Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xia Ruoxin walked past them carrying Lanzi, and they continued to talk, her steps were a little slow, obviously, she didn't care anymore, but after hearing his news, her heart was again Messed up.

When she left the market, there was only a handful of green tea in Lanzi. She looked for a long time and finally sighed slightly. If they only ate a handful of green tea, they would definitely starve to death.

She turned and walked out again, but she didn't know. There was a black car parked in the doorway, and there was a man inside. At this moment, she was staring at her without blinking. His face didn't have a half expression, just Watching this way, until she walked into the mall again, he took out a cigarette ...

"Brother, I heard that you are going to set up a house for Li Manni?" Du Jingtang really couldn't understand Li's mind. According to his cousin's usual temperament, he was so miserable that he would not tear down the other party. It's okay to cut off the bones, and now it's good to return the house to the other party so that the other party won't be a beggar.

"Do you have an opinion?" Chu Li asked Du Jingtang lightly.

Du Jingtang put out her tongue, posing as a hanged ghost.

"Of course I have no opinion. It's yours, not mine. Anyone you want to give it to."

Chu Li opened the drawer, took out a pack of cigarettes from the inside, and threw it on the table. Du Jingtang ran over with a dog's legs, and he took cigarettes and lit cigarettes. He served Chu Lu as if he was an ancestor. .

Chu Li spit out smoke, the tobacco circulating in his lungs, and paralyzed the dryness in his heart.

However, under the seemingly calm appearance, his heart was still frozen, that kind of coldness, no grass.

"Jingtang, you said, if you only have one house, but you have one son and one daughter, who will you leave the house to?"

That is a son, of course. Du Jingtang didn't even think about it. Everyone thought so. Generally, if there is only one house, the son is the son, and the daughter is always married. How could I give the house to my daughter.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, turning his face to stare at the Chulu who was swallowing clouds and misting.

Damn it, it ’s still no one. Is this a good game from the early morning, waiting for someone to jump. He thought that his cousin was going to leave a back road for the Li family. As a result, what kind of back road is this is to make the Li family restless day and night.

High, really high, he couldn't help but give thumbs up to Chu Lu, but when he thought of Chu Lu's body again, all the mood suddenly disappeared, and what would his aunt's family do in the future, cousin What should I do?

He gently opened the door and went out.

"vice……"

Just when the outside secretary was about to exit and shout Du Jingtang, Du Jingtang quickly put his finger on his lips, then pointed to the inside, and wiped his neck.

Quiet, if the person in the door is noisy, die.

The secretary quickly covered her mouth, even now she didn't dare to breathe too loudly, fearing that she would really irritate the tyrannosaurus, and then she vain.

The Chu law inside is exactly like what Du Jingtang said. At this time, he was standing in front of the window, smoking cigarettes one by one, and he was about to turn himself into a smoker. In the office, the smoke was suffocating, and it was hazy Everything in it is blurred, including people, including emotions, and everything.

It was night, and the wind was so cold that the time did not fall into the late autumn. Sure enough, this winter came very early. At this time in previous years, I still wore a sweater, but this year, I started to prepare cotton clothes in advance.

Chu Li opened the door of the car, Qiufeng messed up the broken hair on his forehead, and woven into a dense net, trapping his senses and sights. He could only get that ray of light from the gap, He closed the car door for a while, and didn't even know where he was going.

It ’s better not to go there with his parents, lest they meet him, but they also evoke those sad but helpless things. He put his back on the back of the chair, and some of the warm light from the street light hit him. On the face, the man's facial features are very three-dimensional, unlike the flatness of an Oriental, but rather a sense of mixed blood. His eyes are very deep, and his eyebrows are very long, but his temperament is a bit cold, and the person seems a bit cold. It is now, the autumn wind is bleak, and the strands of hair are woven into his loneliness.

I don't know how long he sat here, and how long he waited, so he gave his hand a sigh of heat, and the instant warmth caused him to let go of his mouth.

Chulu, maybe it's the right time to live like this.

Sometimes he came over a car with the headlights on, and the light of the car occasionally shone on his body. He slightly narrowed his eyelids, and the thoughts hanging down followed loneliness, loneliness, and weakness.

After a long wind, he returned to his small villa and opened the door. It was really deserted in the same room, without the people of the Li family, and without Li Manni.

Here, he has been organized, and he can't find a trace of the past. Even in the bedroom, the wall is now bare. Without his and Xia Yixuan's photos, he and his Li Manni, is a white wall, with less color, but more years. The wall with the photos can still clearly see the traces of Zeng Jin's frame. Four years, finally, it is still in the Something was left in this house, of course, leaving scars on his body that could never be worn away, and some injuries could not be removed in a lifetime.

He touched his belly, it was just remembering that he seemed to have forgotten to eat. How long has it been, he himself ca n’t remember it, and at this time, he even missed the time when Xia Ruoxin was there. Although there is only one bowl of porridge and one bowl of noodles, it is the best thing he has eaten in recent years.

I opened the refrigerator. Inside the refrigerator, there were some things left by the Li family, and the nanny apparently forgot to pack it. It had noodles, eggs, and some meat.

But he is really a bad cook, he can only say that he can cook things, but the taste is terrible, which is why he is unwilling to enter the kitchen. He really feels that he and the kitchen are born by nature. Hatred.

He took out the noodles and an egg from the refrigerator, and when she came out, she was sooty, even gray-faced. He had a bowl in his hand, and it was a bowl of dark unknown.

He put the bowl on the table and took a bite of his noodles.

It's salty. It's hard to put too much salt.

What to do when he was salty, he thought carefully, how can this side be not salty, well, pour some water, he picked up some water again, but he was absent-minded for a while, but he got tap water.