In the next few days, Meng Li's attitude towards Wei Minghui was neither salty nor cold.
If you're happy, just send it to work. If you're not happy, forget it.
Wei Minghui also tried to communicate with Meng Li, but Meng Li refused to take the initiative.
Meng Li had already planned it in his mind.
The marriage must be divorced, but not now.
How cheap is Feng Zhenzhen's divorce now
In fact, Meng Li felt that Feng Zhenzhen seemed to be sick too much. She often had a fever or cold and was given fluids.
Or he would have dizziness and diarrhea and go to the emergency room.
His physique is really weak.
There are also heart diseases, and there are many types of heart diseases. In the plot, they went abroad for an operation, and not long after they came back, they had a baby, and they looked very happy.
By ten o'clock in the evening, Meng Li had packed up and was practicing.
She had turned off the light.
Wei Minghui was a little anxious when he saw the message on his phone. Feng Zhenzhen said that she was not feeling well and that nothing would happen if she lived alone.
He looked around for his car keys at home but couldn't find them.
From the crack in the door, I saw Meng Li's light turned off and called softly:
"Honey, are you asleep?"
Meng Li ignored it.
Wei Minghui called softly a few more times, but Meng Li didn't reply.
After a while, Meng Li heard the sound of the door being opened and closed, very softly.
Wei Minghui hailed a taxi and went downstairs to Feng Zhenzhen's house.
Feng Zhenzhen rents in an old-fashioned community with no elevator and the lights in the corridor are broken.
Wei Minghui used his mobile phone to follow the stairs and knocked on Feng Zhenzhen's door.
Feng Zhenzhen opened the door. The light in her room was white and very bright, making her face look even paler.
She looked at Wei Minghui and said in a weak voice:
"Minghui..., you're here."
Wei Minghui quickly put his cell phone in his pants pocket, supported Feng Zhenzhen, and asked with concern:
"What's wrong with your body?"
Feng Zhenzhen put her hand on her forehead:
"It's just severe dizziness and heart palpitations."
A nervous look appeared on Wei Minghui's face, and he said:
"Shall I take you to the hospital?"
Feng Zhenzhen touched Wei Minghui's hand with her hand. Wei Minghui's body stiffened for a moment, and he only heard Feng Zhenzhen say:
"I feel like it's troublesome to call you here so late."
"No trouble, no trouble."
Wei Minghui felt the little hand on the back of his hand. It was cold and he couldn't help but feel pain. How could a normal person's hands be so cold
Feng Zhenzhen pulled out a forced smile.
said:
"I really have no one here, so I can only trouble you."
Wei Minghui helped Feng Zhenzhen sit on the sofa, washed the cup with ease, and poured a glass of water for Feng Zhenzhen.
Feng Zhenzhen looked at Wei Minghui's back, her eyes flashing.
Wei Minghui handed the water to Feng Zhenzhen for surgery, took Feng Zhenzhen's temperature and said:
"We really have to go to the hospital, you have a fever."
Feng Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment:
"You don't have to go, do you?"
Wei Minghui's face was serious and he said:
"It pisses me off that you don't take care of your body so much."
Feng Zhenzhen pursed her lips and said:
"Then go and get some medicine."
Feng Zhenzhen drank the water, and her face turned a little red. The two of them went out and went down the stairs. Feng Zhenzhen held on to the wall and walked slowly.
Wei Minghui bent down:
"Come up, I'll carry you down."
Feng Zhenzhen: "You will be very tired if you do this."
Wei Minghui: "No, believe me."
Feng Zhenzhen hummed softly and got on Wei Minghui's back. Wei Minghui was carrying Feng Zhenzhen on his back. There was no pressure at all and Feng Zhenzhen was very light.
Feng Zhenzhen's hands were wrapped around Wei Minghui's neck, and she said in Wei Minghui's ear:
"Minghui, do you remember?"
Her breath was hot on Wei Minghui's neck as she spoke.
"Huh?" Wei Minghui moved his neck.
"When I was in high school, I secretly bought a pair of high heels and wore them while shopping with you. Then I couldn't stand it anymore, so you carried me home like this. The setting sun dyed the ends of your hair yellow. I thought the scene that day was so beautiful. "
"To this day, that image is still lingering in my mind."
Feng Zhenzhen sighed as her hand passed across Wei Minghui's neck unintentionally.
It made Wei Minghui feel ripples in his heart.
Wei Minghui said with some sigh:
"Yeah, it's been quite a while."
Feng Zhenzhen whispered softly, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally:
"I still missed you."
When Wei Minghui heard this, a trace of sourness flashed through his heart. It passed quickly and he did not answer.
He is married now.
When you become someone else's husband, it's too late.
When they got downstairs, Feng Zhenzhen asked Wei Minghui:
"Where is your car parked?"
Wei Minghui said with some embarrassment:
"I didn't drive today."
Feng Zhenzhen said, "It's okay, let's take a taxi."
The two of them stood on the roadside and took a taxi. Wei Minghui took off his coat and put it on Feng Zhenzhen's shoulders. Feng Zhenzhen whispered:
"You are so kind, you are the best person to me."
Wei Minghui just said:
"You already have a fever, you can't make it worse."
His heart fluttered again, and honestly, this recognition made him feel good.
No matter how kind he was to his wife, his wife never said anything like this to him with such gratitude.
——
It wasn't until midnight that Meng Li heard the door being opened. She got up and walked out without turning on the light.
By chance, I happened to see Wei Minghui, who was groping for his shoes outside without turning on the lights.
Meng Li asked:
"where have you been."
Wei Minghui's heart jumped into his throat at Meng Li's abrupt question.
Who can bear it when a person silently walks up to you in the middle of the night and suddenly makes a sound.
He turned on the light, looked at Meng Li, his expression was flustered for a moment, and said:
"I... went out to accompany Xiaojie."
Meng Li said oh, this Xiaojie is the brother Wei Minghui said in the plot that he would die if he fell in love.
"Xiaojie's broken love seems very uncomfortable." Meng Li did not intend to expose Wei Minghui's lies.
Wei Minghui echoed with some guilt:
"Yeah, I'm worried about him."
Meng Li smiled and said:
"But, we are all adults, and feelings are not everything in life."
Wei Minghui still agreed:
"Yes, I have also persuaded him."
Meng Li got closer to Wei Minghui. She leaned next to Wei Minghui and smelled:
"Why do you have a strange smell?"
"What?"
Wei Minghui was stunned for a moment before he could lift his sleeve and smell it:
"No."
Meng Li thought for a moment and said:
"It smells quite like perfume."
Wei Minghui became even more nervous and wanted to say something else. Meng Li waved his hand and took a breath and said:
"Maybe I smelled it wrong. Go to bed early. I still have to go to work tomorrow."
Wei Minghui relaxed and asked Meng Li:
"Why aren't you asleep so late?"
Meng Li: "It was the sound of you opening the door that woke me up."
Wei Minghui:…
He frowned, and the sound of his opening the door was already very quiet.
Meng Li turned around and left. Wei Minghui felt guilty and did not dare to pester Meng Li anymore.
He was afraid that if he talked too much, his wife would have to ask for details. In that case, wouldn't he have to make it up now
The more lies there are, the more loopholes there are. Wei Minghui understands this.