Chapter 546

That night, when Zhu Xiaowei came out of the police station and returned to the shared room, it was already 11 o'clock in the night. She is tired both physically and mentally.

At this time of the day, the roommates of the shared room have already gone back to their rooms to rest in bed.

But the lights are still on tonight.

She just went to the door, mechanically took out the key to open the door, action stopped in mid air, the door was Liya from inside to open.

"Is that man your husband?" Raise your voice and ask suddenly.

Liya's face was gloomy, and she seemed to stay up late at night until she came back to ask.

Zhu Xiaowei's brain is in chaos. She suddenly scolds him. He is stunned for a moment. On the contrary, he is even more dull.

Liya didn't know what she was stimulated by. Seeing that she didn't answer immediately, she was even more irritated. "Why do you want to play with me like this? You Oriental people always pretend to be mysterious. In fact, you are the most hypocritical!"

Camille is also in the room. She sits on the chair in the living room and looks at Zhu Xiaowei strangely.

After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help saying, "today, the Armani man came to our restaurant and said he wanted to see you. He said that he was your husband."

"Xiao Wei, why do you lie to us that you are just friends with him?"

For Camille, who has always been straightforward, it is incomprehensible that a husband is a husband. How can he cheat a friend into saying that he is just an ordinary friend.

But Liya likes that man so much. She has been talking about him these days, and she also says that she wants to learn Asian food.

"I divorced him."

As soon as Zhu Xiaowei came back, she suddenly faced the fierce questions from her roommates. She responded in a low voice. Her voice was not emotional.

"Are you divorced?" Liya looked at her with a high eyebrow.

"That man is so beautiful and rich, why do you want to divorce him?"

In Liya's opinion, Zhu Xiaowei is not worthy of the elegant man who is obviously of the upper class.

Camille muttered, "even if you're divorced, he's also your ex husband. Why do you lie to us?"

It's hard for Camille to accept that friends lie to themselves.

"Why did your ex husband come to you five times?"

"Is it because of your divorce property distribution?"

Liya catches her and keeps asking.

"I don't think that man is like an ex husband at all," Camille thought. "Divorced couples are indifferent when it comes to property distribution."

Zhu Xiaowei didn't say a word more. Liya's impetuous questioning and Camille's murmuring came from her ears.

In the dead of night, the incandescent lamps in the shared room are very bright, some dazzling.

Zhu Xiaowei looked around at the strange shared room, the simple decoration and furniture, the old and yellow walls, and the unhappy roommate in front of him.

All of this, suddenly Zhu Xiaowei felt that he was dreaming.

Why give up the resources of domestic contacts and friends and suddenly come to this strange city? When she wakes up, she will feel frightened, confused and scared.

Once she comforted herself that going abroad was to give her a new life. She would get better if she survived.

She thought that this dilapidated shared house would be her support and warm nest, but at this moment, she felt that there was no place to live. The world was so big that there was no place for her.

Liya seemed very angry. She slammed the door.

Camille looks disappointed. Looking at Zhu Xiaowei at the door, he turns around and enters the main bedroom.

When the headlight in the living room is turned off, there is only a yellow old light bulb left, which makes all the things in front of us more hazy and more like a dream.

Zhu Xiaowei stood at the door for a long time until her feet were sore. Then she came back a little. She stepped into the house and closed the door very quietly.

She has been living with great care, probably because she lived with her stepfather and stepbrother since she was a child. The place where she grew up is not her home. As now, this shared house is not her home. She should be very careful and light, for fear of disturbing others.

Mechanically, she went into the public bathroom, washed her hot face and drank half a cup of warm water.

Then she sat in the dark corner of the sofa.

She usually sleeps in the same big bed with Camille in the master bedroom, and they rest side by side without caring. But today, she clearly sees Camille's eyes looking at her, disappointed and disgusted.

The whole person gathered her hands and feet and sat down on the sofa in the living room. The old sofa was a little peeling. She sat on the sofa. As long as she moved it a little, it would make a rattling sound of the old spring.

Zhu Xiaowei put his hands on his knees and sat on the sofa, motionless.

The window was dark. She looked out of the window in confusion, looking forward to the dawn, but sometimes it was contradictory. She hoped that time would be still for a moment, so she didn't have to think about the future.

Her mind was weak and her whole body was in a muddle.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang.

This slight voice also startled her. She bowed her head and looked at the mobile phone screen. It was a text message from Henry, [at noon, I'm very glad that you promised to have dinner with me, and I'm very sorry that I shouldn't fight with that man impulsively...]

In fact, Henry has been very restrained. He's a standard European. He's tall and strong, and he's in his early 20s. He's young, energetic and hot-blooded. It's Pei Haoran who repeatedly provokes him to fight back.

Henry's nose was bruised and his left abdomen was black.

However, Pei Haoran was not much better. He even broke his glasses. He was sick and pale and thin. He fell to the ground when he couldn't stand Henry's fist. He wanted to get up and was kicked in the waist by Henry angrily.

Zhu Xiaowei didn't reply to Henry. She took the opportunity to express her position with Henry when she went out for lunch. She really didn't have the tendency of sister brother love, and she didn't want to fall in love at all. She went abroad to escape.

She sat on the sofa in a daze for most of the night.

Zhu Xiaowei's hands consciously stroked the position of his abdomen, his eyes were red, his cheeks slid down two lines of clear tears, and he cried quietly, silent shame.

"Baby, mother can't protect you..." tears can't stop.

Her head was buried in her knees and she was shaking with tears.

Emma is on the night shift in the bar. When she comes back from the shift at 4 a.m., she gently opens the door and is surprised to see Zhu Xiaowei embracing herself and sitting on the sofa. She is crying.

"Because of that man, are you sad?"

Emma was very considerate, spoke in a low voice and sat quietly beside her.

"Did you suddenly go abroad to avoid him?"

Zhu Xiaowei is still low head, she tries to choke, don't want to cry so embarrassed appearance let Emma see.

Instead of forcing her to speak, Emma poured herself a glass of cold water, took a big drink and said to herself, "in fact, the reason why I left my hometown and came to Paris is not because I fell in love with a Parisian man."

"When I was in my hometown, I had a boyfriend who had been dating for ten years. I knew him since I was a child. We planned our future together and thought about a lot of beautiful things, but," he said

Emma slowed down and looked sad. "When I was happy to tell him that I was pregnant and that we were babies, he told me to knock it out..."

Perhaps the experience is somewhat similar. Zhu Xiaowei's body is stiff for a moment. He looks up, his eyes are red and swollen with tears, and looks at Emma.

Emma looked at her and saw that she was really crying so sad. She gave a low smile and said in a low voice, "at that time, I was like you now. I sat on the bed alone and cried every night."

"In fact, I really regret it now."

"I'm sorry for my child."

"How can I..." Emma raised a reluctant smile on her face. She hoped that she would face the memories with a smile and face them calmly. "My boyfriend said that we didn't have enough money to give our children a good life at that time. We couldn't afford it, so I agreed to abortion."

"If I had been able to hold on, my child would be so tall now."

Emma reached out and made a gesture at her waist.

"The man couldn't understand the pain. He thought my depression was unreasonable. At last, I broke up with him and I came to Paris."

Emma patted Zhu Xiaowei gently on the shoulder, her voice was still low and soft. "In fact, I came to Paris to escape. Moreover, I should be much worse than you. Don't think so much. Time will cure everything."

When Zhu Xiaowei heard her last sentence, he burst into tears again.

Simply turn around and hold Emma, sobbing vaguely, "thank you, thank you."

Since she was a child, she felt that she was an oil bottle. Her mother just did her best to raise her. Her stepfather's home had no place for her. She really wanted to have the feeling that her family depended on her.

No home, no one cares.

So she has been very good since she was a child. She is very careful about other people's ideas, for fear of offending others and making others unhappy. She tries her best to be good to others, hoping that others can also care about herself.

Qiao bao'er cares about her, but Qiao bao'er is not a person with delicate mind. She also has her own life, so she accumulates her thoughts in her heart and doesn't know how to tell them, because she affects other people's mood.

She has been living so low and humble.

Emma is the most family like friend she has ever met. Maybe it's just a moment's feeling. Zhu Xiaowei sobs and tells us intermittently about her marriage to Pei Haoran, her relationship with the Pei family, and her abortion.

After a turn to talk, her psychological pressure is not so big.

After hearing this, Emma was surprised and thought about it. Instead of commenting on her past, she asked, "what are you going to do in the future?"

"Xiaoweiwei, do you still love that man?"

"If that man is willing to change, will you forgive him?"

Zhu Xiaowei is silent and doesn't know.

"Don't feel hopeless in life. Your next life is still very long. It's like a small piece in a movie. There are more beautiful plots behind it."

Emma gave a suggestion, "you take the initiative to find a time to ask him out, face to face to make it clear, can't blindly escape, we have to learn to face."