After breaking up with Qi Shen, I married Mr. Chen

"I seem to have dreamed of you last night." Qianguo frowned slightly, trying to remember, "It's just a few seconds, but it seems to be the same as reality."

Qi Mu: "..." This line is a bit dangerous for a married woman.

But it wasn't her fault, he did "break into the house" last night because he wanted to confirm her survival.

It seems that she is still fine now, so I can rest assured. It is the first time that Qi Mu feels so at ease just because of a phone call.

He didn't sleep at all last night, and spent the whole night in the sea. Early this morning, he forced out information about ghosts from Niaoshu. According to Rantang's father, it was because the house was so dark at night that it attracted people. They gathered in the past, and there were people from all over the country, and they might be able to ask a ghost for a second marriage.

Qi Mu understands the truth, but the question is, why is Qianguo's family so cloudy?Why did the guardian spirit leave the host and run to gather together?Is all this a distortion of human nature or a moral depravity?

And now he can basically confirm his guess - there is definitely something wrong with Qian Guo's husband.

As for whether this "problem" is big or not, and how serious it is, further observation is needed.

He wanted to tell Qianguo to be more careful, but he didn't know what reason or identity he should use to say such things...friend?Don't want to admit it, ex-boyfriend? ...I don't even want to admit it.

[Your husband may have a problem, you have to be careful] He is the one who will be considered a problem if he says something like this.

"I want to confirm with you about the wedding cake." Qi Mu made up a reason to reply to her previous question.

"Eh?" Qianguo was successfully distracted, "Did you agree?"

"Ah."

Qian Guo was a little confused, happiness came too suddenly: "Then I will go to your store in the afternoon to discuss the specific arrangements, is that okay?"

"Hmm." It changed back to a one-word answer.

"Qi Mu-jun..." Qian Guo sighed, "See you in the afternoon."

She hung up the phone directly and threw out the messy thoughts in her mind. Now that she has made up her mind to take care of her heart, she must wholeheartedly be a competent man/wife.

So Qianguo packed up the leftover breakfast, washed the dishes and wiped the table, threw out this morning's garbage and the garbage that Mr. had sorted out last night, and came back to wash the sheets and hang them on the balcony.

Opening the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright and bright sunshine rushed towards her in an instant. Between the countless branches and leaves, the light and shadow one after another were like a big and beautiful cage in a fragmented dream.

——Even though it is covered by plants from the outside, the light inside is abundant.

After finishing all the work, she took out the coffee jelly that she didn't want to finish last night from the refrigerator. While eating, she was previewing a series of procedures for the wedding banquet. She was a little nervous. She believed that she could do well and become a good wife and mother. Abandon distracting thoughts and devote ourselves wholeheartedly to the family.

But when she looked at the empty coffee jelly box, what she thought was that it would be great if there was coffee jelly that could never be eaten up.

Maybe it's punishment, when I thought about it, I suddenly felt a dull pain in my abdomen.

So stupid, she forgot that her aunt ate frozen coffee jelly on her first day.

Qian Guo clutched her stomach and slowly slid down from the chair.

……

After lying on the bed for a long time, he actually fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by a series of life-threatening calls.

"Ah Qi Mu-jun!" Qian Guo hurriedly answered the phone, looked out the window, it was dark, "I'm sorry...ah, it's so late, are you still waiting for me?"

I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but she seemed to hear a relieved voice over there.

Indeed, the person from Qi Mu who had promised to come in the afternoon came late and there was no news.

And during this afternoon, he thought about all the horrible situations, thinking about the reality of death, thinking about her being bullied by her suspicious husband, and even killed in a way that he couldn't see.

Qian Guo said guiltily: "I'm at home, but I'm not feeling well, so I let you go, sorry..."

Qi Mu is very upset, in fact, he is standing at the gate of her courtyard now, separated by two doors, the clairvoyance is blocked by the enchantment and cannot penetrate, the telepathy cannot be transmitted, and the teleportation will be exposed, and the mobile phone gentleman these two days is even more Reached the highest frequency usage rate since leaving the factory, "Are you okay?"

Hearing the pleasant voice transmitted to the ears through the earpiece in the form of radio waves, Qianguo was completely awake.

Are you ok?

Qianguo has never heard Qi Mu speak to her in such a gentle and worried tone, never.

Maybe it was because she took a nap for too long and when she opened her eyes and it was dark, she suddenly felt sad for no reason when she heard such a voice.

"So, are you worried about me?" Qian Guo asked with a soul.

Qi Mu was at a loss for words, whether to admit it or not to admit it, what should I say?Worried you're going to die?Because fortune tellers have seen a vague death on your face?

"If you don't feel well, you should see a doctor." Qi Mu replied from the side, while contacting Xiang Ming with telepathy.

"Actually, it's nothing serious..." Qianguo buried her face in the pillow, her voice was muffled, and it sounded even weaker in Qi Mu's ears.

"No one takes care of you?" Qi Mu put his hand on the doorbell, implying that your husband doesn't care if you are so weak? ...Forget it, that suspicious guy, Qi Mu didn't dare to jump to conclusions until he dug out his true identity.

"Mr. is at work, so I have to come back later." Qian Guo was a little embarrassed, ashamed to say that she was greedy to die and ate iced coffee jelly, resulting in dysmenorrhea and lying in bed, and she was also ashamed to call her husband back in advance for such a trivial matter.

"To see you?" Qi Mu asked.

"Ah, no, no, no, no! Absolutely not!" Qianguo quickly refused, and now she looked haggard and undressed, how could she see her ex-boyfriend like this?

"Your symptoms?" Qi Mu asked like a doctor.

"It's really fine, it's just that my stomach is uncomfortable, just lie down..."

Qi Mu used telepathy to convey the situation to Xiang Buming in real time, and got a reassuring guess: it might be the aunt.

"Then I'll hang up first, you have a good rest."

"Eh?!"

Qianguo looked at the words [Call ended] on the phone in disbelief, feeling like a fool, until now she can be played around by Qi Mu, she was still worried about her one second, and hung up ruthlessly the next second up.

I'm afraid that Qi Mu will be unhappy because of her letting the pigeons go, and will go back on his word, so is her wedding cake in danger of being ruined?

Until Xiang Diming rang the doorbell at home.

"Guozi, Qi Mu asked me to come here, is it hard for you to come to my aunt?"

Xiang Buming bought her brown sugar and painkillers, and unexpectedly found that the death on her face had disappeared.

"Little life, thank you!"

Originally, Qianguo planned to wait for her husband to come back at night and go to the supermarket to buy together. It is strange to say that the new home was arranged by the husband so clearly that there is nothing missing, except for the things that women need during menstruation. It was the same when they were in love before. He would stay away from her when she was on her menstrual period.

At first she thought it was because the husband was too innocent and thought he was cute. Later in the relationship, she deliberately mentioned this matter in front of him, but she had never seen such a blush appear on his face that was full of anger.

There are always a few days every month that the husband is like a dragon, but there is no husband, and there is a husband but no aunt.

"Guozi, this is the blueprint of the wedding cake designed for you, it was Qi Mu who read it—" Xiang Bu Ming wanted to bite off his tongue, and almost said [read and write], then Qi Mu would be finished.

Qian Guo: "What do you read?"

"Thinking of the patterns and colors you like, do you choose the one you like?"

Qian Guo raised her eyebrows: "He still remembers my preferences?"

Xiang Bu Ming was forced into a cold sweat by her inexplicable aura: "In short, you can pick and choose, and let's discuss the delivery time by the way?"

Qian Guo didn't get entangled, and after discussing with Xiang Bu Ming for a while, she wanted to keep her for dinner. The latter said that she had already eaten and rushed back. Before leaving, she said a few words with emotion: "Guo Guo, you married a good husband. Living in such a big and beautiful house, and that bag, is it the latest model of this season? Your husband treats you so well! I'm really looking forward to the wedding next week!"

Qianguo had heard a lot of similar compliments in Italy, and she didn't respond much, but echoed: "That's right."

"How did you decide to marry your husband?" Xiang Bu Ming asked again.

"Hmm...why?" Qianguo tilted her head and thought, "Maybe it came to mind suddenly? The image of marrying this person and becoming his wife is neither a dream nor a fantasy."

"Dreams and fantasies?"

"Well, you see, the few relationships I have talked about before were not so smooth, of course, and Qi Mu-kun too." Qian Guo lowered her voice and almost murmured, "If it went well at that time, maybe life would be different Alright."

This is true.

If she hadn't broken up with Qi Mu too much, she wouldn't have gone to Italy, wouldn't have encountered that accident, and wouldn't have met her current husband.

It took her a long time to realize that no matter how much she liked it, no matter how much she wanted him, he would not be hers.

Until a year ago, she had been avoiding to accept this loneliness and unwillingness, and that was too heavy.

So I kept telling myself that no matter how much I like people, they can be changed.

"Later I understood that some people are like stars, you can't catch them."

Xiang Buming looked at her pretending relaxed smile, and almost wanted to tell her that Qi Mu didn't care about her, in fact, he had been thinking about her these two days. When Qian Guo returned to China to find him, Qi Mu was not He deliberately went out to avoid her, but happened to use teleportation to visit her in Italy.

It's a pity that good luck tricked people, and they passed by perfectly.

But in the end, Xiang Bu Ming didn't say anything. Qian Guo is doing well now, her aura is good, and her death appearance has disappeared. She even suspects that she was delusional before.

After sending off the fortune teller, Qianguo didn't bother to cook alone, so she ordered a takeaway and received a message from her husband.

Seeing the news that was not good news, she felt that her premonition had come true.

The husband basically said that the company has important business to go to Kyushu for a business trip in the past few days, and he will not be able to come back until the wedding next week.

As a matter of fact, the day before the wedding happened to be the last day her aunt died.

In other words, during this period of time, she will not see her husband?

Sir, do you really have aunt phobia?

In short, her body and mind are not very refreshed. She wants to call her husband, but she is afraid of disturbing his work.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not working hours at this point, so it's okay to call him to hear the voice of the head office?

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be like last night, lying next to her husband but dreaming of another man...

The more she thought about it, the more she felt guilty, so she dialed it decisively.

As soon as the phone was connected, a hoarse wailing burst from inside.

"Lan...jun?"

Qianguo was stunned, the howl stung her eardrums like a tornado, she had never heard such a tormented howl, so tragic, so tragic that she had a premonition of the kind of peace and simplicity she was looking forward to Her life, moving toward the unknown in a way she couldn't control, was howling.

And this howling came from the phone that connected Mr.