He didn't want to get involved, he just vaguely felt that Wang Qiu was not happy.
After standing at the door for a while, he smiled to himself, then turned and left.
Wang Qiu was even more deeply shocked. In fact, she had always known that she was unhappy, but at least she was happy in the eyes of outsiders.
As Mrs. Qin, as the wife of the person she loves most, Wang Qiu feels that she is happy.
But when the mask of self-deception was torn off like this, she became confused and at a loss.
It turns out that outsiders can know exactly what is going on in my marriage without prying.
Then why do I steal the clock and hide my ears again and again?
It's really ridiculous to think about it. I'm afraid that over the years, many people like him have seen their ruined marriages, but they have never made any trouble. They are just careful not to lift the veil and watch their own performance as an audience. a joke.
Thinking of this, Wang Qiu's heart ached.
She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so she got up and put on a windbreaker and went to sit in the cafe downstairs.
It was already early in the morning, so she casually ordered a cup of hot drink, then leaned on the chair and blew out smoke rings.
The weather after the beginning of autumn, although it is very hot during the day, the wind at night is somewhat cool.
The breeze blew slowly, and her long hair floated gently behind the chair. She crossed her legs and closed her eyes to relax as usual, with the waistband of her windbreaker flying.
She tilted her head and leaned on the back of the chair, her whole face illuminated by the gentle moonlight.
Everything looked so beautiful, but only the cigarette held between the fingers and the pieces of white smoke constantly exhaled from the mouth were incompatible with it.
When Meng Hao came back from the bar, he saw such a scene.
He was slightly drunk and his face was slightly red. From a distance, he could see Wang Qiu soaked in the moonlight.
He was a little distracted, so he slowly approached her step by step, and with a bang, he sat down on the chair opposite her.
Wang Qiu was startled, and when he saw it was him, he slowly continued to shake his feet.
Meng Hao held one hand on the table, leaned half of his body in front of her, tilted his head and smiled, just like the first time he saw him.
Wang Qiu put out the cigarette and came closer. The two faced each other, with only one centimeter between them and the tips of each other's noses.
Wang Qiu looked at him: "I'm not a single mother, I have a husband."
Then he got up and walked slowly back to the building.
He looked at her. She was wearing a smart off-white windbreaker today, and she looked slim.
When Wang Qiu returned home, he decided on one thing, and that was divorce.
But before the divorce, she decided to meet the woman.
…
In the afternoon, Xu Shunian was sitting in the teahouse. The sunlight just hit half of the table. She had a straight back and poured hot water on the small brown teapot.
The color instantly turned to cyan, and as the water stains drained away, the color turned to dark brown.
There are tea leaves in the small teapot, and the fragrance of jasmine flowers floats out, which makes people feel peaceful.
When Wang Qiu stood in front of her, he saw her calm look, calm and steady.
It seems that no matter how restless your heart is, smelling the fragrance of jasmine and seeing her calm look will soothe you.
After Chen Shunian saw Wang Qiu, he stood up and stretched out his hand to her.
Wang Qiu did not shake his hand, but just looked up and down at the woman in front of him. She was wearing a long green skirt that reached her ankles, off-white embroidered shoes, and her long black hair was simply tied back with a black rubber band.
