Lu Shao is remarrying again

Chapter 330 Counting and Counting, No One Really Belongs to Her

Chapter 330 Counting and Counting, No One Really Belongs to Her
Song Wei didn't go back to the villa in the north of the city, but called Aunt Xu's house in advance, Qiao Wan picked it up, told her to go back tonight, and went to the supermarket to buy vegetables.

Wang Yu originally wanted to send her off, but she declined.

It's too dangerous for Qiao Wan to hide there. If possible, try not to let people know.

In the evening, Aunt Xu made soup, and Song Weiyi could smell the strong aroma when she returned home. After the period of morning sickness, her appetite improved a lot and she drank a big bowl.

Aunt Xu kept smiling, told her to drink slowly, and joked that she drank too much to take up space and be careful not to squeeze the children.

Song Wei smiled and his eyes became hot.

There is no woman in the Song family. Song Qing is an old man after all, and only talks about her. She is no different from Qiao Wan. Only Aunt Xu can find the feeling of being taken care of by her mother.

Why is Aunt Xu so good? Song Wei thinks that she is also making up for the regret of not being able to take care of her daughter.

I heard that Aunt Xu’s daughter has always wanted the old couple to settle abroad, but Jiangbei is their root. The young people are open-minded and say that they marry abroad and become foreigners, but the old couple can’t accept it. They can’t live without them. The place where they were raised has never been moved.

Lu Chengchen called while sleeping at night.

He asked where Song Wei was.

At some point, the roles of the two of them were reversed, the one who returned home on time became him, and the one who didn't go home at will and didn't know how to say hello became Song Wei.

Lu Chengchen wanted to tell Song Wei that even if he didn't go home, he would at least call to inform him.

But think about it carefully, in the past, every time he didn't come home at night, how often did he notify her?
Even in the two years after marriage, Song Wei didn't even know where he lived every night, and didn't even have a chance to wait for him to go home.

Although Song Wei didn't listen to his direct questioning, he could also hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, and said: "I won't go back to sleep tonight, I'm at Aunt Xu's house, I forgot to tell you this time, next time I will Notify you in advance."

"Next time?" Lu Chengchen was silent for two seconds.Ask as gently as possible: "How many times do you want to live in someone else's house?"

Song Wei sighed lightly, but didn't say anything.

"You're getting weird again." Lu Chengchen sighed softly from the phone.

Song Wei pursed her lips: "It's just a residence, the north of the city is the same as Aunt Xu's."

"Can it be the same?" Lu Chengchen knew what she meant, and frowned slightly.

Song Wei: "It's nothing different. The north of the city is your home, Aunt Xu is Aunt Xu's home, Jinshang Dongyuan is Grandpa's home..."

It seemed that after many calculations, none of them really belonged to her.

Song Wei suppressed the depression in his heart, rubbed the center of his brows, "I'm a little tired, that's all."

After finishing speaking, no matter what the reaction was, he hung up the phone neatly.

Only now did she feel the sadness of a small number of married women. Married to the wrong person, she was a foreigner in her husband's family, and she was already a guest in her natal family. Throughout her life, she will only fall into the tomb of XX's family.

Song Wei turned off the phone after hanging up the arc, and threw it into the drawer habitually.

Qiao Wan wiped her wet hair and entered the room, seeing that Song Wei's expression was not very good, "What's wrong? Lu Chengchen is looking for you?"

As expected of a psychologist, he hit the nail on the head.

"Stop talking, go to bed." Song Wei changed the topic and pulled the quilt away.

Qiao Wan responded, hung the towel on the hanger and walked towards the bed.

"Why is the ground full of water..." she muttered depressingly as she walked.

Suddenly, she stopped.

Song Wei turned her head in surprise, and saw wet water stains flowing down her thighs onto the floor tiles...

(End of this chapter)

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