I regret my wife's death

After sleeping until midnight, Zhu Xian woke up from the cold.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa in Tang Xu's house, and his body was only covered with a thin blanket.

"Ah!"

Zhu Xian couldn't help but sneezed, and he looked towards the stairs with some complaints.

He knew that Tang Xu's bedroom was upstairs.

In fact, Zhu Xian knew that there were quite a few rooms in this villa, but looking at his current situation, he could tell at a glance that Tang Xu had randomly thrown him on the sofa. Just cover him with such a thin quilt...

Tang Xu was really cruel to him!

However, what Zhu Xian didn't know was that Tang Xu was actually more ruthless than he imagined. After all, Tang Xu didn't cover him with this thin blanket, but Uncle Xu found him because he saw how pitiful he was. Cover him with a blanket.

Thinking of Tang Xu's indifference and resistance to him, Zhu Xian's heart sank.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call. About a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Xian walked out of Nanhuai Villa, and a black low-key business car was already waiting at the door.

As soon as Zhu Xian got home, the servant brought a bowl of hangover soup.

As for his habit of serving him [-] hangover soup whenever he comes back in the middle of the night, five years have passed and there is still no change.

But today, when Zhu Xian looked at this bowl of hangover soup, Tang Xu's indifferent face appeared in front of his eyes again.

"When did Xiaoxiao sleep today?"

After Zhu Xian drank the hangover soup in one gulp, he asked a question by the way.

The servant said respectfully: "As usual, I went to bed at nine o'clock."

Zhu Xian nodded slightly.

But the servant said again: "However, before the young master went to bed today, he didn't ask the nanny to read a storybook to him, but fell asleep after watching a Hollywood movie."

Zhu Xian frowned slightly.

"Hollywood movies? He is a child, what kind of movies are not suitable for him."

The servant said: "The young master said that his idol Tang Xu acted in that movie, and if he insisted on watching it, even the nanny couldn't persuade him."

Hearing the word "Tang Xu", Zhu Xian's eyebrows twitched slightly. Sometimes blood relationship is really strange.

He smiled wryly to himself, but raised his eyes again, looked at the servant indifferently and said, "In the future, don't show Xiaoxiao things that are not suitable for his age. As for his liking to watch Tang Xu, I will ask someone to make a copy of Tang Xu." Give Xiaoxiao Xu's photo album."

The servant nodded, "Okay, Mr. Zhu."

After talking with the servant, Zhu Xian went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of Yu Xiaoxiao's room, Zhu Xian walked in lightly.

Yu Xiaoxiao was afraid of the dark when she was sleeping, so a small night light was turned on in the bedroom, and the dim light was on all night.

Looking at the little guy sleeping soundly on the bed, the trace of exhaustion in Zhu Xian's brows gradually dissipated.

If he hadn't had this little guy by his side for the past five years, Zhu Xian really didn't know how he would continue to live.

Although Yu Xiaoxiao is still young, she can see a little shadow of Yu Xiaoxiao in her facial features.

Zhu Xian's heart softened all of a sudden, and he reached out to touch Yu Xiaoxiao's little face, but suddenly, the sleeping little guy turned over, and Zhu Xian's hand that was stretched out in the middle of the road was empty.

He looked at Yu Xiaoxiao's back with a funny face, his face full of tenderness.

"Uncle Tang, you smell so good..."

Even when Yu Xiaoxiao fell asleep, she could dream of Tang Xu.

He felt that Uncle Tang had a unique fragrance. In the past, when Yu Xiaoxiao was playing with other children, he heard from other children that every child has a mother, and each mother has a different fragrance. Only their own children to smell it.

Yu Xiaoxiao never knew what his mother's scent was, but he did know that his mother's name was Yu Xiao and she was gone, but after Uncle Tang appeared, he felt that Uncle Tang's body was fragrant, and this kind of scent must be only for him Yu Xiaoxiao heard it.

Yu Xiaoxiao thought, is Uncle Tang just like his mother?

Zhu Xian, who was standing by the bed, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao in a daze.

It's not that he doesn't know that Yu Xiaoxiao has longed to have a mother since he was a child. Of course, this mother must be his real mother, but Yu Xiaoxiao is very sensible to know that his mother Yu Xiao is no longer there, so he almost never talks to Zhu Xian. Been messing around with things.

Zhu Xian sighed softly, and exited Yu Xiaoxiao's bedroom with a sense of loneliness.

Back in his bedroom, Zhu Xian was lying on the bed, and the memories about the past almost flooded into his mind.

But most of the memories about him and Yu Xiao are that he was hurting him, and the tender scenes are really pitiful.

five years.

When Yu Xiao returned with a new identity, Zhu Xian was ecstatic in his heart, but what happened after the ecstasy?

Thinking of the indifference in Tang Xu's eyes when he faced him.

Thinking of Tang Xu's declaration, I don't love you anymore, Zhu Xian's heart was instantly stung.

******

After Tang Xu got up early in the morning and went downstairs, Uncle Xu immediately poured a glass of warm water and put it on the dining table.

Tang Xu glanced at the empty sofa indifferently, and drank down a glass of warm water indifferently.

For the first time in the past five years, Uncle Xu saw Tang Xu bring someone other than Xiao Chu back home.

Even Xiao Chu rarely stays at Tang Xu's home.

Seeing Tang Xu's sobriety for so many years, Uncle Xu, who has been taking care of his daily life, couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Tang, the man you brought back last night looks pretty good to me, so he can drink like that and come to you because he is your admirer?"

Uncle Xu was not someone who would intervene in his personal affairs, so when Tang Xu suddenly heard Uncle Xu asking himself this question, he subconsciously looked at Uncle Xu with doubts in his eyes.

Seeing that Tang Xu didn't speak, Uncle Xu lowered his head with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

He just wanted to care about Tang Xu. After all, he also had children, and how many of his children were younger than Tang Xu, and even had children.

Seeing Uncle Xu's uncomfortable look, Tang Xu smiled gently.

"Uncle Xu, you misunderstood. The man I brought back last night is the richest man in North China. Mr. Zhu Xianzhu, the apartment I live in now is where his late wife lived before marrying him. He I drank too much at night and missed my dead wife so much, so I came here!

It's also a coincidence that I have cooperated with him recently, and yesterday I saw him go berserk in front of my house. I was afraid that he would cause trouble, so I brought him home. "

Tang Xu's explanation was perfect.

But if he hadn't been reborn, then Zhu Xian really had a dead wife, but it wasn't a dead wife, just a dead ex-wife.

But he happened to be reborn, so Zhu Xian really missed his dead ex-wife last night, so he ran to find him!

Thinking of Zhu Xian's virtuous behavior last night, an indifferent smile gradually overflowed from the corner of Tang Xu's lips.

Fortunately, he doesn't love him anymore, Tang Xu feels fucked every time he thinks of those memories with Zhu Xian!

What the hell, he really doesn't know why his mind was broken like that at the beginning, obviously Zhu Xian hurt himself again and again, but he can still love Zhu Xian's love to death...

Of course, because of this, Tang Xu has never regretted it. He followed Xiao Chu's suggestion and accepted the treatment of the hypnotist.Love is something that can bring people incomparably beautiful things, but it can also completely destroy a person!

So, what kind of love do you want, or make money to make him feel more secure!

Uncle Xu was a little suspicious of Tang Xu's words, but after thinking about it, Mr. Tang was not the kind of person who would casually drag his dead wife out for a walk, so Uncle Xu believed his nonsense!

Naturally, if it were someone else, Tang Xu wouldn't have made such remarks. Who told him to make fun of himself?

After all, when Zhu Xian talked about the origin of his son's name, he kept saying that the child took the surname of his deceased wife.

Since Zhu Xian made him his dead wife, Tang Xu might as well take advantage of this identity that made him feel very fucked in front of Uncle Xu.

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Xu, if you are free recently, please help me contact the agent and buy a villa."

Uncle Xu was puzzled, "Mr. Tang is planning to invest in real estate?"

Tang Xu smiled lightly and said, "No! Xiao Chu is coming to settle in City B!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Xu was surprised and said, "What? Xiao Chu is coming?"

Seeing Uncle Xu's surprised look, Tang Xu smiled.

"Well, he came a few days ago and stayed in the hotel all the time! I asked the kitchen to cook more of his favorite dishes at noon, and I asked him to come to my house for dinner at noon!"

After saying these words, Tang Xu sat at the dining table again, and at this moment, the servant had already brought breakfast.

At this moment, Uncle Xu's heart is not peaceful.

Over the past few years, he has seen clearly that Xiao Chu is the only person whom Tang Xu sincerely regards as a friend.

Both of these two are single, and every time they get together, the atmosphere is always so peaceful, which reminds Uncle Xu of a way of getting along between husband and wife, that is, to respect each other as guests.

Originally, Uncle Xu thought that Tang Xu and Xiao Chu would be unlikely to be together after returning to China, but what Uncle Xu didn't expect was that Xiao Chu would also come to City B.

This is a good thing!

This shows that Mr. Tang's chances of getting out of the order are getting bigger and bigger.

Thinking of this, a relaxed smile crossed Uncle Xu's face.

"Okay, Mr. Tang, I'll tell the kitchen to do it right away!"

Seeing Uncle Xu's seldom happy look, Tang Xu shook his head amusedly.

How could he not know what Uncle Xu was thinking?

After all, he has been taking care of him for several years, and he has developed a lot of feelings after all.

Thinking of this, the expression on Tang Xu's face became more gentle.

In this world, his relatives are really very few, there are a few, most of them are enemies, and there are some who he dare not recognize.

Fortunately, in the past five years, there are still some people around him who really care about him.

Noon, 11:30.

In the quiet villa, a doorbell suddenly rang.

The door opened, and a beam of light shrouded a man's body. He walked in with a smile on his lips.

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