Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

When she picked up the paintbrush, her mind was blank.

She was sure that there was nothing wrong with her hands, but when she picked up the paintbrush, she was shaking inexplicably like a Parkinson's patient.

Lu Qiao had a faint premonition in his heart.

She is useless.

From then on, she may never be able to pick up a paintbrush again.

That day, the weather was fine, and there were many people basking in the sun on the street. People's laughter and laughter came along with the cool breeze. In the apartment with no closed windows, you could hear the laughter and laughter on the street, and even the people upstairs kept going all night. The party was still going on, the more lively outside, the more deserted the apartment was.

Lu Qiao went hysterical in the room where he was painting, and almost destroyed everything in the room.

No one knew how terrible that moment was for Lu Qiao.

That was the moment that almost completely destroyed this strong yet fragile woman.

Lu Qiao held the baseball bat tightly, standing like a sculpture in the middle of the mess, from the dawn to the bright stars.

She didn't eat for a whole day, and she swayed twice. Finally, she was exhausted. Holding on to the only intact easel beside her, she squatted down slowly.

He hugged his calf tightly, and curled his body into a ball as hard as he could. With a height of 1.7 meters, he was not considered short, even tall, but now that he was squatting down, he looked surprisingly thin.

Painting is her second life.

Being forced to give up before had already cut off half of her life.

But now she can't even hold a paintbrush.

The other half of life was also taken away.

There is a feeling of broken faith.

Many people may not understand this feeling, but for Lu Qiao, it was like dying once.

He clasped his hands tightly and placed them on his chest.

The right hand squeezed the left hand tightly, as if to give each other strength, but also as if to crush both hands completely.

All ten finger joints turned white, and they were trembling uncontrollably due to excessive force.

Lu Qiao pressed his hands tightly on his chest, screaming silently and breaking down.

When negative emotions are flooding, time often passes particularly tormented.

Lu Qiao didn't know how long she had been in the room at all. She squatted in the dark and hadn't changed her movements for a long time. Even she herself thought that she was going to torture herself here for eternity, when a burst of sudden cell phone rang .

She raised her head subconsciously, the phone glowed faintly in the darkness, illuminating a small mess.

Lu Qiao moved his numb legs. He squatted for too long, the blood was not circulating, and his whole body was moved with a single movement. When he moved, his whole leg was numb like a needle prick.

Lu Qiao couldn't stand up, so he could only slowly straighten one of his legs, and in a prostrate position, stretched his hand as far as he could to get the phone.

In the darkness of the room, Yi Zhi's name flashed repeatedly on the phone.

Lu Qiao's right eyelid jumped up for no reason.

Jump fast and tell her to shine.

She hesitated for a moment before stretching out her hand to open the answering pattern.

In the quiet room, a tired voice suddenly came to mind.

"Now you are happy!"

A sentence without a beginning or an end makes people unable to understand the meaning of Yizhi.

Before Lu Qiao could speak, Yi Zhi's voice was too sharp, even broken.

"Didn't you always want to get rid of him? My Brother Yan stalked you before and couldn't make you wish. You should be satisfied now, right?"

In the silent night, Yi Zhi's voice was resentful like an ancient curse.

"Brother Yan's body may have been found, he is already dead, now you are finally happy!"

The phone was attached to the ear, and the touch was icy cold, and Lu Qiao's heart was also cold.

"What did you say?"

Huo Yan... is dead?
How can this be?

Huo Yan's appearance flashed before his eyes. Even on a deserted island, with so many people pointing guns at him, he was able to retreat in the end.

Such a powerful person, if he said he was missing, he would disappear, and if he said he was dead, he would die?

Without warning, and caught off guard, a big rock slammed down on Lu Qiao's head fiercely, causing her head to bleed.

"Yes, he's dead."

Yi Zhi said: "The news came from country A that a corpse was salvaged from the sea. Although it was so swollen that I couldn't even recognize its appearance, it was wearing exactly the same clothes as brother Yan, and the watch was also the same model. , What do you think is the chance of admitting the wrong person?"

The faint tone sounds creepy in the dark night.

Lu Qiao covered her mouth in disbelief.

The cold moonlight coming in through the window made her face pale.

She couldn't imagine the scene Yi Zhi said at all.

Huo Yan is such a majestic person, the president of the Huo Group, with a lot of money, he is the dream lover of many girls, and the object of envy of many men.

He usually combs even a strand of hair meticulously, how could he allow himself to become what Yi Zhi said.

How could this be true?
She felt that all this absurdity now seemed like a malicious nightmare.

She pinched herself fiercely, and there were bruised and purple pinch marks on her arm, but the sharp pain told her ruthlessly and mockingly that all this was not a dream.

Her chest was tight and she couldn't breathe, making her feel suffocated.

She pressed hard on the position of her heart, breathing rapidly, eager to relieve the feeling of suffocation.

But in vain.

Lu Qiao fell to the ground, like a fish out of water, dying from lack of oxygen, his lips moved weakly, looking miserable and pitiful.

"Lu Qiao, if time can be turned back, the first thing I will do when I go back in time is to tell Brother Yan to keep him away from you and never have any interaction with you."

Yi Zhi's voice was full of resentment towards her, "If he hadn't met you, he wouldn't have ended up where he is now."

Yi Zhi said, "You killed him!"

Because of the pain of suffocation, Lu Qiao's consciousness began to blur.

She stared blankly at the night sky outside the window.

Ask about the crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Is that right?

Is it really what Yi Zhi said?

She killed Huo Yan?
But what did she do?
What did she do to kill him?
She obviously didn't do anything...

Lu Qiao thought of the freezer full of fresh-keeping boxes.

Yi Zhi's accusation rang in her ears again.

"If he stays in country A and returns to the country after finishing the affairs there, how can these things happen again?"

Lu Qiao couldn't help thinking.

The person disappeared when returning to country A from country L.

If Huo Yan hadn't come to see her, wouldn't she have disappeared?
she does not know.

Life has always been a one-way choice, and the answer cannot be changed. No one knows if there is any other possibility.

Lu Qiao suddenly felt bitingly cold.

He hugged himself tightly, trying to keep warm, but he was still shivering from the cold.

"Lu Qiao, Brother Yan is only 30 years old. This year, he just passed his 30th birthday. He is still so young!"

A fatal blow!
pain!
It hurts!

Yeah, he's only 30 years old, so young...

Faced with Yi Zhi's questioning, Lu Qiao didn't know what to say.

At this time, saying anything seems to be sophistry, it is better to remain silent.

Lu Qiao didn't speak, and after Yi Zhi viciously accused Lu Qiao, he suddenly lost the strength to continue speaking.

What more could he say?

Now that there are no people left, even if he scolds harshly, what's the point?

Can you change him back?
No.

So what are you talking about here?

Yi Zhi no longer has the energy to argue with Lu Qiao.

He didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he hung up the phone silently.

Lu Qiao listened to the beep of hanging up from the other end of the phone.

Still maintaining the posture of looking up at the moon.

The moon is bright today.

A round crescent moon, like the eyes of a person who is happy to bend, is smiling in the sky, looking at the joys and sorrows of this world from a distance.

Lu Qiao looked at the moon and asked herself in her heart.

Did she really kill Huo Yan?

she does not know.

Thoughts are messy, but my heart is empty as hell.

Almost all her love and hatred in her life were put on this person.

She had loved him and now hated him.

She thought this deep hatred would last her whole life.

But she never thought that this person would end her life so quickly.

Those loves and hates in the past, those sweet and painful complex memories, and the news of this person's disappearance are nowhere to be put.

She was a little overwhelmed.

If Huo Yan is really dead, then who should she give her past love, and who should she put her hatred that is so strong that it almost destroys him now?
she does not know.

At this moment, she was as dazed as a child.

She stared at the moon in a daze, and the mobile phone that was still pinched against her skin suddenly buzzed and vibrated, which brought her back to her thoughts.

She blinked her dry eyes, it was Lu Chi's call.

She mechanically scratched the answering pattern.

The phone finally stopped vibrating, and a familiar voice came from inside.

"Sister, do you know? Huo Yan seems to be dead..."

Lu Chi's voice was low, and it sounded like he was talking mysteriously about something she just had to know.

Lu Qiao moved her stiff tongue, and said dryly, "I know."

"You already know, when did you know? Far away abroad, how come your source of news is faster than mine?"

Lu Chi's voice was the same as before, and it was not affected by Huo Yan's news.

Lu Qiao really didn't have the heart to explain this to him.

She asked him, "Did you call in the middle of the night just to tell me this?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Chi admitted it very simply, "Well, I was afraid that you would not be able to bear the news of Huo Yan after you returned to China, so I told you in advance."

Lu Qiao remained silent.

Lu Chi sighed, "Although I hate Huo Yan, the news is too sudden, such a young person, why..."