Newly married wrong love, blaming ex-wife

Chapter 20
She sniffed, and then cleaned the dishes in the sink.

It still seems to be raining outside.

I don't know how much wind and rain there is, and I don't know how many people have not returned under the street lamp.

After shaking off the water in his hand, Mu Tianen walked out of the kitchen and entered his room.

She took out her mobile phone, wondering if Ling Ze would give her a call, or a message, asking him if she was home and safe?

But no, there were no calls, no text messages, nothing on her phone.

The second crystal is still the deserted autumn rain, one autumn rain and one cool, Mu Tianen knows that when this rain falls, the weather will be even colder.

The weather in Nanshi is like this, it will be warm when it is warm, and it will be cold when it is cold.

She rubbed her hands, and when she turned her head, she also saw her mobile phone on the table

who said

Waiting is the first old age of life.

However, she still has to wait, she still has a long time, she can wait for someone, think about someone, and miss someone.

If there is no such thing, then in the years after her, the recovery of all things will no longer be spring.

She took the phone and put it in her bag.

"Enn, what are you going to do?"

Mu Tianqing came down from upstairs, it was raining so heavily.

"I go out for a while."

Mu Tianen shook his hand at Mu Tianqing, and will be back in a while.

"This child..."

Mu Tianqing was also very powerless about this, she looked at the direction outside the window, it was raining heavily today.

There was another soft mobile phone music in her ears. She took her mobile phone, but when she saw the incoming call, she couldn't help but frowned her delicate eyebrows.

But between accepting and not accepting, she was extremely hesitant.

If it rang once, she wouldn't answer it. If it rang twice, she thought she would answer it.

At the moment when she was hesitating, the music stopped, and all that was left on her phone was a missed call and that familiar name.

Ling Ze!

She gripped the phone tightly in her hand.

If you ring again, I will answer it.

And at this moment, the mobile phone in her hand rang again, and the vibration made her hand tremble involuntarily.

She pressed to answer, then put the phone to her ear.

"It's sunny..."

Mature male voice, with the aroma of red wine, slightly depressed, slightly hoarse.

"En," Mu Tianqing leaned against the window, also looking at the patch of rain outside the window, it was cool in autumn, and her body was cold.

"Ling Ze, Tianen is out, do you want to find her? By the way, she also brought her mobile phone."

"It's sunny."

With this sound again, Mu Tianqing clenched her phone tightly again.

Then the brisk laughter also came into the earphones.

"Ling Ze, do you know that my family's Enen has excellent cooking skills, next time you come over, you can try it."

"Okay."

Ling Ze also smiled and said, "Then I will definitely ask for advice when I have time."

The two of them just chatted with each other, and what they said was all around Mu Tianen. They talked and talked, and it was a bit boring, but no one hung up the phone.

At this time, Mu Tianen held up an umbrella, and her feet stepped on the rain. From time to time, the rain splashed on her shoes, one by one, and she didn't know how much she stepped on?
She reached out, feeling the cold discomfort of the rain on her fingertips.

The rain is so cold, think about it, winter is not far away.

She walked to the place where she hid from the rain last night, and then sat there with the umbrella put aside by her.

Half holding up her face, she was also looking at the rain in front of her in a daze, not knowing what Ling Ze was doing now, well, he must be in the company, after all, he was not as boring as her.

She took out her mobile phone again and found that familiar number, even if she didn't have to look for it deliberately, she would know whose mobile phone, whose phone number, and whose name it was?
She pressed to dial.

What came out of it was that she was used to hearing a mechanical voice, icy and cold, like a shower at this time, with silk threads entering her heart, the same autumn coolness.

Sorry, the user you dialed is in the middle of a call.

When she put down the phone, she knew that most of the time Ling Ze couldn't get through. It wasn't because he didn't answer her calls, but because he was too busy.

Within the rain curtain, a little white dog ran over. It had a short body, short legs, and was very cute, but it was only drenched in rain.

And it also ran towards Mu Tianen.

Mu Tianen took his bag and patted the little white dog on the head, I knew you would come.

"Wang..."

The little white dog barked, and then licked Mu Tianen's palm affectionately.

Itchy, warm.

It was as if he had been healed.

The little white dog opened a pair of wet Lulu eyes, like a child.

Mu Tianen patted it on the head again, then she opened her bag, and took out ham sausage and bread from it.

She tore off the outer wrapping of the ham sausage and fed it to the little white dog.

The little white dog has a very good temper. Although he devoured food, he didn't protect the food.

"Eat."

Mu Tianen took out one more and put it on the clean ground aside, she took out the bread, half of it was for herself to eat, and half was for the little white dog.

"I'm leaving," Mu Tianen squatted on the ground, wiping the little white dog's face with a paper towel, "Can you stay here? It doesn't rain here, I'll come and see you when I have time Yes, look," she pointed to the corner again, "if you're not here, I'll put the food here."

The little white dog licked her finger again, and only her figure was reflected in the big round eyes.

Mu Tianen stood up, propped up the umbrella, and hid the few ham sausages in her bag under a brick.

She patted the little white dog on the head again, and then walked into the rain curtain, all in thin, desolate, and lonely.

Under the torrential rain, the umbrella on her head was almost blown upside down.

And she has been looking at the door in front of her all the time. The transparent glass door is several meters away, and the people who come in and out are all elites.

"When can I get in there too?"

She said to herself, but it seemed impossible. She didn't know what would be carved on this piece of rotten wood in the future, but it would definitely not be this kind of strong woman who was dressed in formal clothes and talked eloquently.

No matter how she shrank her body under a tree, it was also relying on this tree that it blocked most of the wind and rain, but even so, her clothes were still wet.

The wind blew on her body from time to time, she was shivering from the cold, but she didn't leave.

(End of this chapter)