Chapter 1873

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had a peaceful evening.

In the small room, she opened her eyes and woke up from her sleep. She saw Tang Yi bring a bowl of noodles from the kitchen and put it on the tea table in front of the sofa.

She looked at the handsome and cold outline of the man, and the faint smell of noodles floated in the air. For a moment, she felt that she had gone back to the eight years when she had been with Tang Yi.

Living together in such a crowded small room, cooking each other to eat each other, healing each other when they are injured and sick, has always been the closest and most trusted companion of each other.

Although life is hard, she always feels lucky because of him.

Now think of it, that eight years of hard but peaceful life, is just her one person's amorous.

For Tang Yi, I'm afraid it was eight years of living like a year and eight years of separation from his beloved.

I'm afraid he will never miss that eight years.

Tang Yi put the chopsticks on the bowl and said to Tang Qing, "get up to eat."

Tang Qing did not move.

After a long time, she slowly got up from the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Tang Yi looks at her and completely ignores his appearance, and her eyebrows are out of control again. He finds that he has been frowning more and more recently. Since seeing Tang Qing, he has no way to calm down as usual.

Tang Qing sat by the bed for a while, then went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. When she came out, she had already changed her clothes. As she had done yesterday, she turned her back to him, picked up an umbrella and left.

Tang Yi stood there, looking at the steaming bowl of noodles on the tea table. He got up early in the morning and cooked a meal for two people.

He went over to pick up the bowl of noodles for Tang Qing and poured it into the garbage can without any expression. Then he threw the bowl into the dishwashing pool.

"Bang!" At the sound of the sound, the pieces scattered.

There is a familiar smell of noodles in the air, but the cold wind outside the door blows in, and the heat gradually dissipates.

Standing in the wind, Tang Yi felt a little cold this summer.

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Tang Qing was outside and came back after a whole day's shopping.

It was raining and there were not many pedestrians on the road. She was shut down by Xiao Fengting for a long time, and she became a little strange to this not so strange city.

She passed by the night and went to the rental house that she and Tang Yi had rented together. Things are different. The past days are just like dreams.

It was not until dark that she came back from the street.

When he came back, Tang Yi was no longer there.

She cooked dinner as usual, ate it and went to bed.

She had a rare free time.

Tang Yi doesn't know what she is busy with. Sometimes she will be there and sometimes she won't be able to control him. When she meets, she will be a stranger. Tang Yi is not the kind of person who can speak. She used to talk to him. Now she is silent. When two people are together, the room becomes very quiet.

Some things, already thoroughly deteriorated, even if stay in the same place, also have not been able to return to the past.

Half a month later, when she came back from wandering outside, she saw a tall figure leaning against the door smoking.

Although she had already had psychological preparation and knew that he would come to find her sooner or later, when she saw him in front of her, she still could not control her own disgust and fear and wanted to escape.