Chapter 105

Changhuan's mobile phone rings. She frowns slightly. Before she wakes up, she takes up the mobile phone with a big palm. The light of the mobile phone screen appears on Jiang shaoxun's face. When he sees a call to remind him, his face looks uncertain.

The sharp fingertip slides to the answer button and slowly puts the mobile phone next to the ear.

"Changhuan, you are willing to answer my phone. Do you still have me in your heart?"

Strange male voice from the mobile phone, this voice, but also with a strong miss and regret.

Jiang shaoxun shook his cell phone hard, and his anger piled up in his chest. In the quiet bedroom, there was a click of finger joints.

"You must have suffered a lot from the exposure of such a thing today. Did you cry secretly in the corner again? It's a pity that I'm not by your side and you can't rely on me. "

"You don't talk, are you crying again?"

Jiang shaoxun looks at Changhuan. The redness and swelling in her eyes have not dissipated. She holds the clothes on her chest tightly. The man knows her so well. In her dream, who is she missing?

Lu Xiangyuan hasn't heard Chang Huan's voice for a long time. He faintly realizes that it may not be Chang Huan who answers the phone.

He tentatively said: "Changhuan, don't cry. Remember when I first kissed you

First kiss?

Hearing Lu Xiangyuan's words, Jiang shaoxun's blue veins on the back of his hand burst, and his cold fingers crossed Changhuan's watery and full lips. He couldn't restrain his impulse to kill.

"I remember very clearly that the first time I kissed you was when I was 15 years old. Before you came to my house, I always sent you back at night. We passed that section of alley, which was very dark. You always held my hand tightly."

Hold other men's hands tight. Good. Good.

Jiang shaoxun was on the verge of outburst.

"The moonlight was pretty good that day. After I kissed you, you were so shy that you left my hand and ran away. Changhuan, do you know how lovely you were at that time?"

Changhuan is 15 years old. Jiang shaoxun is not with her. He doesn't know how lovely Changhuan was at that time, but he can imagine it.

There were thick acid bubbles in his heart. The acid bubbles seemed to drown Jiang shaoxun in the past. He put his hand into the quilt as if to show his sovereignty. His fingers crossed the silk like skin.

"Chang Huan, shall we go back to the old days? We can have a lot of children, teach them to draw, teach them to write, and at night we can sit in the small yard to enjoy the cool barbecue. You can make me a cup of warm tea and watch me tell the children stories. "

"These are the lives you wanted, and I can satisfy you now."

It turns out that Changhuan made tea for another man.

He this introverted and easy to shy, stubborn up soft hard do not eat the little woman, once wanted to life is so flat. But she had fantasized about the future with other men, which made Jiang shaoxun extremely unhappy, and her strength couldn't help but make her strong.

The pain from her chest made Chang Huan cry out in her dream. She pressed Jiang shaoxun's hand in a daze, and her voice was charming and delicate: "fourth brother, I hurt."

She didn't wake up from the dream, but the sound of her fourth brother made Jiang shaoxun feel proud. At least in the dream, she had his.

"Hum."

After Jiang shaoxun gave this sneer, he hung up his mobile phone, removed his phone card and left it in the garbage can.

In retrospect, just like a child who can't get sugar, Jiang shaoxun uses the simplest hum and the whisper in Changhuan's dream to make a decision. Lu Xiangyuan loses miserably.

When Lu Xiangyuan called again, there was only a mechanical female voice.

That sound four elder brother, I ache of voice, just like magic sound, desperately in Lu Xiangyuan's mind torment him.

He didn't know how many wine bottles were broken by his side. He held his head and almost laughed madly.

It was his fiancee, a woman he had never touched, but now she was lying beside someone else, showing a side he didn't know in front of other men.

Another bottle of wine hit the wall.

This used to be his and Changhuan's apartment. When she was still here, she would clean it up. But that day, when he came back with Nie Changqing, he humiliated her in front of her. She left here and never came back.

Her tea cup, her towel, and the clothes she replaced are all there, and there are traces of her life everywhere.

It seems that she can still see a cup of hot tea on the desk after receiving the script, sitting on the sofa and taking notes seriously.

When he comes back from working overtime, she can trot up to him and pick up his coat.

At the dinner table, she was saying something, but he always had a thorn in his heart. He never paid attention to what she said or what she paid.

Those who have been together with the picture, did not deliberately think of, but has been replayed in my mind.

It turns out that Changhuan had been by his side. He missed her. Is she willing to come back after so many years of love?

Lu Xiangyuan took his hand in his hand. After a long time, he dialed a number: "Nie Changqing, how can you help me?"

"Of course, I'll do my best to help you."

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Changhuan was very tired and sleepy, but the hand on her waist was very heavy, and there was a burning hot place where she was touched by that hand.

She took the hand away from her waist and turned over, but her face hit a hard object and her nose hurt.

She reached out and touched it. It felt strong, and she could feel the beating of her heart, like Jiang shaoxun's chest.

Chest

Chang Huan immediately wakes up from her sleep. She stares at Jiang shaoxun, who is close at hand.

In his sleep, Jiang shaoxun took off the heavy cold, and the sharp and angular outline looked much softer.

What happened last night?

Didn't she sleep with him?

How to wake up to Jiang shaoxun's room?

The buttons of the clothes were untied, and the pain came from her chest. Chang Huan opened the quilt and looked at her body. Seeing the pinching marks on her chest, she could not help scolding the animals.

She didn't feel at all last night. As expected, she couldn't drink. Drinking made things worse. She didn't know that she was bullied.

Changhuan leaves from Jiang shaoxun's arms carefully. She presses her chest painfully. Is it so heavy?

Where did she offend him?

Chang Huan was upset in his heart, buttoned his hands, and then crept out of Jiang shaoxun's room.

Her mobile phone was passive. How could her phone card be in the garbage can and broken in half? Chang Huan sat on the bed. Why did Jiang shaoxun throw away her phone card? It's just baffling.