The most painful thing was not that she failed, but that she still had such a dream after failing. Now that I think about it, that dream was so real. It was clearly the daily life of Fu Yuan and Shi Xinling after they got married.

As long as she thought that Fu Yuan's future life had nothing to do with her, Su Wuwei couldn't help but feel distressed, and her tears flowed down crazily.

Back in the house at No. 1 Bohol, Su Wuwei felt as if she was in another world. She left here early on Saturday morning to go to the hotel to put on makeup and attend her wedding to Yan Yan, and now she returned here on Monday.

It was only two days since she came back here, but she felt like a long, long time had passed.

After returning here, Su Wuwei felt like a snail returning to its own shell, finally having a place that belonged to her. Her heart that had been swaying in the wind and rain for a year seemed to have finally found its home.

After sending her parents and younger brother away, she sat alone in the empty room. She was a little glad that today was Monday and her two children went to school. At least she didn't have to bother pretending to be peaceful in front of her children.

When she was about to pack up and go to the company, her cell phone rang suddenly. She looked at the caller number and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved in a meaningful arc.

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Nuancheng First People's Hospital

The corridor outside the inpatient department is the least crowded of all corridors in the hospital, because people who usually come here are in a hurry and quickly enter their wards.

The corridor is empty at this time. If you don't look carefully, you may even miss the figure standing at the end of the corridor. He is tall and tall, and in the early morning sunshine, he looks like a tall cypress on the edge of a cliff, standing alone in the world.

His slender figure was projected by the sunlight, and finally turned into a thin line, projected far away.

The quiet corridor was suddenly broken by a slight sound of opening the door, and half a head poked out from the open door. The wavy hair was spread down, and it was obvious that it was carefully taken care of.

The woman looked around, and when she saw the man at the end of the corridor, her pupils shrank. There was unbearability in her eyes, but more of them were filled with selfishness.

The next moment the sound of stiletto heels was heard, and the woman twisted her waist and walked step by step in the direction of the man. From her posture, expression to eyes, everything was saying the words "it is inevitable".

When she got closer, the woman's delicate nose wrinkled, and she said helplessly, "Fu Yuan, why do you smoke again?"

Fu Yuan slowly turned around under the sun, and a finely carved face appeared in front of the woman. Perhaps because of the light behind him, this man who had always been admired like a god, now felt like hell. of Shura.

A sentence flashed through the woman's mind, "If Shura looked like this, many people would be willing to go to hell."

Fu Yuan's lips had a ring of fine stubble, and there was an obvious dark blue ring under his eyes. His face showed an unconcealable tiredness. It was obvious at a glance that he had not slept all night last night.

His eyes made contact with the woman for a moment and then turned away, "Xinling, are my parents looking for me? I'll be there right away."

After saying these words, he raised his feet and walked forward. He didn't stop when he passed Shi Xinling, as naturally as he passed through the air.

However, he only took two steps before he had to stop, because Shi Xinling had hugged his waist from behind, and at the same time, her sad voice came over, "Xiao Yuan, don't leave, let's have a good chat. May I?"

"Let go." Fu Yuan said these two words indifferently, and then moved his body to try to break away from Shi Xinling's arms.

But in exchange, Zhi Xinling hugged his waist even harder, her face pressed against Fu Yuan's back, and she said heartbreakingly, "You can think about Su Wuwei all night long. , but you won’t even give me five minutes? I did something wrong, and I helped you but ended up in a position where both sides were unhappy."

Fu Yuan's body stiffened instantly. He didn't try to break away from Shi Xinling, but he didn't give any more response. After a moment, his calm voice sounded again, "Let go first. We can't talk like this, right?"

"Oops." Shi Xinling called out in a low voice, as if she just realized that she was still holding Fu Yuan. She let go of her hand in a hurry, her face already full of blush.

However, Fu Yuan's reaction was very dull. He walked slowly to the nearest chair and sat down. Then he raised his eyes slightly and asked calmly, "What do you want to tell me? You can say it now."

Shi Xinling sat down next to Fu Yuan, as if she didn't see the disgust in Fu Yuan's eyes. She looked at Fu Yuan with a pair of steamy eyes, "Are you really planning to go on like this?"

"There's nothing wrong with this." After Fu Yuan finished speaking, he took a deep puff of the cigarette. Perhaps because he pursed his lips tightly, smoke sprayed out of his nose.

Shi Xinling greedily smelled the smell of smoke that was close at hand. Her nostrils opened slightly and the blush on her face intensified. She stared at the cigarette held in Fu Yuan's fingers and swallowed unconsciously.

At this time, Fu Yuan also noticed Shi Xinling's gaze. He thought that Shi Xinling was not used to the smell of cigarettes. He looked around and wanted to throw the cigarette into the trash can.

Unexpectedly, Shi Xinling made a lightning move and "snatched" the cigarette from Fu Yuan's hand at lightning speed, and then she made an action that Fu Yuan had never dreamed of.

She actually stuffed Fu Yuan's half-smoked cigarette into her mouth, then closed her eyes and started puffing away, like a long-time smoker.

Fu Yuan looked at Shi Xinling carefully, his brows furrowed. No wonder he always felt that Shi Xinling was unreal after returning to China. It turned out that she did hide something in front of them.

His mind flashed back to that day in the bar, where Su Wuwei was caught in a bet at the bathroom door. If he had shown up even a few seconds later, Su Wuwei would never dare to go to the bathroom alone again for the rest of his life.

Afterwards, Shi Xinling said that it was Su Wuwei who insisted on dragging her to the bar, saying that he was doing his best to show his kindness as a landlord; because he felt that bringing up old things again was exposing Su Wuwei's scars, he didn't ask again afterward.

But now looking at the skillful way Shi Xinling smoked, and thinking about Shi Xinling's obsession with all kinds of wine, Fu Yuan really didn't believe that it was Su Wuwei who dragged Shi Xinling to the bar that day. I'm afraid it was Shi Xinling who was the host and the guest. Inverted.

He was about to ask clearly when the door of the ward opened again with a bang, and Geng Cai'er rushed out of the ward in a hurry, looking panicked. It wasn't until she saw Fu Yuan and Shi Xinling that her expression softened.

She rushed to Fu Yuan at a trot and said in a reproachful tone, "You kid, let's talk for a while. Why haven't you gone back yet? Your father still thinks you... think you..."

Geng Cai'er didn't say the next words, but there was a smile on her face that was thankful that she stopped the car in time.