Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

"An Qi, you can't do that, you can't be so selfish, can you think about us, what do you want us to do, what do you want me to do!" Without An Qi, what is the meaning of his life!

An Qi kept shaking her head and crying all the time, she didn't want to, but she really couldn't hold on any longer, every poisonous attack was more painful than letting her die, she really couldn't hold on anymore .

No matter what Xia Fuhua said, An Qi turned around abruptly, her feet flew into the air, and she was about to fall, but An Qi didn't have a trace of fear in her heart, she was more relieved, finally, there was no need to suffer so much Finally, I don't have to bear that kind of pain anymore.

But in the next moment, An Qi's arm was grabbed. Xia Fuhua lay on the side, holding An Qi firmly, and said, "An Qi, come up, come up quickly!"

An Qi kept shaking her head and struggling, but she couldn't break away from Xia Fuhua's hand, "Xia Fuhua, let go!"

Xia Fuhua pulled An Qi, trying to pull her up, and said, "An Qi, you can't, even if it's not for us, think about your parents, they protected you like that and let you survive , just to let you live well, have you forgotten it?"

The two of them made such a big noise that they woke up all the servants in the villa. Watson ran up first, followed by several servants in the villa.

Seeing that An Qi was about to fall, Hua Sheng hurried over to help Xia Fuhua. With Hua Sheng's help, An Qi was pulled up soon.

An Qi fell to the ground, Xia Fuhua hugged An Qi tightly, and hugged her tightly. Watson looked at the two of them and couldn't help shaking his head, but it was a false alarm.

Turning around to take care of the rest of the servants, they went down together, leaving Xia Fuhua and An Qi on the rooftop.

An Qi also hugged Xia Fuhua, the two of them didn't say a word, just hugged each other like that, both of them were like children, crying like that without saying anything.

It seemed to vent all the pain by crying. That night, the two of them were on the rooftop, facing the fluttering white snow, hugging each other, crying non-stop, forgetting all the problems.

After that night, Xia Fuhua took An Qi back to his apartment, the apartment where he and An Qi had lived together for many years, because of what An Qi said, she said: I want to go home.

Xia Fanhua thought, that ground is what they can call "home", where they spent a few years of mediocrity.

Nothing happened, and it seemed like everything had happened. Maybe this is the only place where they can feel at ease!

Suddenly, it always makes people feel like returning to a long, long time ago. At that time, their relationship was not so good, but they were still good.

Back in this long-lost bedroom, a familiar smell swept over, nothing changed, it was still the same, but there was one more thing, which was the painting that Xia Fanhua gave her, now being hung on the wall.

Opening the curtains, the sun shines in. For the first time, she realized that her former bedroom had such a unique taste, and it also felt a little messy.