Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

There was a red light ahead. Lin Yunchuan stepped on the foot brake, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. The strong smell of smoke filled his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and looked lazily at the road.

Choked by the strong smell of smoke, Yao Mujin frowned and asked in surprise, "When did you start smoking?"

Lin Yunchuan glanced at Yao Mujin, who was coughing, and silently opened the car window for ventilation, and then extinguished the cigarette in his hand, "Smoke once in a while."

"You never smoked before." Yao Mujin was not satisfied with Lin Yunchuan's answer.

"Later, when I had too many troubles, I would smoke." At this point, Lin Yunchuan gave Yao Mujin a sneaky look, as if he was afraid that she would be worried, and added: "It's okay, I can't smoke enough for my lungs."

The light from the street outside the car sneaks into the car, coating the people and things in the car with a colorful coat, which is both mysterious and charming.

Yao Mujin turned her head to look at the man hidden in the streamer, the half-black and half-white night wiped away the toughness of the man's body, leaving only the loneliness and loneliness of the car, as if the man who was abandoned by the light felt pain in his heart.

In the five years since Yao Muzhen left, Lin Yunchuan would often think of Yao Muzhen's appearance at that time, and at that time he would usually want to find her crazily.

At first, he would look at the photos of the two of them to comfort himself, and later, he would look at the photos of them smoking to relieve the pain. This happened so many times that he unconsciously developed the habit of bothering to smoke.

It is not terrible to be alone all the time, what is terrible is the deep loneliness brought about by being with each other. Often a lonely person will not feel that there is anything wrong with being alone, but a person who is used to two people will become at a loss when they suddenly separate.

But every time he went to look for Yao Muzhen, he would feel bad, and he would be sad, and every time he tried to get closer to Yao Muzhen and was ruthlessly pushed away by her, he would be sad.

These things today are the result of his own choices, but he has no regrets.

If a relationship develops too smoothly and the problems are put aside and not dealt with, then more problems will arise, but they can overcome these problems together. If they can't resist, it can only mean that the two of them are destined to have nothing to do with each other.

Lin Yunchuan couldn't talk to Yao Mujin with such hypocritical thoughts, just as Yao Mujin had many ideas that he couldn't talk to him. The root cause of the two of them is the lack of trust.

There is love between them, but how can they rely on each other without trust?

Yao Mujin thought that Xiaoxiao and An An might have fallen asleep when they came back, and Lin Yunchuan probably wouldn't have the chance to see Xiaoxiao.

Because of this fluke mentality, Yao Mujin acquiesced in Lin Yunchuan's practice of sending her back.

All the way speechless, the two were thinking about their own things.

The old saying is good, Yao Mujin thinks it is right, all the tricks are calculated, but it is not worth the destiny.

And she's still playing with fire.

Lin Yunchuan sent Yao Muzhen to the door of his house in a familiar way. Yao Muzhen got out of the car with a sigh of relief and before he had time to thank him, he was staggered by the little figure who rushed up.

"Mom!" The child's voice yelled with a strong nasal voice and pitiful crying, and Yao Mujin's heart shook, and her mind exploded into a blank.

Yao Mujin squatted down and hugged her little body, and patted her back with one hand. Although her mind was clever, she kept comforting her: "Xiaoxiao is not afraid, mom is here, little boy."

The little guy in his arms was crying and trembling, as if he was wronged, sad and scared.

Yao Mujin was so distressed that she didn't care about Lin Yunchuan anymore, she frowned and hurriedly asked the nanny who rushed out, her tone was anxious. "What's wrong? Why are you crying like this?"

"I'm afraid I was frightened by Mr."

"Today, for some reason, Mr. smashed all the things in the house, and there was still blood on his hands, so he carried Miss An An out. The young master was frightened when he saw Mr. Crying, I insisted on waiting for you at the door, just in time to see you coming back, so I cried again."

When Yao Mujin heard this, she became even more anxious. She felt sorry for Xiaoxiao and worried about Li Junsheng and An An, and Lin Yunchuan was waiting for her. Constantly, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Called, you didn't answer the phone"

Yao Mujin didn't ask any more questions, and walked into the house with Xiao Xiao in her arms, getting more and more angry, the house was in a mess, TV, stereo, coffee table, sofa, vase, window, as long as you can see it in the living room, there is nothing It's good, some things in the middle are still stained with blood, especially on the window, a pool of bright red is dazzling.

Yao Mujin was frightened and almost let go of her small arms.

What could make the always docile elder brother become so, where did the elder brother take An An, and what did he want to do?Yao Mujin didn't dare to think about it.

"Don't be in a hurry, I'll call Xinru to see if your brother and An An are with her, and you can comfort the child first." Lin Yunchuan supported Yao Mujin's shoulders with both hands, stabilizing her precarious body, The deep and gorgeous voice made Yao Mujin feel at ease.

She didn't think about why Lin Yunchuan followed her into the house, and she didn't have time to think about it now, so she nodded and carried Xiao Xiao into the room, closed the door, and patiently gave Xiao Xiao a break.

"Little darling, mother's little darling, don't cry, the crying mother is very distressed."

Yao Muzhen gently shook her little hand, and then lightly patted her little back, "Are you okay?" The little cry gradually subsided, but Yao Mujin's heart was aroused by a turmoil, and an impatience surged into her heart. Its power is ferocious.

Yao Mujin looked at the little face still covered with tears on his chest with a complicated expression, Lin Yunchuan's shadow had already appeared between his brows, it was impossible for someone as shrewd as Lin Yunchuan not to guess.

Yao Mujin laid Xiaoxin, who was gradually falling asleep, on the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover her body, gently wiped away the water marks on both sides of her cheeks, and kissed Xiaoxin's forehead.

With a sigh, what should come will always come.

Seeing Yao Mujin coming out of the room, Lin Yunchuan said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Pay attention to yourself and go to bed early."

He just hung up the phone, his face was very calm, and his dark eyes seemed to be the vast sea, under which the undercurrents were surging under the calmness.

Such an indifferent Lin Yunchuan caused Yao Mujin's hard-won psychological structure to slowly collapse again.

Unable to guess Lin Yunchuan's attitude, Yao Mujin bit the bullet and cleared his throat before he was about to ask a question. Lin Yunchuan opened his mouth, "Your brother sent An'an to Xinru's place and left. His whole body was covered in blood when he went. An An was also quite frightened."

Yao Mujin frowned when she heard this, and there was a hint of worry in her sparkling eyes, "Where did my brother go? Did he tell Xinru?"

Even though he knew that the other party was Yao Mujin's elder brother, Lin Yunchuan still felt a little uncomfortable seeing Yao Mujin worried about other men.