President Fu's new wife

Chapter 475 I finally met (1)
He approached gently, squatting in front of Xiaozhi: "Why aren't you asleep?"

The child turned his head when he heard the sound, and when his father came back, he just glanced at him, blinked his long eyelashes, and then looked at his fingers.

His heart was cold for no reason, and he couldn't help but choke, but he heard his son suddenly say in a low voice: "Mom!"

A heart that has always been hard was suddenly whipped.

Then he looked at his son with sparkling eyes.

Xiao Zhi didn't cry, but his eyes and expression seemed to convey it.

He will also miss his mother. Although he can't speak very much, he hasn't seen that warm face for a long time.

It's been a long time since I heard that familiar warm voice.

It's been a long time since I heard someone arguing with my father, making my father helpless, and it's been a long time since I saw my father happy.

So, there seemed to be loneliness in Xiao Xiaozhi's eyes.

Fu Zhi's heart trembled while watching, but in the end he just looked away: "Mom will be back soon, very soon!"

He went back to his room, closed the door gently, sat on the edge of the bed and picked up their group photo, I don't know how many times it was, sometimes he just looked at the photo at night and fell asleep while hugging him.

If he can't find her again, he will really go crazy.

He didn't know how long he could last, he didn't know if he could wait for her.

Is it really necessary to wait forever?
I remember the first time we met, he was on the sofa at her house, and he asked her to have a baby with her boyfriend. She asked back: Why didn't you have a baby with your girlfriend?
He said at the time that he didn't have a girlfriend, and she looked at him with stubborn eyes. At that time, he felt that although this girl had some schemes, it showed on her face when she got angry, and she was too shallow.

He felt that she was able to work in that line of business, in addition to being able to read words and demeanor, it was luck. He felt that she was not worthy of being his opponent at all.

However, she lived so innocently, but one day she defeated him with a pregnancy certificate.

later……

They register and she moves to his house.

How many times she went to his room to get pajamas, but he blocked him at the door.

Her face is like a peach blossom, so beautiful, yet so quiet.

She seems to be isolated from the world, untouched by the world.

Even though she is in such an industry, she can still get out of the mud without being stained.

She used her forbearance to prove to him that she never wanted him to fall in love with her.

She used her stubbornness to prove to him that she never thought that the two of them would one day live like other couples.

She used her tenacity to prove to him that even without him, she would still take good care of the child in her belly.

But she also used her forbearance, stubbornness, and tenacity to prove her charm, making him unable to extricate himself.

The more humble she is, the more forbearing she is, and the more she deliberately keeps a distance from him, the more confused he becomes.

Little did he know that what happened one day, she had actually fallen into his heart, firmly rooted.

He stood in front of the cabinet and opened the drawer, which was full of diamonds and jewelry he gave her.

Things that other women regard as treasures are just vulgar objects, shackles to her.

She always wears the same two things, one is the wedding ring, and the other is the watch he gave her on her birthday in the first year after they were together, because it is a pair.

Later, he has been wearing these two.

In the lower drawer is their wedding photo album.

Pretty fingers took out the album from inside. On the cover, the two of them were standing by the lake and he was chasing after her, and she looked back at him tenderly.

As the sun set, the beauty of the scenery made him feel distressed.

That smile was so warm that it made his heart sink.

He went to the bed with the album in his hand, leaned against the head of the bed and opened it one by one, full of memories, as if it was what happened in front of him.

It seems like centuries have passed.

In the deep night, he slept alone on the bed where two people were once entangled.

Once she kept rubbing against him in his arms, looking for a place that made her feel comfortable.

Now, there was their photo album in his arms, with one hand resting on the photo album, and the other pressing the painful forehead that was about to split.

Just lying there quietly, closing those usually indifferent eyes.

Hide all the sharp indifference, joy or sadness.

Now—where is the joy?
At night, a dream lasts for a few hours.

In the dream, she was running alone by the beach. In such a dark night, she didn't wear shoes, kept running, and there was gunshots.

Her breathing was already unstable, her eyes were full of panic, but she was so resilient.

She was running hard, trying hard to survive.

However, that loud bang——

He suddenly opened his eyes, but there was nothing in them.

But his heartbeat was uncontrollable at that moment, and it seemed that it was about to jump out in an instant.

The glass screen was hit by raindrops, the sound of tick-tock, now, it is already spring and flowers are blooming.

The tall figure stood on the steps going downstairs, staring at the big glass screen in a daze, unable to move.

Her slender back stood in front of the big glass screen looking out at the hazy drizzle, and her black hair was so softly attached to her back, quietly following her year after year.

Holding a milk glass in her hand, she waited there when it rained as usual.

He walked down slowly, step by step to the downstairs.

She turned around and smiled softly at him: "Why did you come down?"

As he walked forward step by step, that gentle voice seemed to invade his heart.

The living room is as silent as silk, is all this true?
He was about to step forward to find out, but suddenly a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Dad, Daddy..."

Sister Zhang followed behind his two sons and daughters: "Young master and miss, please walk slowly."

He suddenly frowned tightly, and the sudden chill on his face seemed to be able to freeze people.

When he realized something was wrong, he turned his head and looked in front of the glass screen, where was her figure?
The huge living room was buzzing, but he felt as cold as bone marrow.

It turned out to be just an illusion, he thought——

How could she come back?
He lowered his head involuntarily, an expression of incompetence gradually flashed in his sharp eyes, he lowered his head in pain, unable to breathe for a long time.

After all, his eyes were wet.

Think about how difficult it is for a machismo to shed tears because of her blurred vision several times?
Especially for a man like him, he probably never expected in the past 30 years that he would shed tears in his life, and it was because of a woman.

(End of this chapter)