This is probably the feeling of falling into an ice cave.
I felt that all the cold air around my body was rushing towards me. They roared first to extinguish the warmth in my body, and then attacked my heart filled with passionate love for Mr. Zhongli.
No, I have to do something. I picked up my phone without realizing it. I thought he might give me a suitable explanation.
It's funny to say, from the time we met until now, even in this current situation. I never want to think anything bad about him, after all, I love him deeply, one-sidedly.
"..." It's only three things, so I'll fight one last time, I comforted myself like this. If he still doesn't answer, I will rush in and let the two of them learn the fighting skills of the police academy. Yes, that's it. I won't be sad... At least I'll make him look sadder than me.
"What's wrong, dear?" The call was connected, and his voice was a little urgent, but still very gentle, just like when we first fell in love. "Is there anything important if you don't rest so late?" He kept asking me, but now I was speechless.
"Well... I just miss you a little. What are you doing now, sir?" He might tell me the truth, and then...
"I'm working in a company now, and I miss you too. Can I go back and spend time with you after I finish my work these days?"
"... No sir, haha, your business is very good now. The company has opened its doors in the hotel."
"…Where are you?"
"Your 'company' is downstairs."
The phone was not hung up, there were rapid footsteps on the other end.
Soon, I saw my husband running towards me against the light.
Sir, his breathing was rapid and his steps were messy. When he ran towards me, he tripped over the steps under his feet. Years ago, I would have held my belly and laughed while recording the rare gaffes of my lover who was always elegant. Even more recently, a few months ago, I would have made fun of him. But now I just pursed my lips and rolled up the tears that fell to my lips.
"She's my partner."
"It can be seen that the cooperation is good." It is really unpredictable that the strange way of speaking that I learned from Scaramucci in school would be used on my husband.
My husband's beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled by my words. He was silent for a while, and then gently took my hand. I admit that I am really mean, and I still feel sorry for him even now.
I hesitated for a few seconds and finally broke away.
My husband looked up at me with unconcealed sadness. I breathed hard and suppressed the curse words in my mouth.
"Let's go back first. How about we go home first and then talk about it?" The gentleman spoke first.
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