salted fish marriage

Lost in love?

Chu Huaiyan reacted for a while, then asked: "Your wife thinks you don't pay fifty thousand a month, so she finally wants to divorce you?"

Qin Ling: "..."

How about the [-] that Chu Huaiyan can't get through?

Qin Ling turned his head slowly, revealing a speechless "Your wife is going to divorce you".

Chu Huaiyan was overjoyed: "I want to have a wife, and I'm still sitting here drinking shit?"

Then he said: "If you don't get a divorce, what's the point of falling in love? Oh, you mean your wife doesn't like you."

Chu Huaiyan had just failed in his marriage proposal, and it was the time when all kinds of humility, introspection, and rationality occupied the high ground.

He provided Qin Ling with ideas: "In these days, it is good to be able to marry a wife you like. Can you still force your wife to like you?"

"Didn't you see what I said when I proposed to Min Heng at your house?"

"He just needs to nod his head and agree to the marriage proposal, as long as he likes money, I don't even need him to like me."

Qin Ling didn't want to talk nonsense with a "loser" who didn't get married.

He muffled his drink.

Chu Huaiyan also drank his head down: Failure is the mother of success.

Go to TM, the big deal is to ask for a second time!

Qin Ling's first "broken love", the severity of the damage is comparable to the trough of life.

He was married, and he had nothing to talk about with a stick who failed to propose marriage. After drinking for a while, the two men parted ways at the bar counter.

Qin Ling was like a wandering spirit, he didn't go home or sleep in the middle of the night, and wandered outside in his car.

When he walked to the old street where he and Tong Beibei ate red bean soup, Qin Ling told Lao Zhang to stop.

Lao Zhang stopped the car and felt that Qin Ling was not in the right state, so he persuaded him, "Go home."

Qin Ling pushed open the car door and tugged at the neckline: "Yes."

Lao Zhang didn't know the inside story, and had almost never seen Qin Ling in such a state. He was very worried, and while unfastening his seat belt, he said, "Do you want to buy something? I'll help you buy it."

Qin Ling got off the car: "It's okay, I'll buy some red bean soup for Beibei, and I'll go home later."

Back home, the house is no different from when he went out two hours ago.

Qin Ling's mood was very low.

He put the packaged red bean soup on the dining table, without saying a word or calling Tong Beibei, he lowered his head and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

He thought he didn't drink much, why his body smelled so strong.

Are you drunk?The lights look blurry.

Qin Ling didn't go upstairs, didn't make any movement, just sat on the sofa silently, leaned against the backrest, raised his head and closed his eyes.

After a while, a warm palm was pressed against his forehead.

"not comfortable?"

A warm and gentle voice sounded above Qin Ling's head.

Qin Ling didn't open his eyes, and raised his hand to hold his partner's wrist.

Tong Beibei lowered her head, sniffed, and asked, "Did you go out to socialize just now?"

Qin Ling still leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said, "Have a few drinks with Chu Huaiyan."

Tong Beibei didn't ask any more questions, but said, "Go to bed early."

Only then did Qin Ling open his eyes: "Yes."

The eye contact is Tong Beibei's bright and clear eyes, which are full of concern.

Qin Ling was heartbroken and thought hypocritically: He doesn't like me, and he doesn't need my liking either.

Seeing Qin Ling's abnormality, Tong Beibei stretched her arms to the top of the sofa back, looked down at Qin Ling, and said, "You look tired."

Qin Ling lay on his back and looked back silently, without saying anything.

Tong Beibei kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Go to bed early, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Qin Ling thought that today's depression might not get better tomorrow.

Seeing that Qin Ling was not moving, Tong Beibei continued to maintain the posture of lowering her head and eyes, and reached out to gently touch Qin Ling's cheek.

Qin Ling was immersed in this tenderness, he didn't want to talk, and he was too lazy to get up.

He was a little "abandoned himself", he just wanted to stay like this, he just wanted Beibei to accompany him like this.

After staying with him for a while, Qin Ling remembered the food he packed and finally said, "I brought you the red bean soup in the alley."

Tong Beibei: "Where is it?"

Turning around, it was on the dining table.

Tong Beibei turned her head and looked down at Qin Ling: "Didn't you go to drink? Why are you still driving there?"

Qin Ling: "Let Lao Zhang drive the car for a while, and it happened to be there."

Qin Ling: "Go and drink, it's getting cold."

Tong Beibei: "Let's drink together, just in time for you to sober up."

Qin Ling shook his head: "Go and eat, I'll take a shower."

Today was probably the most exhausted night since Qin Ling got married. He didn't even do what he liked to do most at night. He took a shower and lay down on the bed.

Before going to bed, Tong Beibei was a little worried, and reached out to touch his forehead, and asked, "Are you really not sick?"

Qin Ling held Tong Beibei's hand, hugged him in his arms, closed his eyes, and said, "It's okay."

Not only to tell Tong Beibei, but also to comfort him, "Tomorrow will be fine."

The next day, Qin Ling woke up weakly, and the whole process before going out revealed the word "tired".

It was rare for Tong Beibei to sleep in the morning, so she woke up and took out the ear thermometer to measure Qin Ling's temperature.

Normal, no fever.

Is there any other discomfort?

Tong Beibei became cautious, quickly changed her clothes, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Qin Ling shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not sick."

Tong Beibei emphasized: "You really don't look well."

Qin Ling nodded, indicating that he knew, and explained: "It's not because of illness."

Before leaving the house, he hugged Tong Beibei as usual, and said with a sad voice, "I'm going to work."

Tong Beibei was even more worried.

As soon as Qin Ling left, Tong Beibei sent a message to Li Meng, asking him to pay attention to Qin Ling today.

Li Meng: [OK. 】

[If you are not feeling well, I will take Mr. Qin to the hospital. 】

Tong Beibei: [ I'm sorry to trouble you. 】

Li Meng: [It should. 】

[Brother Tong, you are too polite. 】

But when Li Meng looked at Qin Ling at the company, he didn't see any problems. The boss was no different from usual, with the same focus, the same efficient operation, and he didn't see the slightest sickness.

If I really want to say what is wrong, at most it is half a minute more time in a daze between work.

But isn't President Qin like this since he got married?

Li Meng really didn't see any problem.

—

For a week, Tong Beibei ate a lot of things he liked.

Red bean soup, grilled corn, mutton skewers, fresh meat and egg yolk dumplings...

Qin Ling bought them all for him.

During this week, Qin Ling was very "tired" almost every day.

Qin Ling came back from get off work like this, Tong Beibei thought Qin Ling was too tired from work.

Qin Ling didn't say anything, leaned back on the sofa, put his arm on his forehead, and put his other hand around Tong Beibei.

Tong Beibei: "Tired?"

Qin Ling closed his eyes, still didn't say anything, and let out a "hmm".

At night, Qin Ling hugged Tong Beibei.

Although they are intimate and very close, Qin Ling has a sense of sadness that his heart is far away.

Qin Ling hammered his chest silently in his heart.

In his 30s, he is also an adult.

At this age, like a young man, he was flustered when he lost his love and lost his heart.

At this time, Qin Ling felt that it was unnecessary to find anyone, and he didn't want to face Bei Bei directly about his "broken love", so he simply plunged into work.

On this day, Qin Ling went home and found that Tong Beibei was not there.

Looking at the time, it's already past nine o'clock in the evening. Usually at this time, let alone people around, I have already taken a shower and are ready to go upstairs to sleep.

Qin Ling called Tong Beibei: "Where did you go?"

Tong Beibei: "There's something wrong, it's here with Shanshan."

Qin Ling: "Qin Mushan? What happened to him?"

Tong Beibei: "Broken love."

"..."

When Qin Ling arrived at school, Qin Mushan had already finished crying on Tong Beibei's shoulder for the second round.

Qin Ling hated seeing boys cry since he was a child, especially his younger brother.

Seeing that Qin Mushan was tearful and his nose was about to burst into tears, he wanted to drink a drink on the spot, but Tong Beibei stopped him with a look.

Qin Ling endured it, and stood in front of Qin Mushan with his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, and asked, "What's going on."

Qin Mushan was sitting on the bench with his back hunched, his elbows resting on his lap, his head was buried, and he was holding the phone in his hand.

When Qin Ling asked, he raised his phone.

Qin Ling took the phone and swiped the screen to see that on the chat interface, there were lines of white dialog boxes line after line. Although the words were euphemistic without losing their attitude, in summary, it was nothing more than "You are very good, but we are not suitable" - from the remarks" Goddess" girl's rejection.

Qin Ling's eyelids twitched.

He held the phone in his hand, shook it, and asked Qin Mushan, "Just for this?"

Qin Mushan is about to cry again, what do you mean by "just for this matter"?

Qin Mushan raised his eyes, his eyes were swollen, and looked back at Qin Ling: "I like her."

Qin Ling: "You like her, but you cry when he rejects you?"

Qin Mushan: "Yes," still the same sentence, "I like her."

Qin Mushan said very logically: "I like her, but if she rejects me, of course I will be sad, and of course I will cry when I am sad."

Qin Ling thought to himself that these are all difficult brothers and sisters.

Qin Mushan leaned on Tong Beibei's shoulder, and Tong Beibei followed Qin Mushan's back: "Okay, okay, cry, cry."

Qin Ling glanced over speechlessly.

He was also broken in love, so he went to cry with someone.

And Tong Beibei's attitude towards Qin Mushan's broken love is very tolerant and gentle, and he keeps persuading:

"You like her, and she doesn't like you. It can only be said that the two of you have no fate for the time being."

"Don't be too sad."

"Cry when you're sad, cry when you want to cry, and cry when you're done."

"But don't feel bad about yourself because of this, and don't blame other girls, let alone pester you, you know?"

Qin Mushan nodded straightly, Qin Ling's eyelids twitched again.

don't blame...

don't get entangled...

Qin Ling stood with his hands in his pockets, his heart felt cold.

He silently took a deep breath, took out his hand again, fanned himself, and at the same time comforted himself, thinking: It's nothing, isn't it just that he likes Beibei and Beibei doesn't like him, and refuses love.

He is over 30, not a teenager, nor a kid like Qin Mushan, is there anything he can't bear?

……Yes.

Soon after, Tong Beibei sat in the center of the bench, with Qin Mushan in front of her right shoulder, and Qin Ling behind her left shoulder.

Tong Beibei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked Qin Ling: "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Ling closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and said, "I'm also sad, let me rely on you."

Tong Beibei: "About work?"

Qin Ling hummed vaguely.

Tong Beibei asked him, "Then do you want to cry?"

Qin Ling raised his hand and pressed his eyes, and said, "I kind of want to, but I can't cry."

Just finished speaking, Qin Mushan let out a howl and started crying for the third round.

That night, Qin Mushan, who was broken in love to the point of losing his soul, was taken home by Tong Beibei and placed in the guest room.

Qin Ling suspected that what Qin Mushan lost might not be love, but the ability to take care of himself——

Tong Beibei made Qin Mushan's bed, brought pillows and quilts, and toiletries, comforted the fragile heart, cried on her shoulders, squeezed a towel and wiped her face.

Qin Ling felt depressed watching, and thought whose wife is this?

And quickly found the "broken love inspiration" from his stupid younger brother——

Qin Ling also leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Tong Beibei took two packs of tissues and came out of the small study on the first floor. Seeing Qin Ling like this, she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Ling stretched out his hand to Tong Beibei "weakly" and called, "wife."

Tong Beibei hurriedly passed her hand over, Qin Ling held it and said, "Honey, I feel bad."

Tong Beibei couldn't care about Qin Mushan who was leaning on the other sofa, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Ling: "Dizzy."

Tong Beibei put the paper towels on the coffee table, completely ignoring Qin Mushan, and focused all her attention on Qin Ling, asking "what else is uncomfortable", helped Qin Ling up from the sofa, and took people upstairs to return Room.

The worry and concern on Tong Beibei's face were real, and Qin Ling immediately felt a lot better in his heart:

Although Beibei didn't like him and didn't want his liking, at least Beibei still cared about him.

Qin Ling lay down on the bed, watched Tong Beibei take his temperature with an ear thermometer, and then pressed his forehead against his forehead to take his temperature, and said, "I don't have a fever, are you still dizzy?".

Qin Ling held Tong Beibei's hand, his expression revealed the "tiredness" of this period of time, and his voice was low and slow, calling: "wife."

Tong Beibei sat by the bed: "May I call your family doctor for you?"

Qin Ling shook his head.

Tong Beibei was about to say "I can't do this", Qin Ling said, "It's fine if you stay with me."

Qin Ling was "abnormal" for more than a week, and Tong Beibei was naturally more worried about Qin Ling than Qin Mushan, who was broken in love.

Tong Beibei lowered her head and persuaded gently, almost coaxing: "Let's take a look, you really don't look good these days."

Qin Ling shook his head: "I'm fine, it's not a physical problem."

He held Tong Beibei's hand all the time and said, "It's good that you stay with me."

Tong Beibei said with concern: "Let the doctor come and see for you."

Qin Ling shook his head again: "No need."

Tong Beibei couldn't help but said, "do you feel better now?"

Qin Ling nodded.

Tong Beibei: "then you go to sleep."

Qin Ling: "Come with me."

Tong Beibei: "Go to bed first, I'll go down and see Shanshan."

Qin Ling didn't let go: "He's such a big man."

What catches your eyes.

Tong Beibei had no choice but to sit by the bed and continue to accompany Qin Ling.

After staying with her for a while, Tong Beibei yawned sleepily, and Qin Ling pulled her arm into his arms.

Tong Beibei yawned and said, "I haven't showered yet."

Qin Ling lifted the quilt and carried the man in: "I won't wash it, I'll wash it tomorrow."

Tong Beibei lay in Qin Ling's arms.

Seeing that Qin Ling hadn't fallen asleep yet, although he was already sleepy and closed his eyes, he still forced himself to hum a song with his hand on Qin Ling's chest while patting him to sleep. After humming for a while, his voice gradually faded away. Weak and fell asleep.

Downstairs, Qin Mushan lay sadly on the sofa, lying on his stomach, sleepy and a little cold.

He shivered, raised his head suspiciously, and looked around, but he didn't see his brother or his sister-in-law.

Qin Mushan's grief stopped immediately, she got up silently, went upstairs and entered the room.

Continue to be sad tomorrow, let's do it today.

Sister-in-law TVT... woo woo.

As a result, the next day, Qin Ling looked more like a lovelorn than Qin Mushan who needed someone to take care of him.

Qin Mushan watched Tong Beibei walk up and down, move the small table, and serve breakfast, Gu couldn't even take care of him, let alone lend him a shoulder to lean on.

Qin Mushan stood blankly in the living room, calling Tong Beibei: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with my brother?"

Tong Beibei: "Oh, your brother may be too tired from work during this period, and he hasn't been feeling well in the past week."

Signal to Qin Mushan: "There is breakfast on the table, you can eat it."

Qin Mushan watched Tong Beibei busy walking, and asked: "Then I..."

Tong Beibei went up the stairs but didn't hear her.

Tong Beibei came downstairs.

Qin Mushan: "Then you..."

Tong Beibei turned her head back: "Oh, I may not be able to take care of you today."

While busy, he asked: "Are you still sad now? Do you still want to cry?"

"If you want to cry, go to the sofa and hug the pillow and cry for a while. I'll see your brother first, and I'll wipe your tears for you when I come down later."

Qin Mushan: "..."

Qin Mushan felt that in the current situation, he couldn't cry even if he wanted to.

It's not that his brother is the main thing, the main reason is that there is no atmosphere - nonsense, my sister-in-law is too busy to touch the ground, whoever lends him a shoulder, who comforts him.

Qin Mushan wondered what happened to his brother, so he went upstairs.

The master bedroom door was not closed, he stood at the door and looked inside——

A small dining table with breakfast was placed at the head of the bed. Qin Ling was lying on the bed and sitting close to each other. Tong Beibei was sitting across the dining table facing each other, holding a bowl in his hand, and was patiently feeding Qin Ling one spoonful at a time. breakfast.

Qin Mushan raised his brows all of a sudden.

He has grown so big, this is the first time he has seen his brother eat without moving his hands but his mouth.

His brother broke his hand?Amputated?

No, the arm is still there.

Look again——

Qin Ling finished his spoonful of porridge and coughed weakly twice.

Tong Beibei: "It's all over, don't go to work today."

Qin Ling coughed twice again, still clenched his hand into a fist and put his hand to his lips, and then weakly opened his mouth: "Then don't go, stay with me."

Qin Mushan: ...? ? ?

Is he dreaming?

This Qin Daiyu Ling must not be his brother!