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Chapter 33 Car Accident

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    Only then did Lu Feng bury his head in my arms with a "wow", and yelled hysterically.

    Lu Feng yelled for a few minutes, then started talking intermittently.

    I listened to it several times before I understood, but just now Yu Sufen was making love with him, and suddenly received a call from the hospital that her husband had a car accident on the road.  Several cars collided in a row, and her car was squeezed in the middle. It is still unknown what happened.

    "Awen, do you know? I cursed him for getting into a car accident, I cursed him for getting into a car accident!"

    Lu Feng grabbed my arm, raised his red eyes, frowned, and looked at me helplessly.

    "So what? He might be killed, but he can't be cursed to death by you. Did you hit him? No."

    "I know he can't be cursed to death by me, but do you know what it's like for a woman to ask you with a stern face while making love to you, 'How is my wife doing now'?"

    I'm speechless, I don't know, but I can imagine it was a "toothless" experience.  I tried to comb his hair with my fingers, but couldn't get it through.

    Finally, I said: "Don't blame yourself too much."

    Lu Feng has calmed down, pulled on his pajamas, and said lightly: "I'm not blaming myself, but I just feel sick. Do you think her husband will die?"

    "It's hard to say. Car accidents are the most dangerous."

    "If her husband dies, wouldn't she need to get a divorce?" Lu Feng looked up at the ceiling, with a pale smile on his lips, "However, in that case, maybe every time I have sex with her, I will think of that man.  Well, he¡¯s still the best, but,¡± he sighed, ¡°it¡¯s miserable enough that I admire it. Sometimes, when I can¡¯t sleep at night, I just think that if I were that man, how would I survive?  And I think he's amazing."

    It turns out that rivals who are intriguing and life-and-death are often unavoidable to cherish each other.

    In the evening, Yu Sufen called to say that her husband was not dead, but only slightly injured, "You don't have to worry."  The man told the mistress not to worry, the original partner is not dead, it's really funny when you think about it.

    "Got it," Lu Feng hung up the phone calmly, took a towel to wash his face, "Awen, let's go out to eat."

    I thought I heard it wrong, and he smiled at me, "I have to eat, just celebrate that her husband is not dead."

    Let's go eat.  Lu Feng's appetite is surprisingly good today, "When you are sad, you should eat more, otherwise you will be even more sad."

    "Don't say that," I was so sad that I didn't know how to comfort him, and I couldn't help thinking: Maybe, in front of the one we love, we are all just a dish, and under the glamorous appearance, there is a heart that is worried about gains and losses and uneasy.  , Humble like the heart of overnight bread, I only hope that God will open his eyes, and the other party will "pick me up", and I am afraid of "pick it up, finish eating, pat my ass and leave".

    Lu Feng was about to move, and he finally decided to break up with Yu Sufen.  On the day of moving, he stared blankly at the small coffee table next to the bed for a long time.  He said: "When I bought it, I first picked the one with edges and corners. Later she saw it and said that it might hurt if I walked carelessly like that, so I insisted on changing it for a round one for me to feel at ease." He wiped his eyes, "A woman treats you  When it¡¯s good, it¡¯s really like a child, you can¡¯t hate it even if you want to, they don¡¯t know that it¡¯s the most hateful thing.¡±

    "Why did you decide to break up with her?" I asked.

    Lu Feng stroked the round edge of the small coffee table, and said lightly: "Last week, she came to me to discuss what to do in the future. We discussed and discussed without any idea, so we simply went to bed. Guess what, she actually  No. It was the first time. At that time, we were all surprised. She stared at me, and I stared at her. Looking at her, I had a very strange feeling, as if there was a belt between me and her  , just like the colorful ribbons that are thrown out when the ship sails on TV, she pulls one end, I pull the other end, the boat sails, the ribbons get tighter and tighter, and slowly become very thin, spider silk  The same thread, I watched her get farther and farther away from me, and finally the thread broke with a 'snap', she took her heart back, and I took mine back. She should have  This kind of feeling, then I said, let's break up, I guess if I don't break up with her, she will probably break up with me."

    "Do you still love her?"

    "I can't do sex anymore, even if I want to love," he sighed, "I think sex probably has a share too. After it's done, you can't help but be dissatisfied. The body is the most honest."

    "Is her husband going to divorce now?"

    "My wife has already turned her prodigal son back, so why leave her? Naturally, eyes are opened and closed, and everyone pretends it's not the case. Do you think women are so upbeat? It's a pity for the lost child. I heard that she can be born again in the future, but say  let's go,what?  She finally came to her senses and grabbed my shoulder, "Do you want me to go to work in Hangzhou?"  "Her brows were twisted into a knot, and her voice was a little surprised, a little puzzled, and even a little angry.

    I shook off her hand, not knowing how to answer for a while.  I looked into her eyes, and many scenes flashed through my mind like a montage: from the first time I saw her, to the first hug in the winter wind, to the walk in Wenzhou Jiangxin Island, it was really a colorful talk  in love.  We used to be very far away, so far away that I felt like I was going crazy, so far away that she didn't believe there would be a result, and then we finally got closer, until the eyes met under the blue white clouds, so close that I thought I could hold hands for a lifetime  distance.  However, every time, I was the one who was approaching her, but she wanted to pull herself further and further away, so far away that I couldn't reach her, and she still asked me here: "Is it because I want to go to work in Hangzhou?  "

    "Forfora lot of things," I stammered, feeling the blood rushing to my forehead as I spoke, and I tried to control my voice calmly, "It's not your job, it's youyou let  I'm very sad." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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