The Decade of Deep Love

Chapter 61

He knows that he hasn't slept for a night, and only through the small light-transparent gap between the two curtains, the sky is getting clearer.

He himself feels that he is not a good person, there is nothing worthy of being liked. The appearance is not good, the character is not like people, even the body is not good. It can also be a place where people still have peace of mind. But he really can't respond to the doctor because he can't bear it.

When he wants to go, the doctor just doesn't have an ordinary man who has spent his time pursuing his thoughts, smoothing out all the scars, and then getting married and having children back on track; instead of losing an unforgettable lover, he will bear the pain in the latter half of his life.

If the doctor touched him, it would be a little compensation, and it was a bond of love. If you don't touch it, how long can you know how long you can live, you can put Ai Ziyu in mind for a long time.

When He Zhishu got out of the bedroom very early, he didn't even arrive at six o'clock, and the morning in the south only lit up one side.

The living room was very clean and tidy, and there was no trace left by Ai Ziyu’s loss of control last night. However, in the past, there were still a few vases and a fine set of Song kiln tea sets on the table. On the coffee table, I was still holding a bowl of rock sugar hawthorn in a white porcelain bowl.

Ai Ziyu originally sat on the sofa and watched the mobile phone. When he saw the news, he put the phone down: "It’s so early? Why don’t you sleep for a while?” The temperature and the usual temperature, it seems that nothing happened last night.

At the glance, He Zhishu glanced at the **** eyes of his eyes and his eyes: "...sorry..."

Ai Ziyu smiled and couldn't tell the unclear sigh and pet: "...this fool." He slammed his arm and smiled and said: "How can I be angry with you?"

"You didn't sleep all night." He Zhishu frowned, but still walked over to the doctor and hugged.

"Go right away. Sleep together?" The last word bite was clear and embarrassing.

He knows that he is laughing at himself, and his thoughts turn around before he feels the boldness of last night, and the embarrassed neck and ears are red.

Ai Ziyu touched his hair: "Go to eat a few mountains, you didn't eat anything yesterday."

When Ai Ziyu went to medical school, he only remembered what the patient could eat and what he couldn't eat. Now he has fallen to the point where he is a cook and a mother.

He knows how to eat a few, and tastes quite like it. He also drinks a few mouthfuls of hawthorn soup.

Ai Ziyu saw that He Zhishu didn't rest well last night. He understood the nature of He Zhishu, not the material of the people. After calming down, I only feel that I am full of distress. Ai Ziyu thought about it and thought that she might have been really angry and angry yesterday, because he had no idea that he had no idea.

He doesn't blame He Zhishu at all.

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Jiang Wenxu’s own drive to Longjing Road, the exact address of Ai Ziqian’s tea garden was sent to his mobile phone last night. He planned to come overnight, but hesitated.

I am afraid that I have not taken care of my beard hair for a few days, and I am afraid that I will be shocked by the middle of the night. For a long time, Jiang Wenxu did not have such a hesitant and nervous mood.

He drove around the West Lake for a few laps last night and didn't dare to get off the bus. But even if he didn't experience it personally, his mind was still a clear scene - the bench next to the fifth willow tree in the north, He Zhishu, often went to sit, ... riding his bicycle with He Zhishu flying at the lake I circled a circle and circled for him, painted a kite for him, and took him to the lake to the center of the lake to scare him to swim together and go back together...

Jiang Wenxu pinched the nose and roots. He told himself that there could be no tears. In the future, he will have the opportunity to bring all the memories he once had to be refurbished.

It is only half an hour from the West Lake District Wetland Hotel to Longjing Road. Jiang Wenxu didn't know much about the area where the tea garden was divided. It took another forty minutes to find the exact address.

Ai Ziqian's tea garden is also three or five acres, the environment is very good, there are half a lake in the circle, the tea garden is a three-story Xiaoyang Building, and the empty space in front of the building is surrounded by a white fence - jasmine.

Jiang Wenxu got off the bus and looked into the wire fence that was surrounded by the tea garden. A golden golden hair was chasing after the lake to play with something small. Jiang Wenxu's eyes have sometimes been so powerful that he has been watching for half a minute before he sees it. The dog is playing with a few kittens. A few kittens from He Zhishu.

He flipped in from the low wood door and tightened his lips as far as possible to knock on the door.

Ai Ziyu persuaded He Zhishu to sleep in the bedroom for a while, took the door downstairs, and walked on the stairs to hear someone knocking at the door. Listening to the rhythm is not too urgent, but the sly has never stopped, the listeners are flustered.

He opened a small square door on the security door. He saw a man, and he looked like a 30-year-old. It looks very good. The eyebrows are high and the nose is thin, but the lip color is not normal. Cyan. I am afraid that the heart is a little sick.

"Who are you looking for?" asked Ai Ziyu.

After many years of commercial warfare, Jiang Wenxu saw people practicing the unforgettable skills and recognized the man in front of him as the person in the surveillance. The ribs of the forehead are all jumping up: "You open the door."

Ai Ziyu is even more impossible to open. He himself is not terrible, but there is also a well-known book at home: "Who are you?" He asked again.

Jiang Wenxu smiled coldly. Suddenly, he raised his fist and slammed it on the door. His tone was still calm and gentleman: "Yu surname Jiang. Jiang Wenxu!"

Ai Ziyu has been jealous for a long time - he thought it was a long time. But in fact, he did not give Jiang Wenxu a second chance. Ai Ziyu's movements have never been so fast. He went out like a little leopard, and he took the door with him.

"I **** your mother!"