Cheng Youyou turned around a few times, but he couldn't find his bag. Lu Yunan pressed a small switch, and the cabinet was folded out. "Give."
"Thank you." Cheng Youyou answered the phone, it was Zou Mingyuan's.
"Yuyou, why didn't you answer the phone all afternoon." Zou Mingyuan's tone was not kind, even questioning.
"I I'm in a bad mood. I didn't hear you when I came out with my friends." Cheng Youyou walked to the small balcony and explained in a muffled voice.
"Oh." Zou Mingyuan didn't continue to ask, but only responded.
"How is she? Is the child okay?" It's none of my business! Cheng Youyou was wronged, but she still cared.
"The child is gone." Zou Mingyuan's voice seemed to have been hit hard, and his sadness could be felt through the phone.
"This" Should I comfort him? How to comfort, what position to stand on.
The seed in Xiaosan's stomach has been shed, and what the main room says seems to be hypocritical.
"I won't go back at night. Her family has not been contacted. Othersshe is very unstable now." There is a faint cry of a woman over there, which is very pitiful.
You can't leave her even one step, others Are you worried about whether they are taking care of others?
Cheng Youyou was so sad that she became numb, holding back her tears. "Um."
You are not asking for my consent, but notifying me! Cheng Youyou couldn't say what was in his heart, why should he be a magnanimous woman in love!
"If a person is afraid, he should go back to his father's house. Or, let the servants live downstairs." Zou Mingyuan knew that she was spoiled and spoiled, had no mother since childhood, and was timid.
"Got it." Cheng Youyou's hanging hand clenched tightly into a fist, and the nails scratched the palm of the palm with sharp pain. "Don't be too"
Don't be too sad, don't be too tired, don't be too
Cheng Youyou doesn't know what it is.
"Okay." Zou Mingyuan didn't want to probe into the meaning of her words, the crying of the woman over there stopped abruptly, and he hung up the phone directly.
"Okay, that's great." Cheng Youyou repeated nonchalantly, what's so good, what's so good, it's not good at all!
Open the old eight-pane windows, blowing the gentle night breeze, and the lights of hundreds of houses in the city are warmly lit together, but none of them belong to my own home.
"You ghost girl, it's cold on the ground!" Lu Yunan's movements were not gentle, and he kicked a pair of cloth slippers with one foot.
?The two started from the same point and received the same force, but they parted ways halfway, one went on the right path and reached the foot of Da Youyou, and the other went far away.
It's really like life, the husband and wife are tied by an invisible thread, and the hearts are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
Cheng Youyou put away his thoughts and hopped on one foot to reach the other. "There is a woman in your family, why do you still have slippers?"
"I went to buy it while you were asleep. The label is still in the trash can. Do you want to pick it up for you to see?" Lu Yunan retorted without hesitation. In fact, as long as Cheng Youyou said that you should pick it up, this lie will not go away. Self-defeating.
Cheng Youyou's favorite little bear pattern, when the house is decorated and things are added, Lu Yunan will be ready.
"Why." Cheng Youyou stared into his eyes and asked the teacher for his crime.
"My ancestor, what's the matter? What did I do wrong?" Lu Yunan swallowed his saliva and stepped back, his eyes were terrifying!
"This room of yours looks familiar to me, say it! Tell me honestly!" Cheng Youyou patted the small table, and the flowers and plants shook the branches and leaves. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com