Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"She's in my mother's name. I know you don't like her, so naturally you won't let her appear in your sight, even a name," Chu Lu reached out and held the woman in her arms. In this moment, he felt that his life was complete.

"If heart."

"Well ..." Xia Ruoxin's eyes had always stopped at the hukou book, and his expression was somewhat shallow.

"I will give you a blooming wedding, far more than others, Chu Lu gently leaned against her forehead, I will not be wronged, I will give you everything I owe you, Everything."

"I know ..." Xia Ruoxin smiled, and his fingers clenched his abdomen.

"I will give you everything you owe me," she said in her heart, and the smile on her face became more and more delicate, and under the rays of light, her side face said more Not coming out of the distance.

Chu Lu's eyebrows were slightly tight, but as if she hadn't seen them, she also tightly locked the woman in her arms into her own arms.

He was afraid, he was afraid that he would run away without holding her tight.

He was afraid that if he didn't hold tight, he would lose it.

"Why don't you ask me something about a little rain?" Xia Ruoxin said suddenly, he really wanted to test it out, but he knew it, but obviously, he shouldn't know it.

Song Wan concealed everything well, she concealed everyone, including his son, but also herself.

Chu Li's big palm gently stroked her hair, "Since you choose to leave like that, you will not easily pick up the child again, regardless of where she is, I believe that you will let her go In a safe place. "

just……

His voice was more sighed, and his hoarse voice still had a dark magnetism, like an ancient book, but also an old harp, with no wind and rain, and a clear dust.

"If you want, let's say that, if you are going to somewhere in the future, I will accompany you. It will be more cruel to leave in this way than to let someone die."

Xia Ruoxin didn't say anything, no one knew, now she was smiling, smiling ironically, but also mockingly.

Yes, such a decisive decision.

That's not life and death, but death.

However, her life was low, and God did not accept it.

And she was playing with the buttons on Chu Li's clothes, and this habit sometimes really resembled Xiaoyudian.

But Chulu, you just believe that I left, not kidnapped by her. There was a flash of light in her slightly stubborn eyes, obviously Chulu didn't find it.

Is it because I do n’t know you enough, or do you not know me enough?

But now she would think, if she hadn't been pushed into the sea, and the drizzle hadn't been lost, would she still take her away, and she didn't know, maybe it would.

Outside, the light leaked from the leaves and veins, and it was still cool on the ground. She blocked her hands above her eyes, and her white cheeks were finally warmed up.

A pair of high heels stopped outside a building.

Stop, start again, then enter the elevator and leave.

Xia Ruoxin put his hand on the doorknob. As you can see, the door had fallen into a thick layer of soil. I wanted to come. For a long time no one came here. As for the key, she stepped back and squatted down , Turned the floor mat over, and found a key in a small corner. Fortunately, no one came here to clean, otherwise, maybe the key is gone.

This is her and Xiaoyudian's home, so she always has the habit of storing keys, but now she is afraid to see everything here, because she will remember her daughter who is no longer there.

With the click of a card, the door of the room opened, and a smell of dust came on.

It seems that everything here is exactly what she was before she left.

The water in the vase on the table has already dried up, and the flowers inside have also withered into dry branches. A thick layer of dust has also fallen on the cabinet. All the appliances and electrical appliances have also been covered. The layer is light gray.

She walked over, picked up the glass bottle on the table, and the bottle mouth was refracted. It turned out to be sad. She put the bottle on her face. This is the favorite bottle in the rain before. She loves it. Fill this bottle with all kinds of flowers and plants, even if it is just a handful of wild grass, she also likes it.

The bottle is still in the dust, but it is already a matter of course.

She lowered the bottle and continued to walk forward, but she stepped on something. She lowered her head and removed her feet. It was a slip of paper. She crouched down and picked up the piece from the ground. Note.

"Chu Li, I do n’t want to see you again, nor do I want to see the Chu family again. Is it not enough for your Chu family to hurt me? I also want to harm my drizzle, I hate you, hate your Chu family, do n’t Find me, because you really make me feel sick, you may not know, every time I see your face, I want to vomit. "

She frowned. This was like her handwriting.

It ’s just that she did n’t write it. Whether she wrote it herself or not, she did n’t know it. It seems that Song Wan has really taken great pains to make this play more realistic. It ’s not even her. She also lost her clothes. Did she prove that she had packed and ran away?

She opened the bedroom door. Everything inside was the same as before. It seemed that nothing had changed, except that a thick layer of dust had fallen. She walked in and opened the closet, and the clothes inside were really empty and empty.

They, she sneered, really painstakingly.

When she walked to the bed, the quilt was neatly folded. She flicked it with her fingers. She could see that a layer of soil had fallen on it. She put her hand into the quilt, touched it for a long time, and then touched it. Baby, the baby is a bit old, but it is well protected. Even the clothes of the baby are clean. She sat down and was not afraid that there was dust here. Her entire life has been dusted. It was buried.

She held the doll in her arms and then wept silently.

I do n’t know how long it has been before I stood up and put the doll in the quilt to avoid dust. She did n’t want to move the grass and the trees here, maybe when she was the most ribless, Here will give her some memories.

After adjusting her clothes, she walked out again, then closed the door, locked the door, and put the key in the same place, so she left.

Returning to the place where she lives now, Chu Lu didn't return. At this time, he should be at work. She opened the door of Chu Lu's study room, which contained a computer, some information, and not much else. As before, sometimes work is more important than life. She walked over and there was a small safe in the cupboard behind the desk.