The president's dream beauties

Chapter 47 The Fog of Love
It turned out to be the same clichéd plot as before. Men and women in love can't escape someone's betrayal in the end.It's just that for the maid, this kind of betrayal is a deep pain, not only the betrayal that comes with it, but also the devastating injury.

A girl like a little flower starts working very early.The purpose was just to let her childhood sweetheart boyfriend be able to afford higher education.However, that aristocratic school, the equipment and facilities used and the final cost are also of the aristocratic level.So, the flower-like girl bit her teeth and worked desperately.

"Thank you for your hard work, I love you!" Whenever the boy received the monthly salary of the flower-like girl, he always said so softly, and kissed him lightly.

"Me too." The voice was soft and barely audible.

"I will definitely let you live a good life in the future." The boy eagerly undressed and promised.Young body, so beautiful, everything looks so yearning.

However, the boy never paid attention to it. When he entered roughly, the girl frowned tightly.He reached the peak amidst admiration.

Finally, after graduation, he entered the group and soon became a member of the management team.The light of hope is ahead, and at this time the girl has already become his woman in reality.Washing and cooking every day, and then during the time at home, waiting every night for the man's late return.

"Are you back?" The woman greeted in a whisper, and prepared a pair of slippers early.

"Hmm." Without even looking, she just raised her legs and put on the slippers the woman had prepared, without even bending her waist in the middle.

"The meal is ready, let's eat." The humble request was as dusty, and the eyes were full of anticipation.

The man frowned in annoyance, "No, I've already eaten." He didn't even ask if the woman could have this dinner.When the woman graciously changed his clothes, the man's hand stopped: "I, I'm a little tired today." The meaning of the words was clearly visible, but the woman withdrew her hand aggrieved.

The growing indifference made the woman terrified all day long, but she just worked harder.It's just that the simple silly woman doesn't know that the man's current social status no longer needs her monthly salary.She didn't even know the real income of the man around her.

Finally one day when I returned home at night, a black shadow passed by, and in the dark and long alley, the flower-like girl withered away.The dream that was once visible with her hands will always keep away from her.But what followed was the man's scolding, which was unbearable.The woman who felt dirty packed her simple bags, but when she was leaving, she heard a phone call from a man with someone else.

"Baby—" It's as sweet as he used to be.

The woman stopped in her footsteps, just quietly listening to the content below.It turned out that all of this was just a conspiracy, the man had long ago had another love, a certain well-known celebrity, who pursued all the way and finally made the beauty smile back.Since then, I can't extricate myself, so I have the annoying look every time I go home.

This woman is really annoying, so soft that the man can't tell the truth.

So, in the dark night, while he abused and scolded, he tried his best not to let the woman go to the police.Seeing the tearful tidying up of the woman, the man was ecstatic as if he had found a newcomer, and even dialed the phone before the woman really left.

The cowardly woman turned around and left without saying a word.She thought that she could really stay away from the nightmare, but before she could calm down, another bad news came: she was actually pregnant.

I haven't had any intimacy in the past half a year, so I don't need to think about who planted the seed of evil.Wandering in front of the hospital door again and again, but not letting go of the throbbing in the body, a life struggling hard.

After all the pain and sorrow, the woman's originally strong life could not withstand the sadness of pregnancy in the end.

"Post-pregnancy depression?" Wan Linglong looked back at Wen Mingxu, feeling unfamiliar with this word. "That, is it okay?" The girl looked at the maid worriedly.It turned out that it was really because of illness that he wanted to commit suicide?
Wen Mingxu smiled, looked at the maid whose mood had become much more stable, and continued to explain: "This is very common among pregnant women. It's just that she is introverted and alone, so she can't resolve it, so..." The following words stopped, It is not easy for this woman to be able to spit out the words buried in her heart.

"Then how to cure it?" Wan Linglong's face was full of anxiety, as if she wished Wen Mingxu could cure the woman immediately.

"Uh, this, I have to recuperate slowly, the most important thing is mentality." Wen Mingxu stroked his forehead and looked at Wan Linglong sweating.Is she treating herself as a miracle doctor?Mental illness is always more severe than physical illness, but when it comes to treatment, there is no way to find it, and we can only explore it step by step.

"But—" Wan Linglong became a little dissatisfied, and wanted to say something more.

"Thank you, you guys." The maid hurriedly got up to thank her, the two people in front of her were almost like her saviors, she couldn't watch them quarreling because of her.

"It's okay, this is what we should do. By the way, I saw a lot of fog like black lines in her dream earlier. I don't know if that is the depression you mentioned?" Wan Linglong turned her face and asked Wen Mingxu.

"Uh." Wen Mingxu wiped his sweat, he had never seen Wan Linglong falling asleep, and only saw it in her dreams.Therefore, I really don't know what the black line-like fog she mentioned is.but?Wen Mingxu's heart skipped a beat, he remembered the ubiquitous white mist he saw in Wan Linglong's dream.

Is it that simple?White represents positive energy, but black represents negative?Wen Mingxu hesitated, looking at Wan Linglong.

Wen Mingxu's attitude caught Wan Linglong's attention, and when he was about to ask something, Uncle Wang brought someone in. "Young Master Wen—" His eyes immediately caught sight of the maid who bowed her head and said nothing, and blurted out in a moment of surprise: "Huh? Why is she in Miss Linglong's room?"

Those few people also cast strange gazes over, this maid who was originally taciturn, never approached any servant.After a night of quarreling, there unexpectedly appeared in the bedroom where the young master brought back the girl.Several people couldn't help muttering in private, some even wondered if it was this silent guy who wanted to take the opportunity to please the future mistress?
Sensitively aware of the unfriendly attitude of these servants, Wan Linglong quickly explained: "Uncle Wang, I woke her up because of a nightmare, and she's fine now." The girl seemed to want to protect the maid .

Wen Mingxu nodded when he saw what she said, and then led a group of people to wait out for fear of affecting Wan Linglong.

After the men left, Wan Linglong turned around and asked the maid with a smile, "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is?"

The maid raised her head in surprise. Not only did the little girl in front of her save her, she was also so approachable.No one has ever been so polite to her. Although everyone is equal, being a servant for others in life makes her inferior.

"Xiaohua." The voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.This made it difficult for Wan Linglong to listen, she stretched her neck and asked, "What flower?" She heard the word "little flower" in her ears, but how could anyone have such a name in her heart, Isn't this too simple?
"My name is Xiaohua." This time the voice was much louder.

Wan Linglong wiped off her sweat, "It's not that I misheard, it's really Xiaohua!" Looking at the shy woman, she was much more shy than her, and for a while she felt a little proud.

"I'm sleepy, we haven't slept for half the night, just rest here and stay with me!" Wan Linglong reached out to pull the woman up and walked towards the bed.

"Isn't it good?" The voice suddenly sounded like a mosquito humming again.

"It's fine if I say yes, you've been tossing me for half the night and you have to come back to sleep with me." Xiao Hua misunderstood Wan Linglong's words, her face was filled with embarrassment, and she didn't dare to look at her anymore.But Wan Linglong thought that she was just having such a temper, so she forced the woman to accompany her to bed.

When Wen Mingxu arranged things and turned to go upstairs, he saw such a scene in the bedroom.Two women, one big and one small, were sleeping opposite each other, but Wan Linglong's little hand was still holding the maid tightly.With a helpless smile, Wen Mingxu turned around and closed the door gently.

In the dream, there was a faint black silk-like mist, haunting like ghosts.Wan Linglong carefully stepped forward on the silver silk thread under her feet.

The woman has lived too hard, she has been bowing down in humility, too much resentment gathered together, but it finally took shape in the final blow.

It's a pity that Wan Linglong is not a doctor in the first place, so everything can only be done according to years of experience.However, this was also the first time she had the idea of ​​saving lives.Since childhood, Wan Linglong's experience was to avoid such black mist, no matter if it was big or small, like a line or thick fog.

If there were ghosts in the world, would they be like this?Wan Linglong thought about it inexplicably, but was frightened by herself, and her feet trembled a little.

In the only memory left, if she was disobedient and refused to sleep, her father would hug her and tell all kinds of scary ghost stories, which would always make Wan Linglong fall asleep in terror and sleepiness.Originally, mother was against all this with all her strength, but later she found out that it also reduced the number of times Wan Linglong sneaked into other people's dreams, so she let her father do what she did.

However, this made Wan Linglong suffer. She was not afraid of anything, but was afraid of death from a ghost she had never seen before.

The surrounding scenery slowly revealed, but it was still shrouded by the black mist of different shades, just like an ink painting.In normal times, Wan Linglong might be in the mood to appreciate it from afar.However, this time is different, because it is the first time to try to save people, so the hearts are tightly huddled together.

In the end, the very dark fog was in a small house at the end of the road, surrounded by tall buildings, and there was actually such a piece of low bungalows, which made the angle of view a bit abrupt and out of place.

And the dense fog is not static, it rises and falls as if breathing, hovering and circling around the room, just like a beloved lover.

(End of this chapter)