Chapter 73

"No need." He stopped the car and got to her place. He pushed the door open and stepped out of the car. She rushed to the stairwell, but didn't know that the man in the car was still looking at her back. For a long time, she didn't remember.

Late autumn cried, the children are not at home, she cried in darkness, she did not know how, anyway, just want to cry, it seems that the only way to eliminate the grievances in the bottom of my heart, in recent years, she a person with children more grievances more hard, but in the end, the children want, she can not afford.

Seeing the children coming back, she stopped her tears. "Ah Shuang, go and pick up the children. I'll cook."

"Late autumn, what happened? Would you like to tell Mr. Bai? "

"Late autumn a smile," nothing, I just think of my life experience on the heart uncomfortable just

"Late autumn, I want to be more open. Mr. Bai is coming back. He called yesterday."

"Oh, it suddenly occurred to me that before he left, he asked me to see my mother. He said that my mother was ill. Look, I forgot. These two days, I really have to take time to see my mother." Bai Moyu never tells a lie. He says Liang Shuzhen must be ill when she is ill, but she forgets.

"In late autumn, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Everyone is lucky. Look, you've been much thinner recently, and your face is not good."

"Well, it's OK. I didn't sleep well. I'll come back to bed early tonight, so I'll be OK."

"Yes, I'll buy some big bones tomorrow, and I'll mend them for you and the children."

Ah Shuang has gone. Late autumn finds that she really can't lack ah Shuang now. With ah Shuang, she can do what she wants and work with ease.

After dinner, she went to Fengjian. Now she can't delay for a long time. Before she promised Leng muxun, she had to rely on her own hands to support her children.

"Would you like red wine, sir?"

"OK, come here..."

"Oh, sir, how tasteful x ` O is. What's red wine? Come to x ` O." Later autumn is about to launch a bottle of wine, Lulu is in front of her, a pair of eyes straight away, let the man who is about to buy late autumn red wine immediately turned to her.

Late autumn frowns and goes to the next guest. Lulu can't follow suit, as long as she doesn't go home empty handed every night.

I don't know how many times I have to say it in one night, but she really doesn't mind. As long as she can make money, it's better than anything. At this time, her mobile phone rings again.

"Late autumn, tomorrow weekend, said to go to the playground, my treat, see you around." Lou Qianqing is still so enthusiastic.

"Qianqing, bring Mr. Sha with me. I want to thank him for what happened last time."

"No, I really broke up with him this time. In late autumn, let's meet again."

"Good." It seems that something happened, Lou Qianqing said and hung up the phone.

"Xiao Qiu, Leng Shao is here. Go and greet him." Just put the cell phone away, red sister smile Mimi to meet her.

With the sight of red sister, in the corner of the wind, Leng muxun really came.

A person is alone.

She walked up to him gently. She knew more than anyone what he was worried about. In fact, she had been like him, but she knew how to cover up. Now he didn't mean to cover up.

"Ah Xun, what kind of wine do you want?"

"White. I don't want to drink the kind you push. It's like a drink. Go and get me some white ones." Pointed to the bar, but obviously a bit drunk, obviously, before the wind he had drunk.

With courage, late autumn really doesn't want to see Leng muxun drunk, "I have the stamina for this red wine. Drink this. You used to like it most."

"Ha ha, it's OK, but you have to drink with me."

Listening to his promise, she immediately went to get a few bottles of red wine. When she came back to sit opposite him, late autumn suddenly thought of something. That year was the same day. That night, he accompanied her to drink. As a result, he was drunk, and then he asked her.

And today, he drank again. Is this a special day?

He poured a glass of red wine and pushed it in front of him

Slender hands picked up the transparent goblet, "late autumn, chers!" As he spoke, he ran into her cup.

She was a fool when she did it. She took a sip and watched him dry the wine like that night.

Cup after cup, he didn't mean to put down the wine.

"Ah Xun, do you have something on your mind? Can you tell me about it? " When a woman has something on her mind, it's better to find someone to let it out. It's the same for a man, because it's really bad to hold it in her heart.

"Dry..." but he did not pay attention to her question, continue to drink a Yang and do.

This must be a special day, otherwise, he would not have been like this one a few years ago. This day must have something to do with minqiu. She still remembers that night when he held her hand and asked for her, he kept shouting "qiuer". He always thought it was her, but he didn't think it was a dream. What he called was never her, "Minqiu knows that you have been drinking like this. She will be worried." She gently tried to ask, forgive her curiosity, she too want to know why a few years ago he would lose control of the reasons for their own.

"Minqiu? Ha ha, do you know late autumn? " He stopped for a moment, then gave a hiccup, looked at the drunken people around him, and then pulled her up, "come on, go to my VIP box, it's too noisy." One hand holding her waist, the other hand picked up the glass to go, his body some shaking, let late autumn forced to strong self support him, just let two people slowly to the VIP box he wanted.

When the door closed, when the noise from the ear to the end of the time, late autumn finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding him sitting on the sofa, pushing his body to make him comfortable against the sofa, "ah Xun, you rest for a while, I'll pour you a cup of tea." Don't let him drink any more. If he drinks like this, he will be drunk and unconscious.

But the man's hand suddenly pulled, the unexpected strength with late autumn suddenly fell on him.

Strong wine gas and the smell of men came, at that moment, late autumn was stunned.

But the hand that falls on her waist is more and more tight. His fingers are burning and trembling on her face. "Qiuer, it's true."

He called her qiuer again.

But she's not.

Fingers on her face kept Mosuo, "Qiu Er, do you know? Today is minqiu's wedding day. "

Qiuer, minqiu, the word "qiuer" in front of her refers to her, because he clearly divides qiuer and minqiu.

Minqiu's wedding day must be less with the wind. It turns out that this is the day when Leng muxun loses minqiu. No wonder he chooses not to be drunk every year.

"So, on this day of every year, you're in pain, aren't you?"

"Wu, yes, qiu'er, let me kiss you, OK?" His fingers fell on her lips, and the sound of "qiu'er" made her unable to tell whether he was calling her or min Qiu again.

With a sigh, "not good."

"Why?" His eyes are full of hazy taste, but it seems to look at her into his heart.

"Because you don't love me, you love minqiu."

"Ha ha, but it's her choice to marry Shaoyang, but I don't even have the right to blame her. Qiuer, am I stupid?"

He is really stupid, stupid to let her want to beat him, but looking at the pain in his eyes, she said: "no, it's normal." Against the heart, even she would spit on herself. In fact, she often said that she was stupid.

"Qiu'er, it's very kind of you to let me kiss you." He said, lips will bend to the late autumn, his breath let her flustered want to avoid, but he did not know when his hand has clasped her head, let her can only passively meet his kiss.

The sound of qiu'er made her heart beat inexplicably. She remembered that he once said that the identity of poetry and Guoguo was arranged by him. If he really had her in his heart, even if there was only a little place, then she would tell him all that happened that night.

It's better to be embarrassed than to be miserable all the time.

Pushing his body, "ah Xun, I have something to say to you."

"Shh, don't make a sound. Let me kiss you." It was the last word he said before his lips fell, and then his lips stuck to her.

It's soft and hot.

She's struggling. She doesn't want to be minqiu's stand in. Even if she is the one he's calling, she can't do it. She's waving her little hand and grabbing the coffee table. Suddenly, her hand touches the cold wine glass. She picks up the wine and even falls over Leng muxun's head before she can see it.

Just want to wake her up.

If you don't stand in, you don't die.

The wine poured down his hair with a sweet fragrance. The cold liquid made him feel stunned, and then released her lips. "Zhong wanqiu, why do you pour wine on me?" Most of his consciousness had awakened. He looked at her with thin drunk eyes, and his tone was full of sullen.

Wan Qiu got up gracefully and gathered the broken hair in front of her forehead. She stood in front of him and looked down at him. Then she said word by word, "I'm Wan Qiu. I'm not min Qiu, and I'm not your Qiu er. Leng muxun, I don't want to be Min Qiu's stand in any more. Besides, there's something I think I really should tell you."

Looking at her solemn and serious expression, Leng muxun asked suspiciously, "what should you tell me? You say it quickly

Hand picked up the side of the wipes and handed him, "you wipe, I'll tell you." Otherwise, he looks really embarrassed, let her some apology, pouring wine on his head.

Random random random in the hair on the face wipe, and then a parabola of the wet wipes into a group of throwing into the beautiful trash can, now he should be completely awake.