Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

The two women leaned against each other, comforting and warming each other.

The strong crying sounded like an ebbing tide, slowly fading away.

At this moment, Ji Weiwei's cell phone rang, and she came out of Zhang Xiaofei's arms, sobbing, "Thank you, Xiaofei."

Zhang Xiaofei wiped her wet eyes and said warmly, "It's okay, you can answer the phone first."

Ji Weiwei nodded, took out her mobile phone from her bag, and saw that it was Anping, so she answered it: "Hello, Anping."

Ji Weiwei just cried, her voice was wet and soft, which made Anping startled slightly, he reacted, coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." She pretended to be relaxed, but she didn't want to say it now.

"Where are you right now then?"

"I'm here with Zhang Xiaofei."

"Do you want to go back to the villa?" Anping said, "I'll take you back, and send me your address now."

Ji Weiwei thought about it, since she wasn't live broadcasting anymore, she had vented all her emotions that should be vented, so she might as well go back earlier, so as not to do impulsive things again.

"Okay." So she reported the address of Zhang Xiaofei's home to Anping.

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Ji Weiwei hung up the phone, not knowing what to say to Zhang Xiaofei, so she said, "Then I'll go back later, I haven't thought about the live broadcast yet, so let's forget it."

Zhang Xiaofei didn't know what she was thinking at this time, so she nodded her head: "Okay."

The two waited in silence for more than ten minutes, when the doorbell rang, presumably it was Anping.

Ji Weiwei picked up her things, Zhang Xiaofei escorted her to the door, opened the door, and the moment she saw Anping, her body stiffened.

Ji Weiwei, who was standing next to her, felt the change in Zhang Xiaofei's body stiffness, and it was only for a while that the past between An Ping and Zhang Xiaofei rang out.

I really didn't think of this when I called to report the address just now, and I was still immersed in my emotions and didn't come out. Now that I think about it, I am really annoyed that I forgot about this matter, thus ignoring my friend's feelings.

Zhang Xiaofei looked as usual, but her stiff body betrayed her mood at this moment.

Anping also showed no expression, skipping over Zhang Xiaofei and looking at Ji Weiwei.

Ji Weiwei hurriedly apologized angrily: "I'm sorry Xiaofei, I didn't think that I shouldn't let him pick me up."

Zhang Xiaofei didn't say a word, and handed Ji Weiwei to Anping without saying a word, then turned around and went back to the room.

Ji Weiwei looked at Zhang Xiaofei's back, and sighed secretly, she understood too well now, some things and some emotions couldn't be explained clearly, and the feelings and reasons could only be felt by the person concerned.

Ji Weiwei closed the door in frustration, followed Anping downstairs, and then got into his car.

Anping didn't start the car right away, he looked sideways at Ji Weiwei's side face, it was still as good-looking as the one that made his heart beat back then.

"Why are you still not happy to catch up with your friends?"

Ji Weiwei is still regretting today's actions, not only regretting today, but also regretting herself for a while, indulging her emotions and doing things that hurt others.

Her voice was low and small: "I have become a self I don't even know."

Anping lowered his eyes: "Relax, don't push yourself too hard, your nerves are just a little bit tense, after all, you haven't figured out what's going on all over the place."

"I seem to hide in a place where there is no one." In this way, maybe I won't feel so uncomfortable, and maybe I won't make others feel uncomfortable anymore.

"Then Yue'er can only play the game of little tadpoles looking for their mother." He said lightly and jokingly, even if he couldn't make Ji Weiwei feel better, it was to make her relax. Recently, she has put too much pressure on herself , almost rarely laugh anymore.

But what he liked most was her smile.

Bright and eye-catching.

Ji Weiwei said, "Then I'll take her with me."

"What about me?"

Ji Weiwei didn't speak any more, and Anping didn't continue to ask, repeating the last rhetorical question just now was just a joke.

After a few seconds of silence, Anping said again: "In my opinion, you are still you, it's just that everyone has different attitudes and moods when facing different stages of life."

He started the engine, and the car drove steadily onto the road.

Ji Weiwei turned her head to the side, looking at the receding scenery outside the car window, her mood brightened slightly: "Maybe what you said is right."

Anping concentrated on driving, and didn't say anything else, just appease him appropriately, but don't turn it into preaching, otherwise it will change the flavor.

He drove the car quietly, holding the steering wheel with his bony hands, and the black steering wheel made his hands more white and slender.

The atmosphere in the car circulates quietly, and soothing music echoes in it.

Ji Weiwei half-closed her eyes, her thoughts wandered, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Anping drove the car slowly, he liked when Ji Weiwei and Ji Weiwei got along so quietly, as if the two of them were free in the world, no one disturbed them.

He hoped that time would freeze, or that this road would extend forever without end, but finally reached the destination.

The car was parked downstairs, Ji Weiwei's thoughts hadn't come back yet, as if she was still thinking about something.

Anping turned his head to look at her again, and suddenly remembered that she called his name softly and softly on the phone. He never thought that his name would be called so nicely, like the soft wind blowing from the lake. It touched his heartstrings.

At this time, her side face was beautiful, every line from her forehead to her chin was so soft and soft, her lips were red and tender, like freshly picked strawberries with dewdrops, one couldn't help but want to taste them.

The more Anping watched, the more he felt palpitations. He could not help clenching the steering wheel with his hands, his Adam's apple was sliding up and down, and he couldn't help leaning towards Ji Weiwei.

That fair cheek was silently tempting him, and before Ji Weiwei moved, Anping couldn't help kissing her.

Feeling the two thin lips brushing against her cheeks, Ji Weiwei pulled back her thoughts and dodged back in shock. She didn't notice that the back of her head hit the car window, and there was a "bang", the pain was so painful that she stared at it.

Anping was so frightened that she didn't have any charming thoughts, and stretched out her hand to touch the back of her head to see what was going on.

Ji Weiwei clutched the back of her head and kept retreating, warning: "Don't come here."

Bitterness and sadness surged in Anping's heart, she wanted to avoid him like a jackal, how could a loved one treat him like this, how could he not feel sad.

He forcibly suppressed his emotions, and the words that came out of his mouth were spinning in his chest, but he couldn't say it, what did he say?Say how much he loves her, wants to shelter her, wants to spend the rest of his life with her?

But he couldn't, and he couldn't at this time, at least until she let go of that person completely in her heart.

When he just opened his mouth, his voice became calm after all, without the slightest emotion, "Is there something wrong?"

Ji Weiwei rubbed her head, recovered after a while, and shook her head silently.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward at this time, and no one knew what to say.

Finally, Anping explained: "The atmosphere was so good just now, it was just an accident, I'm sorry."

Ji Weiwei is still silent, everyone is an adult, many things are well known and unwilling to say, she also knows that Anping has some feelings for her, but it is impossible for her to accept him and respond to him now .

After a moment of silence, she said, "I should be the one who should say sorry."

An Ping opened his mouth slightly, and was speechless for a while. All these sacrifices were voluntary, but he said that he put himself very low in this relationship, and just hoped that Ji Weiwei could live a better life.

He sometimes hates it, but not Ji Weiwei, but why fate made him appear so late. If he could appear earlier, before Shangzhi appeared, and beside Ji Weiwei, then she would choose now. Could it be him?

When Anping wanted to say something again, Ji Weiwei had already opened the car door and left.

Anping closed his eyes in the driver's seat, suppressed all his emotions, let out a breath, and made sure that he would not be impulsive again, so he opened the car door and followed.

The two walked up the stairs one after the other, and the stairs made dull footsteps, just as they were in the same mood at this time.

Ji Weiwei took out the key and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Yue'er holding a toy doll and guarding the door.

She had been waiting at home for a long time, and wanted to wait for Ji Weiwei to come back, so when she heard the twisting sound of the key being inserted into the door, she ran over like a jerk.

Ji Weiwei looked at Yue'er's bare feet, frowned slightly and said, "Remember to wear slippers before coming here, don't walk barefoot, you will get sick if you catch a cold."

Yue'er raised her head in a daze, and saw Ji Weiwei's red eyes, which obviously looked like she had been crying. She looked at Anping who came after him, and saw that his expression was not very good either.

Yue'er reacted for a few seconds, as if she suddenly figured it out, pointed at Anping and said angrily, "Uncle, why are you bullying mom!"

Hearing this, both of them were taken aback.

Yue'er said again: "You made my mother cry, why?"

Ji Weiwei rubbed her eyes helplessly, and said with a smile, "It's not him."

Anping's face also softened, he couldn't laugh or cry: "That's right, don't wrong Uncle Anping."

Like an adult, Yue'er poked her waist and asked angrily, "Then who are you talking about, mother? Yue'er will never let him go."

"No one," Ji Weiwei stepped forward and rubbed Yue'er's little head, "It's too windy outside today, blowing a lot of sand into my mother's eyes."

When Yue'er heard this, she became a little worried: "Then, why don't Yue'er play for mom?"

"It's all right," Anping waved his hands and smiled, "Uncle Anping has already blown up for your mother."

"Oh." Yue'er was a little embarrassed, and wronged the person who helped her mother.

The three of them returned to the house together, and the atmosphere became much better.