, and I can't do it well. Don't worry, I'll buy you a new set of these broken pots and bowls."
"It's okay!" Mo Yu bent down and picked up the broken porcelain pieces carefully.
"Are you angry?" An Xinyu straightened her neck and asked again.
"No!" Mo Yu shook his head.
"But I feel that you are very angry." An Xinyu felt guilty, "If you are unhappy at anything, you can tell me."
"Well, I'm very angry¡ªI regret taking you in last night." Mo Yu told the truth.
After packing up the porcelain shards, I raised my head and was about to get the vacuum cleaner to suck up the small shards, when I suddenly saw the other person's eyes were reddish, about to cry.
Mo Yu:
I regret telling the truth.
"But there's nothing wrong with it, I'm about to change a set of dishes. You can buy me another set!" A tone of coaxing children.
An Xinyu stopped her tears and smiled happily.
"Mo Yu, I knew you had the best heart."
Mo Yu didn't answer.
She just didn't want to make a grown-up cry.
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