Lu Xinting was a little speechless after hearing what he said, but there was a voice in her heart shouting, it's not like this!
But now she was confused and couldn't figure things out.
Where should she begin to explain to him? How can she make him believe that she doesn't care about him!
Lu Xinting opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, a force pushed her away from the door.
She staggered forward, holding on to the shoe cabinet to regain her footing. When she reacted, there was a "bang" behind her.
The door was slammed hard.
The room fell completely silent, and so did her world.
Lu Xinting stood frozen at the door for a long time. Thinking that today was his birthday, she prepared a gift for him, turned around suddenly, opened the door and chased him out.
She ran to the yard and saw only the car's taillights, fading away in the dim sight.
Lu Xinting stood in the courtyard, her heart throbbing with pain.
After being together with Song Heng for four years, we had only a handful of quarrels, because we couldn't quarrel with him at all.
When there was a conflict, he would always remain silent and let her scold her however she wanted. She was the one who slammed the door and left, and he would always try his best to coax her back.
The biggest feeling when I am with him is that of solidity and stability.
This was the first time she felt so clearly that she was losing him.
The dull pain in her heart became more and more obvious, and the sky gradually darkened and enveloped her. She took a few deep breaths, turned around and entered the house.
…
Song Heng drove the car very fast. He couldn't stay at home anymore. He was afraid that he would lose control and hurt her.
The car windows were opened on all sides, letting in the fierce north wind.
He gradually calmed down, realized what he had done, and braked suddenly.
Hold.
He gripped the steering wheel hard, trying to turn around and go back.
But when I thought of what I saw in the coffee shop, that terrible emotion came back to me.
His birthday was okay, since he had never celebrated a birthday before. Song Heng looked at the watch on his wrist. This was the first birthday gift he had received, and it was from her.
The marriage can be done tomorrow, as long as she tells him, he can understand.
Why did she go out to meet someone else?
Or her first love.
Why is this the reason...
never mind.
Song Heng restarted the car and drove without knowing where to go. His heart was empty and his head was confused.
The phone kept ringing, it was a few close friends looking for him to drink.
Song Heng looked through the messages and didn't receive any from her.
He put his phone on silent mode and threw it aside.
Song Heng drove around the streets of Beijing several times and finally went to a car dealership.
Opening the door of the warehouse, Jiye and a group of people gathered around to drink and brag. When they saw him coming, everyone stopped.
"Boss, why are you here?"
"I've rarely seen you for a month. What brought you here today?"
Song Heng came in without saying a word.
Everyone took the initiative to move his position.
"You guys drink." Song Heng glanced at them and walked directly past them.
"how about you?"
"I sleep."
Song Heng walked to the sofa and lay down.
Jiye scratched his head, "Something's wrong. It seems like he's in a bad mood."
"Where did you see it?"
"When he is unhappy, he only does two things, either drinking or sleeping." Jiye still understands him very well.
Finally, someone who was not afraid of death shouted, "Brother Song, did you have a quarrel with your sister-in-law when you came here so late?"
Song Heng opened his dark eyes, took a deep look at the man, closed his eyes again, turned around, and turned his back to them.
The man shrank, covered his mouth and whispered, "Brother, the look in his eyes is so scary. I must have said it too harshly. Look at my crow's mouth. I really can't pick up the pot."
After saying that, he slapped his mouth.
"Speaking of which... I feel that my sister-in-law's temper has changed and she keeps suppressing our Brother Song. How can she still have the dignity of a man?"
"Yeah, I've never seen my brother be so groveling in front of a woman. Last time I saw my sister-in-law yelling so hard that he didn't even dare to say anything. I almost lost my temper when I saw that."
"Stop talking, that girl is pampering you more and more, and she doesn't give Brother Song any face. It's too much."
"I don't know what evil possessed the boss, but he was managed to be docile by such a free-spirited woman. I don't think she's that great either. She just has a prettier face and a hot body... cough cough."
Ji Ye patted the man's head and said, "What are you talking about? Drink!"
Everyone started eating hot pot again and continued chatting happily.
Song Heng was actually not asleep. He heard their conversation.
They didn't dare to say these words in front of him, but he could basically guess them, and some even made fun of him behind his back.
He's used to it, and he doesn't care what others think.
He only cares about Lu Xinting's opinion and attitude towards him.
Where did she put him...
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Song Heng sat up and walked towards a group of people chatting and eating hot pot.
Several people were shocked when they saw him, "Brother, did we talk too loudly and disturb you?"
"No, give up your position."
"oh!"
The two people in front of Song Heng quickly moved their chairs out of the way.
Then a boy immediately moved a chair over and asked him to sit down.
After Song Heng sat down, the person next to him poured wine for him.
He stretched out his hand to stop it, took the can of wine, opened the can with one hand, raised his head and took a sip.
Everyone saw him drinking silently, and they all tacitly remained silent.
Instead, Jiye held a cigarette in his mouth and hummed, "Brother Song, didn't I hear that you are getting married?"
Song Heng raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and continued drinking.
"Is it because that woman doesn't want to marry you?"
"Looking at the way you hang your head and don't speak, I guess I guessed it."
Jiye came over with a drink and put his hand on Song Heng's shoulder, "Brother Song, I said that woman was not a good thing, but you didn't listen. You have been stuck with her for four years and haven't become a regular employee in four years. I guess you are being used as a backup." Woolen cloth."
Everyone is sweating for Jiye, you are the only one who dares to say so!
"Why don't we break up and find a better woman who can treat you wholeheartedly, and let such an unscrupulous person like her go away..."
"Enough said?"
Song Heng suddenly spoke up.
Seeing his gloomy expression, Jiye choked on his words.
"Shut up when you've said enough!"
Everyone shrank their necks.
No one dared to ask, and no one dared to argue again.
After drinking almost half a box, Jiye's cell phone rang.
"Brother Ye, what beautiful woman calls you so late?"
Jiye was drunk, smiled and joked with the man, and answered the call without even looking at the caller ID.
