let's get married darling

Chapter 64 Why did you choose to come back?

"Why have you been here for so long?" The door opened, and seeing her walking in with a bag, Tang Munian's heart sank quietly, and a sense of peace of mind spread inexplicably in his heart.

But his tone was full of unhappiness and impatience, as if he disliked her tiptoeing.

Putting the bag on the tea table, Song Yan ignored him, so he couldn't be stingy and complained to him about meeting Wen Jiaqi downstairs, complained to him, it was inappropriate, and she couldn't complain.

"Why didn't you find any clothes to put on?" Seeing that he was still topless, exposing his strong and beautiful chest, Song Yan felt a little uncomfortable. When looking at him, his eyes would deliberately avoid his body and stare directly at his face superior.

Tang Munian came over, sat down beside her on the sofa, and naturally put one arm in front of her, his handsome face was full of coldness, and said, "I didn't pay attention."

Hearing what he said, eyebrows furrowed, Song Yan took out the medicine, opened it, and carefully applied it on him, but didn't say anything more.

Seeing how seriously she was concentrating on treating her wound, Tang Munian lowered his eyes and stared at her side face, suddenly lost his focus, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Very down-to-earth, so down-to-earth that he felt unrealistic.

It was as if he felt that as long as he could see her, she would be by his side, and everything would become indifferent...

But, can it really be indifferent?

When he thought that maybe she had treated other men so attentively and carefully, an inexplicable disturbance rose up in his heart, which disturbed his heart that had finally calmed down, and became restless again.

His gaze was abruptly withdrawn from her side face, and he stopped staring at her, only a complex haze shrouded his brows.

He couldn't describe what kind of mood this was, it was so tangled and complicated that he couldn't see clearly what was going on with him at the moment.

He quickly treated the three wounds on his arm and bandaged him. Song Yan turned around and packed the medicine box and said, "It's been done. During this time, try not to touch the wound with water, and don't mess with it casually. It will get better in a few days, and buy some medicine to remove the scars, and there will be no unsightly problems left."

To a man like him, whether to remove the scars or not is really indifferent. Compared to him, if a scar is left on her forehead, that is what he cannot tolerate.

Seeing that she didn't seem to notice his problem at all, Tang Munian frowned, and said in a cold voice, "The one on your forehead hasn't been dealt with yet."

"..."

Song Yan was taken aback.

Originally, the small wound on the forehead was a little painful, and the broken skin was also prickly, but after such a long time, she could no longer feel it.

If he doesn't say it, she may really forget it.

She opened her mouth, and just when she was about to say something, the cell phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

Her mobile phone was originally confiscated by the perverted driver, but when she left with Tang Munian, she went to get it back.

She is the kind of person who, no matter what kind of situation she encounters, she will never forget about her own property. When she went to get her mobile phone, Tang Munian sneered coldly.

Her every move shows that she is a very miser.

And the sudden ringing of the mobile phone pulled the air into a strange and silent state in an instant, breaking the tranquility just now.

Tang Munian's eyes sank again, and his gradually disturbed mood became more serious. He stared at her undisguisedly with a hint of dangerous gloom, and said slowly, his voice was low and cold, "Why don't you answer?"

He can't think of anyone who can call her at this time, except for men outside her.

So one can imagine how bad his mood will be at this moment.

Song Yan frowned, even if she didn't look at it, she could still know that the person who called her was either Song Xiaoyuan or Pei Siyu.

But in front of Tang Munian...

After hesitating for a while, secretly biting her lower lip, she finally connected the phone.

Song Xiaoyuan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Song Dayan, it's already late, why haven't you come back yet?"

The childish voice was full of uneasy worries.

Holding the phone, Song Yan got up and walked to the window, glancing at Tang Munian from the corner of her eye from time to time, seeing that his eyes were no longer on her, she lowered her voice and said, "I have something to do tonight, I'll be back later. It's late, you go to bed first."

Although she deliberately lowered her voice, Tang Munian could still clearly hear her cautious, protective and tired voice.

Immediately, his heart was in a state of chaos, as if countless hands were playing with his heart, playing with it over and over again, making his mood instantly filled with a deep haze.

He was so annoyed, his expression was full of violence, he simply got up, stepped forward with long slender legs, went to the wine cabinet, took out a red wine and a goblet, filled himself up, and automatically poured her Cut off from conversations with other men.

Because there is no isolation, it will make him feel very harsh, and he is afraid that he can't help being impulsive...

"Then are you sure you'll be back tonight?" Song Xiaoyuan asked suspiciously on the other end of the phone.

"of course."

"But it's almost twelve o'clock in the morning." It's dangerous to come back at this time.

Song Yan whispered, "It's okay, you go to bed early, you have to go to school tomorrow, I won't tell you more, and when I go back, make sure you are asleep."

"Okay then, I'll go to sleep now."

Regardless of what she was doing outside, Song Xiaoyuan was quite obedient at this time. Besides, Song Yan used to sleep by himself when he was in the Tang family, and he was used to not being accompanied by Song Yan, so there was nothing strange about it.

And because Pei Siyu was by his side now, Song Yan felt at ease.

After the phone was disconnected, she turned around and came back, seeing Tang Munian leaving the sofa at some point, leaning on the bar counter of the wine cabinet pouring wine for herself and drinking continuously, she frowned, walked over a few steps, and grabbed the wine glass in his hand, Said in a neutral manner, "Drinking when you are injured is not good for your health."

Seeing the wine glass in his hand being taken away by her just like that, Tang Munian lowered his eyes and smiled, leaning against the bar counter, and said lazily, "Just finished talking with other men on the phone, are you free to take care of me?"

There was a slight sarcasm in the tone.

Song Yan also knew that she seemed to talk too much. It was enough for her to treat his wound, but from the perspective of a doctor and a patient, she could not see someone who was injured, and she refused to take good care of herself. body of.

But forget about the extra words.

If she talks too much, doesn't it seem that she can't let go of him too much, won't the two of them become more and more entangled?

We have already decided to get a divorce...

"There's nothing else, I'll go back first." Not answering his criticism, she had light brows and eyes, without any extra color, turned around and packed her things on the coffee table, and was about to leave.

"What if I said, I told you to stay?" Behind him came his deep and beautiful voice, with a touch of uncertainty, suddenly pouring in.

He stared at her back with dark eyes, and saw that her body froze, she bent down to pack her things, and her whole body seemed to freeze.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and there was an unobvious sneer on his lips, and he said with a faint smile, "Is it difficult to choose, or is there no need to choose at all, just surprised?"

"..."

Surprised.

At least she was really surprised. She never expected or thought that he would suddenly say such words to tell her to stay.

"Do you care about that man?" He asked with a faint smile as if casual.

Song Yan regained his composure, his slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, his lips were lightly pursed, and he replied, "En."

She cared about Song Xiaoyuan very much.

Even though he knew that in his heart, he might never have thought that the other party was just a child, but she didn't want to explain.

If he didn't know anything, not even the fact that she had a six-year-old son, and the two broke off, that would probably be the best ending.

Hearing her answer, Tang Munian laughed, even though he should have had the answer in his heart long ago, but when she finally admitted it himself, he couldn't help laughing like crazy.

A simple answer brought both of them back to their original form in an instant.

Just when she quickly packed her things and got up to open the door to go out, he rushed behind her, his big palms like pliers slammed across her shoulders, and pressed her against the door panel, his emotions were uncontrollably crazy, "Then what am I to you?"

"..."

"Humiliating you, trampling on you, I don't want to see you feel better every time, I'm doing these things like a crazy person! As a result, you can't forget that man no matter what, and you care about him most! So from the beginning , What am I?" His emotions were suddenly overwhelmed, his expression was dark and full of puzzlement, and he stared at her like a torch.

"Tang Munian." He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time, then Song Yan raised his eyes, pulled his lips and said calmly, "You promised me that you would divorce me tomorrow."

"..."

So now, there is really no need to say these unnecessary words anymore, let him keep hating her, and let her gradually feel that he is a scum, and just maintain their respective mentality to divorce, which is already very good.

There are too many things between them, they are two people who are destined not to be close to each other.

Tang Munian understood what she meant. In fact, she had always understood what she meant, but she just wanted to divorce him and sever ties with him.

It was he who didn't understand.

For a long time, he was the one who was not clear enough, and who kept wavering in his position...

In the depths of his heart, there seemed to be a voice constantly reminding him that he could not get divorced, absolutely not just like this...

But he just blocked her way, and also cut off his own way of retreat, forcing both of them into a dead corner, neither of them could get out, nor could they get in, so that neither of them could breathe.

"I'm asking you." The hand that was holding her shoulders was slowly moved away, he took a few steps back, his eyes that knew well could not stop staring at her, there was a flash of pain, and there was also a deep feeling of hard to let go, "Since you chose to be with another man six years ago, if he was really that good, why did you choose to come back later?"

Is it because you suddenly feel indebted and want to make up for the Tang family, or... because of love...?
The body trembled slightly, Song Yan stared at him in astonishment, and he also stared at her. Although the distance between them was widened, there was a stubbornness in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

It seemed that this question had troubled him for a long time.

And he searched and searched, but he never found the answer...

The four eyes met and stared at each other for a long time. After that, she smiled slowly and slightly curled her lips, "This question is not important anymore."

"..."

Indeed, this question should have long been unimportant.

So many years have passed, no matter what the reason for her coming back was, it cannot be changed, the fact that they have each entered a desperate situation.

However, why is his heart always unwilling?

Although the reason that drove them to this situation could not be separated from her, he was the one who pushed out his hands ruthlessly and pushed them all to this situation.

He clearly understands it very well, but his heart is always unwilling, roaring and angry, making him want to destroy everything...

When she finally left, Tang Munian sat back on the sofa, shook his head and smiled self-consciously, as if a hole had been gouged out in his heart, the pain was so painful that he couldn't cry out, couldn't vent.

Every cell in the body is filled with a feeling of swelling and pain, which is so oppressive that it makes people almost suffocate.

The side that is a little unknown in his heart is that he always thinks, maybe, maybe there is still a little possibility, between them, they can go back to the past...

It's just a little bit, even the possibility that he himself didn't realize, seems to be nonexistent...

She wanted a divorce, and now, apart from fulfilling her wish, he couldn't do anything else to save that little possibility...

**
In a luxurious room full of extravagance, a man in a large bathrobe stood proudly and tall in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the dark night outside, his brows were full of deep indifference.

In his skeletal hand, the index finger and thumb of his right hand were gently caressing a small pale white button in his fingertips, and the thumb and index finger were stroking repeatedly.

It seems to be caressing the lover's face, soft and gentle.

Slowly, he stopped rubbing the buttons, and his handsome, three-dimensional and deep features slightly tensed up. Then, he turned around, walked to the side of the bed cabinet with his long, slender legs, opened a drawer, and put the button put it in.

He doesn't like to collect other people's buttons, and no one's buttons can make him focus on anything, but this behavior is somewhat puzzling even to himself.

But for him, maybe there is no need for any reason at all, simply, just treat it as, if there is a chance in the future, he will return it to her.

Why do you have to find some clumsy and unrealistic excuses for your actions?

She has nothing to do with him, two people who don't have much entanglement, so he won't make excuses for himself to explain his various behaviors.

Besides, a woman with a husband...

How about a woman with a husband? He didn't continue to think about it. Fu Hanshen turned off the light and lay down on the bed with a tall body, automatically abandoning all kinds of thoughts.

**
The next morning.

Song Xiaoyuan woke up early, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the sleeping face of Song Yan who was lying beside him, and his little eyebrows couldn't help raising his eyes.

Song Dayan actually came back?
Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his little head, what happened, Song Xiaoyuan smiled, and twisted Song Yan's long hair with his little hands...

She was sleeping soundly and steadily, when she suddenly felt something teasing her face back and forth, scratching her cheek, Song Yan instinctively stretched out his hand and waved it away.

But after waving away the furry thing, it clung to her face again and again. Song Yan finally slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

Only opened a slit, and saw Song Xiaoyuan sitting beside him solemnly, as if nothing had happened, and never even looked at her, Song Yan thought it might be his own hallucination, so he folded his eyelids again and continued to sleep soundly past.

Song Xiaoyuan saw that she fell asleep again after waking up, and was about to speak when Pei Siyu walked in from the outside, lifted his small body, put his index finger to his lips, and whispered, "Your family Song Dayan came back very late last night, don't make trouble, breakfast is ready, I'll take you to eat."

She didn't tell Song Xiaoyuan that Song Yan was not in a good spirit when he came back last night, the little guy loves to worry.

"Oh." Song Xiaoyuan responded with a muffled voice, scratching his mind, but now he followed Pei Siyu out quietly.

After they had breakfast, Song Xiaoyuan changed into school clothes, and Song Yan finally woke up.

When she got up and saw that Song Xiaoyuan was ready, she hurriedly changed her clothes, looked at Pei Siyu and said, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Look at how miserable you are." Pei Siyu sat on the edge of the bed, swaying her long legs while eating fruit, "I'll kill you if I call you again?"

In front of the makeup mirror, when she was about to tie her hair, Song Yan felt that the wound on her forehead seemed to have been treated. She turned her head and glanced at Pei Siyu who was behind her. Pei Siyu still swayed away from her, looking very uncomfortable.

There was a smile on the corner of her lips, she didn't say much, she tidied herself up quickly, picked up her bag and said, "I'm taking Xiaoyuan to school, and your magazine office is about to go to work, you just have a car, let's go together Walk."

"Tsk tsk, you're so loud that you don't change your face." Pei Siyu stood up, stretched out her index finger and poked her on the head, "I'm the only one who can bear you."

Two women and one child went out together.

Pei Siyu's car was downstairs. After opening the doors, everyone got into the car, and soon arrived at Song Xiaoyuan's school. Afterwards, Pei Siyu drove to the magazine office.

Song Yan had been away from work for a long time, and today was the evening shift, so he found a shop on the side of the road to have breakfast.

When I'm alone, I can't help but think about a lot of things.

She remembered Tang Munian's promise to divorce her yesterday, but he didn't say when it was today, and she forgot to ask.

Seeing that he should have gone to the company by now, he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and dial his number to ask when he would be free.

After the phone rang several times, no one answered.

"Young Madam?"

Takagi's voice was on the other end of the phone.

Song Yan said "Yes", and asked without emotion, "Is Tang Munian busy?"

"No, Mr. Tang has an accident!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)