After a while, AIChE's brain circuits finally returned to normal. He put away the joking expression on his face and asked with a little worry, "what are you going to do?"

Hearing this, Li Qingning smiles instead, but the smile reveals obvious bitterness and helplessness.

"What shall we do? I don't know

Since leaving her job, she has been staying at home every day. These worries linger in her heart and continue to ferment. After talking to AIChE, she feels temporarily relaxed.

Sometimes she even doubts that if she continues to do so, she will collapse in the next step.

When AIChE left, he looked at her anxiously and said, "if you have something to call me, don't forget you and my friend."

Looking at his serious face, she nodded and watched him leave.

When Lan Qing came back in the evening, he went to her as usual, leaned down to kiss her forehead, and then sat down beside her. He took off his coat and put it down on the sofa, and asked as if he were talking to her in the ordinary way: "I heard the housekeeper say that AIChE has been here today."

She gave a faint "MMM", and then watched him close to him, stretching out his long arm around him.

Lan Qing quietly hugs her, buries her face in her body, and feels the familiar and tranquil smell on her body.

"Where have you been today?" She asked softly, her eyes drooping.

He did not lift his head, a voice from her body dully out, "no, ah, has been dealing with some things in the company, the company has a lot of things recently." His voice still sounds low and magnetic, but also full of undisguised tiredness.

See, cheating is so easy. There is no such thing as white deception in this world. Deception is deception. From the moment when the lie is told, everything is changing quietly. That kind of change is not easy to be noticed. It is like a small hole in the ship, but in the end, the ship sank because of this small hole.

Li Qingning saw a little bit of chocolate ice cream on the white shirt on his shoulder. The stain was so small, but it was so close to her that it seemed to exude the sweet fragrance of ice cream. It was like a wild smile, pointing to her nose and laughing at her weakness and blindness.

"Oh, that's it." She answered lightly, but in her heart, she felt as if she had been pulled up by an invisible hand.

She knew that he had met the beautiful little boy. Naturally, he had also met his equally charming mother. The three of them, perhaps happily, went to eat the children's set meal, or happily went to the amusement park.

But she chose not to say anything, chose to close her eyes and believe his lie.

Li Qingning never knew that he would be so weak.

Yes, love makes her weak. Such a relationship makes her full of weakness, but she never finds a strong armor.

At night, when she and Lan Qing were lying side by side on the bed, she was still thinking about this profound problem. In other words, she didn't know what she was thinking at all. She just felt that her brain was in a mess. The fuse in her brain was already overburdened and sparked.

"What are you thinking?" Lan Qing turned and looked at her side face intently.

"Lan Qing, are we going to live like this all the time?" She looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, reflecting the cold moonlight, and suddenly felt a little cool, so she pulled up the quilt.

"Well? What's wrong with you? Otherwise, if you go to Europe or anywhere to travel and design, you have to go more and see more to get more creative inspiration. " He held out his hand, clenched her exposed hand, and said with his head tilted.

She also turned her head, looked at him and said, "but I'm gone, won't you miss me?" Her face was full of seriousness and expectation.

He suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, the smile in the moonlight is particularly charming, said: "Oh, then don't go anywhere. I try to come back early every day to accompany you, or you can go shopping during the day when I'm not here, silly girl, don't think too much, eh? "

With that, he reached out and fished her into his arms, patting her on the back.

She gently closed her eyes and put those thoughts behind her.

His patience and tenderness made her not bear to destroy the beauty in front of her.

She thought, maybe this man just can't bear to see his son. After all, it's his flesh and blood. Maybe the situation is not as bad as he imagined.

The relationship between them is just the parents of the child. Since he firmly said that he wanted her to believe him, maybe he should not think so much, but chose to trust this man wholeheartedly and believe that he can handle these things well.

Li Qingning is hypnotizing himself secretly in his heart, and then his consciousness begins to lax gradually.

Growing up from childhood, she has always maintained the habit of shallow sleep. The subtle movement around her always can easily pull her back from sleep to reality.

So she felt that Lan Qing pulled out his arm from under his body, and also felt that he gently turned over and took the mobile phone on the bedside table. But she didn't open her eyes. She kept breathing evenly all the time. She seemed to be sleeping heavily.

She even felt that the man had been staring at himself for a long time before pressing the answer button.

"Well?"

"How could that be? Isn't the afternoon still fine? " He turned around and pressed his voice very low, but he was still heard by Li Qingning.

"Well, I see. I'll come here now." He hung up the phone, gently, gently moved down from the bed, got up and walked out of the door.

She opened her eyes slightly and watched his back disappear into the darkness. As soon as her eyes were hot, a cold but hot liquid fell on the deep night.

"Lan Qing, come here quickly. Niannian has a fever and has been clamoring for his father. I really can't do anything with him." In the handset, Gu fei'er's familiar soft voice was full of anxiety, as if she was about to cry. It was particularly harsh in such a quiet night.

Li Qingning turned over and pulled the quilt that had been covered on him to his chin before Lan Qing left. He wrapped his whole body tightly in the quilt and looked like a sad silkworm chrysalis.

But I don't know why, maybe the air conditioner is too full, maybe the summer is about to pass, she actually feels cold, but in such a late night, the familiar embrace is running towards the direction of the woman.