I don't blame him for thinking too much. He is a real person who worries people. He doesn't lose his soul or break his heart. It's like nothing happened.

He hid his emotions so well that I decided that Xu Hui was not dead in his eyes, and he still lived as usual.

I nodded. "Well, I happen to have the same plan."

He narrowed his eyes and said, "how about moving in for a few days? You don't have to run back and forth, do you? "

"Central Park District!" I didn't intend to hide anything from him. Today things are so big and I come back so late. If I don't say it, he will know it by himself tomorrow.

He did not continue to ask, will I even pull into the villa, eyes heavy looking at me, said, "go there?"

Early in the morning, it seems a little late.

I

He sneered, "isn't it too late?"

I pursed my lips and thought, "didn't you say you'd be late?" I understand very late that he may not come back tonight. After all, Jiangcheng is not close to the capital. It has taken him most of the day to go back and forth.

He came down, the rain fell on his shoulder, more and more he thin cool hard to get close.

He sank his face. "Are you going to stand outside all your life?"

Stopped the car, I stood at the door, the drizzle began to fall.

Before the car entered the garage, I saw the man standing at the door. The man was tall and slender, handsome as jade. Under the dim street lamp, his face was full of vicissitudes.

The delay is too long. I went back to the villa in the early morning.

He took his coat and went out.

I was stunned and instinctively shook my head.

He picks eyebrow, the vision is a little chilly, "don't plan to stay?"

I don't know how to comfort him, so I can only do something pale.

After a pause, he said, "it's getting late. You should have a rest early. I'll come to send you breakfast tomorrow. I'll stay at home and let go of my work."

I can't help frowning. I can't say anything for a moment.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, looked at me and said, "are you comforting me?"

After collecting the bowl, I reached him and tried to say, "Gu Han, people always have to look forward. Aunt, she hopes your life is bright."

Looking at him, I seem to see that Shen Yu knew the world when his father died. His eyes were cold and dark, and he had the power to pull people into the dark in his heart.

After eating noodles, he sat on the sofa, staring at the TV that had not been turned on, deep and indifferent.

Watching him eat it, I always feel that it doesn't taste good to him, but it's just like he chews and fills his stomach.

He pursed his lips and stopped talking.

I smile, shake my head, "I'm not hungry, you eat more."

He squinted, looked at me and said, "aren't you hungry?"

I shake my head, always feel that he seems to become a little cold, "you eat, cold noodles are not delicious."

He stopped and looked up at me, his eyes cold and indifferent, "what?"

Looking at him eating, not from some worry, "Gu Han, are you ok?"

I nodded, in the heart for a time also some fear, will face end vent, on the table.

He drew back his eyes and said, "is the face ready?"

I suddenly scared out a cold sweat, "Gu Han, what's the matter with you?"

Make noodles, I just want to turn around to call him, but unexpectedly, coldly see him embracing his hands leaning on the doorframe, face cold.

"Shen Shu!" He said, gnashing his teeth, "who is your husband?"

I pursed my lips and said, "you asked me to move in. What are you angry about?"