Chapter 428

Jiang north Merton next, fingers across the screen, or answered the phone.

"Jiang Er Shao, why haven't I seen you for so long? I'm not answering your phone? " There was a frivolous voice inside.

Jiang Beimo was not happy in his heart, and he didn't give face to each other at all. "Go away, don't call me again."

"Jiang Er Shao, who made you unhappy? Come out for a drink, my brothers are waiting for you... "

This is when Jiang Beimo used to get to know a group of friends when he was in a nightclub. Now, when he heard this tone, Jiang Beimo felt very sick.

"Go away!"

Before that kind of life, he never wanted to go back, before he, too sad!

He will never live like that again.

The person on the other side of the phone was obviously frightened by his attitude, and his tone became flattering. "OK, Jiang Er Shao, please calm down first, when I didn't say anything."

Jiang Beimo directly hung up the phone and then threw the phone aside.

For more than two years after his marriage, life seemed to have no meaning at all, no goal and no happiness for him.

Every day, I'm in a muddle and turn a blind eye to the people around me.

Now he has a desire for life, a woman who wants to love and a life he wants to live.

This kind of yearning life was once within his reach, but he never found it. Now want to seize the time, but it has become so far away.

Thinking, Jiang Beimo couldn't help laughing bitterly, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I don't know if it's too tired, or what's wrong. For a moment, Jiang Beimo's eyes were hallucinated, and Qiao Weiwei's appearance appeared.

She was looking at him with a gentle smile.

He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stretched out his hand, waving to the air, trying to grasp something. But in front of all, but once again all disappeared.

Jiang Beimo's face was a little pale. He sat up and put his hand around his head. Recently, he often seems to have hallucinations.

The bedroom is very quiet, quiet and frightening. This environment makes him feel depressed and unbearable.

For more than two years, that woman came here like this. Every day, facing this empty room, she was disappointed.

Jiang Beimo takes the photo on the bedside table. It's the wedding photo of the two. It's a group photo captured by the photographer at the wedding.

It's also the only group photo between them.

Between him and her, there are so few things to remember.

The girl's smile in the photo is so sweet, so bright, this kind of smile, he has not seen for a long time. In the more than two years after her marriage, she never seemed to show such a smile again.

The memories of the past two years are not even as much as those of the villa in the suburb of a city.

A deep sense of guilt occupied his whole heart. Jiang Beimo's hand holding the photo frame was shaking. He found that she was so important in his heart.

He regretted, he wanted to make up for these, to make up for her debt, but she has refused to go back to the past.

Jiang Beimo picture frame into the arms, heartache.

Sometimes, people are always so cheap, do not know how to cherish the things, until after the loss, to understand the importance of that person.

After the woman left, he found that he had been completely immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. After he completely sink to her, she is determined to leave.

Life is always so unexpected, so cruel.

He subconsciously picked up the glass, want to drink a drink, but found that the glass has been empty.

He grabbed the inside phone on the head counter and said to the other side, "bring in two more bottles of wine."

There was a knock outside the door. "Second young master, the wine you want is here."

"Put the things down and get out." Jiang Beimo didn't look at each other.

The servant took a look at Jiang Beimo's drunken appearance, and then whispered, "second young master, you are drunk, drink less."

"Go away!" Jiang Beimo coldly glanced at each other and angrily scolded.

"Yes." The servant had to nod, put down the wine in his hand, and then turned to leave the room.

I don't know how much alcohol he drank again, but the effect of alcohol came into play slowly. Then he slowly lay down with the photo frame in his arms and said to himself, "Weiwei I'm sorry... "

It's only when he's drunk that he dares to say that.

He really regretted it, very much.

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In the hospital of a city, when Jiang Beichen came back, he saw the mother and son on the bed, sleeping quietly with their heads together.

Such a warm scene, Jiang Beichen's pace can not help slowing down.

He carefully walked to the bed with crutches, and then bent down, staring at the sleeping mother and son. The black eye's Mou light, also immediately softened a few minutes.He raised his hand and pulled the quilt to help them cover.

The big one and the small one in front of him is the softest place in his heart. From then on, he Jiang Beichen, will be a man with a wife and children.

After so long, he finally has a home of his own.

The big one and the small one lying in front of him is his home.

He hooked his thin lips and showed a light smile. Then he lowered his head and kissed song Xiaoya on the forehead. Then he looked at the little guy, raised his slender fingers and pinched his white face.

Then he threatened softly, "little guy, if you dare to bully song Xiaoya in the future, I can't spare you!"

In this world, he is the only one who can bully song Xiaoya! Others, even her own son, are not allowed.

After resting in the hospital for some time, it's time to be discharged. In order not to let her family get into trouble, song Xiaoya doesn't inform her parents, brother and sister-in-law.

Early in the morning, after the servant had packed up, song Xiaoya took the baby in her arms and went out of the hospital with Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen's leg injury is still recuperation, still need crutches, although he has been very disgusted with this kind of thing.

Now he began to regret that he had shot his leg with a cramp in his head.

Every time I want to hold her, I find that I can't hold her. This feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

Seeing a family of three coming out of the gate of the hospital, the driver immediately opens the door. Song Xiaoya holds the baby and sits in the car. Jiang Beichen also gets on the car.

Looking at the way he threw away his crutches, song Xiaoya laughed, and then released a hand to hold his big hand.

Her hand is too small to hold all his hands. Jiang Beichen holds her hand with his backhand.

Song Xiaoya gently comforted him, "the doctor said, after a while, the leg injury recovered, you can move normally."