A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Rong Che carried Lin Qinghuan back to the room, locked the bedroom door, then threw Lin Qinghuan on the bed, and immediately posted it himself.

Lin Qinghuan didn't expect Rong Che to be so anxious, he propped himself on the bed and wanted to adjust his position, but just as his hands fell, Lin Qinghuan broke out in cold sweat instantly, and rolled off the bed screaming.

Lin Qinghuan was terrified, Rong Che didn't expect it, and was very surprised.

"What's wrong?" Rong Che followed the moonlight outside to find Lin Qinghuan, held her in his arms, and asked softly.

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath and said, "Rong Che... Did I, we, go to the wrong room?"

In the dimly lit room, Rong Che frowned deeply, and quickly let go of Lin Qinghuan, and turned on the wall lamp in the room.

Lin Qinghuan squatted at the end of the bed with her arms around her legs, not daring to look.

Rong Che turned on the light, and his eyes fell on the extra person on the bed.

"Archer..."

Hearing this voice, Lin Qinghuan froze.

Rong Che clenched his hands tightly, and the next moment, he directly pulled her off the bed.

"Archer, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I know I was wrong, I beg you..."

Rong Che completely ignored her, dragged her off the bed, forcefully pulled her to the door, opened the door, and pushed her out.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't say a word to her.

Qin Yao stood at the door with tears all over her face.

She was really wrong. Ten years ago, she was completely wrong.

In the room, Lin Qinghuan was still squatting motionless at the end of the bed, she felt that she should not appear.

After thinking about it carefully, it is true that I went to the wrong room, and it may be wrong for a long time in the future.

And Rong Che directly pulled Lin Qinghuan up, took a coat from the bed and put it on her, and said, "Let's go."

Lin Qinghuan hesitated: "Where are you going?"

"Go home." Rong Che said.

After speaking, Rong Che went out first.

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath, followed quickly, Rong Che went to Rong Siyuan's room and carried him out.

With sleepy eyes, Rong Siyuan lay on Rong Che's shoulder, and said in a daze, "Father, auntie is angry and is suing grandpa. Let's go home, otherwise, Lin Qinghuan will be in trouble."

"En." Rong Che replied in a low voice, walked up to Lin Qinghuan, hugged Rong Siyuan with one hand, and held Lin Qinghuan with the free hand.

Lin Qinghuan hesitated: "I can do it myself."

Rong Che didn't make a sound, nor let her go.

I just went to the second floor from the living room, and came down from the upstairs again within 10 minutes.

However, Rong Che's complexion was worse than before.

Mu Yun frowned: "Do you still have to leave at this late hour?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Rong Che said directly.

Even Lin Qinghuan, who was standing with him, shuddered when he heard the cold voice.

Soon, Rong Che left with Lin Qinghuan.

The street lamps of the old house stretched their shadows very long, Lin Qinghuan's hands were so cold that Rong Che couldn't warm them up even though he held them tightly.

Xiao Liu drove the car out of the garage and parked in front of the two of them. Rong Che asked Lin Qinghuan to get in the car first, then handed Rong Siyuan to her, and got in the car last.

Rong Che wanted to hug him back into his arms. Although he was a six-year-old child, he was quite heavy. However, Rong Siyuan nestled in Lin Qinghuan's arms and didn't want to leave.

Lin Qinghuan whispered: "I'll come."

Rong Che didn't push anymore.

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Shen Fengyan doesn't know how to smoke, but now he holds the cigarette with two fingers, takes a sip, but chokes himself to tears.

Obviously unable to smoke, but trying to be brave, the unburned ash fell on the finger, and it didn't feel like it hurt at all.

If, when he came back desperately, the one standing with her at this moment probably wouldn't be Rong Che, right?

Shen Fengyan took out his mobile phone, dialed a series of completely unfamiliar numbers, and waited for the connection.

Lin Qinghuan was very tired, but now she was holding Rong Siyuan in her arms, so she didn't dare to sleep.

In order for Rong Siyuan to sleep more comfortably, she maintained a position without moving.

Along the way, Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan didn't speak, her cell phone ringing broke the silence in the car.

Lin Qinghuan's arm was a little numb, but she tried her best to remain calm and took out her phone from her pocket.

The number was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember whose it belonged to.

After answering the phone, I haven't had time to speak.

Then I heard Shen Fengyan gritted his teeth and asked: "I don't care how many men you have slept with, why did you break up with me! Lin Qinghuan, I don't agree, I don't agree, I will never let you go, understand? !"

Rong Siyuan, who was lying in Lin Qinghuan's arms, moved unwillingly, the arm pillowed under his small head felt like an electric shock, and Lin Qinghuan's whole body became numb and lost consciousness.

Rong Che just closed his eyes and rested his mind, but did not fall asleep.

The ringtone of Lin Qinghuan's mobile phone was a bit harsh to his ears.

He glanced at her sideways: "Whose phone number?" He didn't care, just asked casually.

Lin Qinghuan's throat tightened, and it took him a long time to say: "Wrong type."

Rong Che responded, and immediately reached out to take her mobile phone. Lin Qinghuan resisted a little and wanted to hang up the phone, but it was too late.

Shen Fengyan heard Rong Che's voice, and just about to speak, he heard the extremely casual voice on the other end of the phone: "Did you hear that?"

Rong Che was not sure if it was him.

Intuition told him, yes.

Lin Qinghuan's back was stiff, and her palms were tightly clutching Rong Siyuan's clothes.

Rong Che's words seemed casual, but to her, they sounded like warnings.

Shen Fengyan held the phone firmly, Rong Che's understated voice was like a sharp knife piercing his heart to him.

After a long time, Shen Fengyan sneered: "Did you arrange it? Since five years ago?"

Rong Che was silent for a long time before saying, "You overestimate me." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Opening the car window, the wind poured in from outside the car window, Rong Che casually threw Lin Qinghuan's cell phone out, and quickly closed the car window.

When the hand fell to the ground, it was already torn apart, and the passing vehicles were crushed and crushed, and soon it was broken into pieces.

Shen Fengyan heard a busy tone from the other end of the phone, and soon, the phone in his hand fell to the ground.

It turned out that this was the case when the heartache was no longer there.It turns out that heartbreak is not felt.

In that broken mobile phone, there was always a text message from—— my heart, and there were only three words: Break up.

From the moment he landed at the Italian International Airport and switched on the phone, he never called that number again.

Because of Rong Che's relationship, he couldn't go back to the country. During the five years he stayed in Italy, he called that number several times almost every day. During the five years, his mobile phone was never turned off.

Afraid of missing out.

However, it is only today that he fully understands that from the moment he agreed to go to Italy for five years, it has become an irreparable mistake in his life.

inside the car.

Rong Che leaned on the seat and narrowed his eyes slightly, before saying after a long time: "How long has it been since you changed your number?"

Lin Qinghuan: "I changed it once before, but I haven't changed it again, maybe four or five years."

"Oh." Rong Che was quite satisfied, and said after a while: "Tomorrow, I will ask someone to make another one for you. Do you still need that number?"

Lin Qinghuan: "You can do whatever you want, and I don't have anyone to contact."

Back at the villa, Xiao Liu parked the car at the door, got out of the car and opened the door, Rong Che got out of the car, and took Rong Siyuan from Lin Qinghuan's arms.

Lin Qinghuan's arms were numb and lost consciousness, Rong Che carried Rong Siyuan into the villa, Lin Qinghuan slowed down in the car by himself before getting out of the car.

Rong Siyuan woke up, and Rong Che coaxed him to sleep in his room before leaving.

After washing up and returning to the bedroom, Lin Qinghuan was already asleep, lying beside him, trying to avoid her eyes, but in the end, she still returned to her.

He said that regardless of a man's most basic desires, how much he is fascinated by a woman is how much he sinks in her.

Basic desire, has he ever had it?
In the past, not to mention the people around him saying that he might have a problem, in fact, even he himself doubted it.

After all, no one can really have no desires, and he is not a god, so there is no reason to insist on keeping himself clean. After he understands the things between men and women, he also tries to love someone.

However, he has not met the other half who can make him feel, even if it is only a purely physical feeling.

Maybe there was.

That blurred face, the one who couldn't see clearly.

The first time I saw Lin Qinghuan at the Lin family, that blurred face became clear for a moment.

So, he chose her.

If it was destined to be a dying marriage, he hoped it would be her, even if it was just a vague shadow.

Lin Qinghuan was so tired that she fell asleep right away lying on the bed.

Feeling that there was someone beside him, he leaned into that warm embrace.

Rong Che hesitated for a while, then turned around and hugged her, kissed her lips with warm lips, pressed against her ear, and whispered, "Have we met before?"

"En?" Lin Qinghuan fell into a drowsy sleep, was silent for a while, and smiled: "Classmate, am I your long-lost girlfriend?"

The handsome boy in my memory staggered and stood in front of her under the push of a group of people, hesitating for a while before saying: "Student, we must have met somewhere."

She smiled and said calmly, "Unfortunately, we haven't seen each other before."

He pursued her persistently: "I must have seen it! I'm sure!"

"While dreaming?"

He hesitated for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes, in the dream, you told me that you are my long-lost girlfriend!"

I have seen someone strike up a conversation, but I have never seen him so direct.

Probably because I think I have capital.

Elegant and sunny, his smile is as warm as a spring breeze, he is good enough and serious enough.

It starts with appearance and falls into talent.

He is love at first sight, she is love at first sight.

Unfortunately, something is always missing.

In a haze, Lin Qinghuan was thinking that maybe the afternoon sun was so charming that she couldn't see his face clearly. In the past five years, every time she thought of Shen Fengyan, her face was covered with a layer of gentle light.

His smile is blurred and his outline is blurred.

The sunshine in the spring afternoon is just right.

Later, she always said that he scored [-] points in the sun that day, and even God was helping him.

But now, she suddenly discovered a cruel fact, that is, she may never know the real appearance of Shen Fengyan.

Rong Che's arm holding her was stiff, but Lin Qinghuan was getting closer and closer to him, her arms around his waist tightened, holding her tightly...