Time and you are my fault

Zong Yanchu was not asleep, he stood on the balcony watching from a distance when Chu Yi got off the car.

The dim light of the street lamp rested on her shoulders, and the little woman was holding her mobile phone without looking at the road.

She seemed to memorize the bricks and stones under her feet, and she walked steadily with every step.

After going upstairs, she seemed to go straight into the guest bedroom. This thought made him push the cigarette butt at his fingertips into the ashtray.

Chu Yi came out of the wash, feeling a slight pain in her stomach.

She was wrapped in a quilt, thinking that it would be good to fall asleep.

As a result, in the middle of the night, not only did she not fall asleep, but the pain in her stomach made her start to break out in a cold sweat.

Just when she couldn't help getting up and going downstairs to find stomach medicine, the door of the room was pushed open with a soft click.

Chuy's hairs stand on his head, is it a thief? !
However, the footsteps of the visitor only stopped at the end of the bed and stopped moving.

In the darkness, Chu Yi curled up and squinted secretly to check.

The familiar outline, the familiar breath, is Zong Yanzu.

What is he doing in the guest room without sleeping in the middle of the night?
Just as he was hesitating whether to speak, the man suddenly came to the head of the bed and slowly squatted down.

In the darkness, his eyes seemed to be warm, which made Chu Yi uncomfortable.

Zong Yanzu didn't know why, he was upset when he saw Chu Yi from the bar, and what happened during the meal made him even more restless.

I wanted to wait for her to come back and talk to her, and apologize by the way.

As a result, she went straight to the guest room after she came back, not giving him this chance.

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, she came to her room like a ghost, and saw her lying quietly on the bed, and the chaos in her heart was instantly calmed down.

He couldn't help raising his hand, gently stroking the top of the girl's hair, and suddenly felt something was wrong in the next second.

Chuy's hair was damp and chilly, and when it touched her forehead, a sheet of cold sweat stuck to the outside of her palm.

cold sweat.

Physical discomfort?
He immediately went to touch her body under her pajamas, and when his fingertips touched Chuy, she cried out in fright, "What are you doing in the middle of the night!"

Zong Yanqi was taken aback by her reaction, and at the same time was caught and entered her room in the middle of the night, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Fortunately, the night was too thick, and fortunately, the topic was changed in time, "Uncomfortable?"

Chu Yi sat up while pressing her stomach, and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp. This is not the time to be hypocritical, "Stomach pain."

Zong Yanke grabbed the pillow and put it behind her, frowned at her, "Wait."

Turn around and leave.

Chu Yi's stomach really hurts, she hasn't eaten for two days, and she has been tossing so hard at night, she thinks that she may really have a stomach ulcer as she guessed.

When Zong Yanchu came back again, he saw Chu Yi curled up in a ball with his stomach blocked.

A small ball, like a puppet cat, arousing love and affection.

He put the medicine and water on the head of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and helped him up.

Chu Yi's face was frighteningly pale, with a thin layer of sweat floating on her forehead, and she leaned against the man's chest.

The familiar breath enveloped her, and through two layers of thin pajamas, she could feel the man's hot body temperature passing to her.

In a quiet space, the senses will be infinitely magnified.

Emotions too.

Chuy swallowed the medicine and water by the man's hand, rubbing his soft lips against the man's palm, making his breathing messy.

The appearance of her pleading under her body last night suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

Chu Yi took the medicine, left his embrace voluntarily, and threw herself into the quilt.

She closed her eyes and didn't look at him, but the man's face still appeared in front of her eyes.

This was the first time in the five years since his marriage that he took such good care of her.

The movements are familiar and smooth, isn't it that he took care of Lin Luolian like this during those countless nights when he didn't return home...

Stomach pain, heart pain.

Let her die.

"Drink some more hot water, it will be more comfortable." His voice was softer than ever, as if coaxing a wayward child.

Chu Yi discovered that once people get sick, they will become fragile and hypocritical.

Just like at this moment, she should stay away from this man's tenderness, but most of her willpower has collapsed, making her unable to resist.

With red eyes, she propped herself up, and took another two sips of hot water from the man's hand.

The warm warmth dispels the coldness in the stomach, which is really comfortable.

"I'm fine, you go to sleep." Chu Yi dragged herself out of the gentle trap of this moment, forcing herself to wake up.

After all, the bloody scene from yesterday was still before my eyes.

However, the man sitting at the head of the bed did not intend to leave. He put the cup gently on the head of the bed, looked down at the huddled girl, with a smile on his lips.

He couldn't help stroking her hair, his voice was low but full of magnetism, "I'm sorry."

Chuy sniffed, and replied angrily for a while, "What's the matter?"

Is it because I don't believe that she didn't cheat?
Did he rape her last night?
Don't remember her seafood allergy?
Or did he ignore Lin Luolian's feelings because he cared too much about her?

There are too many, so many that Chu Yi can't count the moments of grievance.

Zong Yanzu was at a loss for words.

The two fell into an eerie silence again.

Until the ringing of the phone in the man's pocket broke the silence.

Chu Yi raised her eyes subconsciously, and the first name that popped up in her mind was Lin Luolian.

Zong Yanzu frowned when he heard the phone ring, and immediately answered the number when he saw the number on the screen.

Before he could speak, a woman's terrified cry came from the other end, "Yanxiu! Help me! Help!"

"What's going on?" He sat up straight with a worried look on his face.

Chu Yi retracted her head into the quilt, trying her best to block out the voice she didn't want to hear.

But the distance was too close, and the desperate and suppressed cries of the woman were still heard.

"Outside...someone smashed the door outside! I'm so scared! Yanxiu, can you come over and have a look! Woooooo~"

Zong Yanqi reacted almost subconsciously, and stood up directly from the bed, but he caught a glimpse of Chu Yi burying himself in the quilt, which only occupied a small part of the bed, so he hesitated.

Chu Yi blinked in the dark. Although she didn't show any reaction on the face, in her heart...she wanted Zong Yanqi not to stay.

This is also what she wanted to say to Zong Yanxi countless nights.

But this time, she was as usual, and she didn't want to stay.

There was no sound for a long time, she moved her legs a little, and then said, "I'm fine, you go."

I can't hear any emotions or anger, and the muffled voice is very similar to a child saying against his will, 'I don't want to eat candy, take it away. '

But Zong Yanzu didn't hear this feeling.

He hung up the phone, hesitated for a while, and then walked out.

Chu Yi gently pulled off the quilt, exposed her small head, stared at the tall figure and hurried towards the door.

My heart seemed to be eaten by insects, trembling sourly.

Every step he took seemed to be far away from her world.

She spoke suddenly, tears blurred her vision at that moment, "Zong Yanzu."

The man stopped and turned around.

With the warm yellow bedside lamp, her facial features were shrouded in shadows, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

"Do you remember what day it is today?"

she asked nonchalantly.

Zong Yanzu glanced at the phone screen, September 9th.

He frowned, not understanding what she meant.

When Chu Yi saw his suspicious face, it was probably at that moment that she felt ashamed.

Her nasal voice was a little heavy, and she urged with a bit of bewilderment and relief, "Let's go."

Zong Yanqi had been thinking about her question just now, until she began to urge her to leave.

And just before the door closed, he also heard the girl's hoarse voice, mixed with laughter and tears.

"I will take back my love for you bit by bit."

The door was closed, cutting off the weak light in the room, and seemed to cut off the man's oxygen.

He just felt as if his body had been shocked by electricity, and something flashed before his eyes, but he couldn't catch it.

Take back... your love for him?

The rapid ringing of the mobile phone interrupted his thoughts again, and the man quickly left with a coat.

The sound of the sports car starting sounded, and then drove out of the villa.

Chu Yi stood on the balcony, blowing the cool wind in the middle of the night, only feeling the pain in her stomach surge up again.

She held a box in her hand, the delicate dark blue velvet box was tied with a ribbon of the same color.

In the lower right corner of the box, there is a line of elegant handwriting engraved.

Happy fifth anniversary wooden wedding.

Signed, Chewie.

When the sports car disappeared from sight, she tossed it like trash, and threw the box into the swimming pool downstairs.

There was a plop, and the water splashed a few times.

The blue velvet box seemed to sink to the bottom of the water with all her love, lifeless.