Time and you are my fault

She kept this posture and looked at him for a long time.

After removing the hard shell of the past few days, I finally showed all the fragility at this moment.

Tears fell onto the fabric of the arm, smudged with wetness.

Zong Yanchu, I lied to you, you don't know, I'm not having a good time these days.

It’s not so good, I have to force myself to eat every day, telling myself over and over again, it’s okay, I still have my babies by my side, and I have to take good care of myself for them.

But the morning sickness from time to time is really hard.

How much I want you to be by my side, tell me, be strong, you will always be with me, and wait for the baby to be born with me.

Tell me you'll be there no matter what.

But I also know clearly that you no longer belong to me.

There is still such a long way to go, I am really afraid and can't hold on.

When Zong Yanzu woke up again, it was 06:30 in the morning.

The sky is a dark blue gleam.

He rubbed his sore forehead and found himself lying in Xinghewan's bedroom, covered with a quilt.

last night……

He got drunk at the party last night.

Who sent him back?
I saw the neatly placed slippers by the bed and the glass of honey water on the bedside table.

There was an unconcealable brilliance in the man's eyes.

It's Chuy!
Chu Yi must have sent him back!
In the past, when he got drunk at a party, Chu Yi would make him a glass of honey water.

He threw off the quilt and rushed out of the bedroom without even putting on his slippers.

He eagerly wanted to see that familiar figure in the kitchen, or the living room, or the study, which made him worry.

However, he searched every room on the twelfth and thirteenth floors without giving up, but there was no one there.

The huge room was empty, and he was the only one.

He squeezed his cell phone, dialed Chuy, and was answered quickly.

"Is something wrong?"

"You were the one who sent me back last night!" There was uncontrollable joy in his voice, and his tone was affirmative.

These days, only God knows how scared he is, afraid that she will never talk to him again.

"No."

"Don't deny it! It's you who helped me take off my clothes, and it's also the honey water you washed!"

"There was an accident on the way to Wang Tezhu to pick you up. I asked the banquet waiter to bring you back, and it was also the doorman of Star River who brought you up." Her voice was flat and hoarse.

"As for the honey water, it should be made by the doorman too."

The joy on the man's face gradually faded, and the light in his eyes also dimmed.

"Anything else?"

The man didn't answer, and what answered him was the sound of beep hanging up the phone.

The phone slipped from the side of the ear and hung powerlessly in the palm of the side.

He clutched his heart, feeling that the air in the living room was too thin.

Thin enough to take his breath away.

At that time, Chu Yi was sitting on the bench downstairs, staring at the windows on the twelfth floor in a daze.

There was no wind in the early morning, but her long eyelashes were trembling.

The sky is gradually brightening, and all the gloom is gradually retreating.

She stood up, forced back the tears in her eyes, then smiled wryly, and walked outside.

Before leaving, he told the doorman brother to keep the secret.

The little brother was also confused, but he promised to do it.

After Chu Yi divorced, she moved to Song Ci's vacant apartment.

She didn't go to the company today, but has been watching TV at home.

In the evening, Lian Shanshan came to deliver food, looked at the expressionless woman on the sofa, and couldn't help sighing, "Yiyi, eat."

Chu Yi responded, and quietly sat down to drink the soup.

"Aren't you going to live with me?" Lian Shanshan rubbed her head.

Chu Yi smiled faintly, "No, I'll go there when the things in the new house are finished."

"Why don't you go back to Qiao's house for a while. Uncle Qiao called me and was very worried about you."

"No, I will only worry grandma and uncle in the past." She still smiled lightly.

Lian Shanshan sat in the apartment for a while and then left.

Chewie went back to the sofa to watch TV, but she didn't know what was playing on it.

I just feel that there are some sounds around me, which will make me look less lonely.

The phone vibrated twice, and she picked it up to look at it.

It was a message from Lian Shanshan.

【Zong Yanqi is downstairs from you, I failed to drive him away. 】

The phone seemed to have thorns, which made her fingertips ache.

She replied with one word.

【Um. 】

Lian Shanshan looked at the unresponsive 'hmm' and felt anxious.

Chu Yi like this doesn't have any vitality.

I thought divorce was a relief.

But now it seems that the divorce seems to have taken away her last spiritual support.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Chuy turned off the TV and prepared to close the curtains to sleep.

Standing at the window, the yellow light and shadow extending from the street lights downstairs shrouded the familiar car.

With just one glance, I saw the tall figure leaning on the car.

As if noticing the sight from upstairs, he raised his head in the darkness.

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, and the second her eyes met, she pulled the curtains hard to block the two people's sight.

It has been more than three hours since Shanshan left, and he has been standing downstairs.

Is not It Cold.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Just that second of looking at each other, the eyes full of fragility and pain, lingering in my mind.

I checked my phone, but there was no message from him.

He didn't message or call her, just stood quietly downstairs.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, she got up and went to the window.

The north wind is howling outside, and you can tell how cold it is just by hearing the sound.

The curtains were slightly opened, and the first to see the faint red light from the smoke tail downstairs.

He is still there.

The mind was disturbed and could not be peaceful.

Holding her mobile phone, she deleted and wrote on Zong Yanzu's chat box.

After repeated several times, she still did not send the message.

What is she going to say?
Tell him not to stand downstairs?

Ask him if he is not cold?
Where does she stand?

The second she exited the chat interface, she received a message from him.

[What do you want to say to me? It took you a long time to type. 】

Chu Yi felt guilty as if she had been caught, and immediately replied.

[Accidentally bumped into it. 】

Then quickly exited the chat interface and locked the phone.

The phone has been quiet and there is no reply.

downstairs.

The man reached for the cigarette case, but there was only an empty case left.

He smiled wryly, staring at the seemingly random words she sent on the screen.

Looked for a long time.

Accidentally bumped into it?
The cold wind soaked every inch of the body, chilling to the bone.

But it's not as cold as my heart.

He asked the guards in the morning, and the guards on duty said that they were indeed the ones who sent him up, and soaked in honey water along the way.

But he didn't believe it.

The property service is considerate, but he will not take the initiative to help him undress, nor will he put the slippers neatly on the bedside, nor will he make a cup of honey water with the same taste as hers.

Yiyi, why don't you admit it.

Admit that you are still worrying about me, still caring about me.