First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

The next day, Song Qianyan left the hotel and wanted to go home to surprise Ou Jianchuan. With a happy heart, he hummed a little song all the way to the house.

But the moment she opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol rushed to her face, as if trying to drown her, making her uncomfortable and suffocating.

Song Qianyan turned his head to take a few breaths of fresh air, and his face darkened instantly.

Ou Jinchuan!You actually drink again!Didn't you throw it away?

Rushing into the door, Song Qianyan held her nose and walked through the strong smell of alcohol, but saw a scene that shocked her.

The wine bottle was lying on the side, and in the messy bedroom, three men were lying unsteadily, sleeping soundly.

If he didn't know these three men, Song Qianyan must have felt that they had a fight last night, but looking at the three faces he was familiar with, his angry expression involuntarily slowed down, and was replaced by a deep sense of helplessness.

Putting the blue leather bag in his hand on the sofa in the only clean place in the living room, Song Qianyan frowned and looked around the whole living room, shook his head, got up and walked towards the window.

Stretching out green ten fingers to open the water-blue curtain, the bright sunlight shines on Song Qianyan's body in an instant, leaving a faint black shadow on the ground.

In an instant, sunlight flooded the entire living room, dispelling the rich and intoxicating atmosphere in the air.

Looking at the three men who were sleeping soundly, Song Qianyan endured it and tidied up resignedly.

After a long time, Ou Jinchuan was the first to wake up. Looking at the clean living room, his not sober mind was blinded, but in a blink of an eye, a scene flashed in his mind, and the hazy drowsiness disappeared instantly. He quickly stood up and looked at the sleeping soundly The two were angry, stretched out their slender legs and kicked vigorously. Seeing that the two did not respond, a pair of white eyes rolled up on their handsome faces.

He used a lot of strength to kick the two of them, and also focused on taking care of Wen Yifan.

"It's that bastard who bothered you, Uncle Zhang. You're tired of work, aren't you?" Zhang Haoqian tried to open his sleepy eyes, cursing and looking at the "bastard" in front of him.

At the same time, Wen Yifan also frowned and tried hard to open his eyes, noticing the dazzling sight, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What are you doing, Jinchuan, although I haven't seen you for a few years, you don't have to think about me so early in the morning."

"Jinchuan, why did you wake me up?"

Rubbing his sore butt from being kicked, Wen Yifan had an indescribable grievance on his face, is this job easy to beat? He was kicked early in the morning.

Completely ignoring the dissatisfaction of the two, Ou Jinchuan looked down at Wen Yifan with a very ugly expression.

"What about Song Qianyan that you monitored for me, I don't even know why she came back."

Ou Jinchuan was so angry that he wanted to jump, he must know that he had been drinking again, what matters is when she came back, and how much she listened to her nonsense last night.

Stretching out his hand to his forehead, he didn't even know how much he said last night that he shouldn't have said. He behaved like a drunk!

"Didn't I catch the wind for Zhang Haoqian yesterday, no..."

With a bang, Song Qianyan at the door wanted to stop listening, and kept thinking about "surveillance, surveillance, surveillance..."

I was actually being watched by my lover and husband, and I foolishly ran down to buy light breakfast for them, really...

Looking at Song Qianyan at the door, the three of them stopped at the same time and looked at the door with shocked expressions.

And Song Qianyan stared at Ou Jinchuan angrily. This bastard actually asked someone to monitor him. Is there really no trust between us at all?Thinking about the past few years, Ou Jinchuan never believed in himself, it was like this six years ago, and it is still like this six years later.

"Qianyan, listen to my explanation, it's not what you think..." Ou Jinchuan hurried towards Song Qianyan who stopped at the door, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Ou Jinchuan, I also have privacy. I am a person, not a doll!" Song Qianyan threw the breakfast in his hand at Ou Jinchuan who was getting closer, "I never want to see you again!"

Song Qianyan was no longer nostalgic, and ran away without looking back, leaving Ou Jinchuan who was drenched in porridge with a dazed face.

Song Qianyan slapped the elevator buttons fiercely, as if venting the sadness in her heart, with all her strength, every time she slapped, her heart sank a little, and her delicate face was already covered with tears, like heavy rain.

Sitting in the corner of the elevator, Song Qianyan let the tears flood, her small hands tightly clutching the clothes on her chest, as if this could relieve the pain of being torn in her heart.

Years of relationship, such a long relationship between husband and wife can't get him a little bit of trust, is it so difficult to believe in yourself, is it so difficult!
Thinking about the experience of the past year, the relationship between the two has long been riddled with holes. No matter how much she once loved him, but now she clearly feels that her love is wearing away bit by bit. I am afraid, I have been used to loving Ou Jinchuan for so many years, I think about him first in everything, I keep forbearing, I am wronged, I forgive again and again. him.

His small body was clinging to the cold metal surface of the elevator, and his body was trembling uncontrollably, not because of the faintly glowing metal, but because of his own fiery heart.

The moment the elevator stopped at the bottom floor, Song Qianyan opened his blurred eyes, but couldn't see the way to the future.

At this time, Ou Jinchuan was anxiously rushing to the parking lot in another elevator, and the moment he rushed out of the elevator, he happened to watch Song Qianyan's red car run out.

When Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian rushed down, they only saw Ou Jinchuan's lonely back. The two looked at each other, but they couldn't comfort Ou Jinchuan in front of them.

Suddenly Ou Jinchuan took out his mobile phone and made a call, over and over again, never giving up.

"The bubbles in the sun are colorful, just like me who was cheated..." Song Qianyan, who was driving on the highway, heard Ou Jinchuan's exclusive ringtone from his bag, and the bloody wound in his heart was severed again, and the blood flowed As noted.

Song Qianyan didn't understand how difficult trust was for Ou Jinchuan. She couldn't tell how many times Ou Jinchuan didn't want to believe in herself, maybe he never believed in herself.

With a self-deprecating smile, he reached out and pressed the phone. Seeing the confirmation of adding to the blacklist that appeared on the phone, he was cruel and pressed down with his eyes closed.

That's it, what's the point of two people without trust? Song Qianyan drove quickly through the city, but her heart became more and more numb.

Song Qianyan, you can. It's not that difficult to leave brother Jin. No, it's Ou Jinchuan. I can definitely get rid of him. Ou Jinchuan has always been a part of her body, and it's hard to let go.

As if to cheer herself up, she vigorously wiped away the tears flooding her face, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull out a smile, and the muscles at the corners of her mouth seemed to be unable to move.

After stopping the car, Song Qianyan couldn't bear it any longer, lay on the steering wheel and cried, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, as if she had been wronged by the sky.

In the small space in the car, her cries kept echoing, one after another, as if composing a rare lament in the world.

Why?Brother Jin, why?Why do you just not want to believe me? I, Song Qianyan, have only loved you from birth until now, until I die. But why do you treat me like this? You never gave me even the slightest bit of trust. Why do you treat me so cruelly? .

Holding her arms tightly, Song Qianyan felt so helpless.

why?
why!
Jin, brother, brother...
Do you know how I got here in a foreign country after six years abroad?Do you know how I got here when I found out my dad was involved in your car accident?Do you know how I came to love you silently all these years?
Don't you just give me surveillance?

Prisoner or criminal?
Yes, I have always been a prisoner of love.

Willingly sink into the prison of love and cannot extricate himself.

Song Qianyan's heart felt like a knife, but gradually became numb.

Feeling the strange pain in his chest, Ou Jinchuan paused his dialing hand, a look of pain appeared on his face.Listening to the polite female voice on the phone constantly saying "The number you dialed is busy, please call later." Ou Jinchuan was rarely flustered.

After the panic, there was endless self-blame, and he still hurt her in the end. He thought that he would never make her sad again after learning the previous lesson, but he never thought that he was the one who hurt her the most.

She must be dying of sadness now. Thinking of this, his hands grabbed the shirt in front of his heart, and the high-grade fabric was wrinkled and out of shape.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

The tall body looked motionless like a sculpture in the direction where Song Qianyan was leaving. Such a tall body gave people an unbelievable fragility.

Not knowing how to comfort such Ou Jinchuan, brothers Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian stepped forward to pat Ou Jinchuan's back in tacit understanding, speechless for a while.

But at this time in this empty parking lot, the sight was dim, the weather was gloomy, and a depressive atmosphere kept hitting the three of them.

"I never seem to really believe in Qianyan. Although I have always loved her deeply, six years ago, I didn't believe her and thought she had abandoned me. During those six years, I hated her all the time, but finally found that I Hate was wrong."

"You don't know, now that I think about what I did after she returned to China, I can't wait to smoke myself."

"Obviously loving her, but swearing at her again and again, disbelieving her love again and again, misunderstanding her and being entangled with others time and time again."

"....."

"Tell me, Qianyan won't love me like this anymore,"

Listening to Ou Jinchuan's rambling from the bottom of his heart, the two couldn't interrupt, feeling the sadness in the brother's heart, the two present could only pat him on the back to comfort him.

In fact, listening to the unconfident words at the end, a bitter feeling arose in the hearts of the two of them.

The love between these two people is too miserable and cruel.

"Jinchuan, there is still time for everything. Go find Qianyan, she loves you so much, she will forgive you."

Wen Yifan couldn't bear to see the lonely brother who used to be a high-spirited brother.

Zhang Haoqian also nodded, "Go."

After a long time, Ou Jinchuan recovered from his loneliness, and the firmness of his long and narrow eyes became more and more obvious.

In a nutshell, wait for me.