Chapter 24 I am a painter

Little lover?

He Yuan was stunned again: Didn’t that make up just now? In order to give my mother an excuse to divorce, why, do you really believe it?He really regretted filing for divorce first, but he didn't expect that this girl had a strong imagination and it was endless after group.

Mo Manyun's pretty face was covered with dark clouds, and he looked at him in disgust: Don't you tell the truth until now? My sister has told me everything just now. You take her to buy things, and the things are given to that lover. Haha, a pure and beautiful young woman, He Yuan Ah, I didn't expect that your charm is quite great, haha.

The room echoed with Mo Manyun's sarcastic laughter, but the laughter sounded a little desolate and self-deprecating when He Yuan heard it.

Shaking his head, He Yuan did not refute surprisingly, but looked at the plush teddy bear lying quietly on the bed. The big bear also stared at He Yuan with his bean eyes...

Looking at his bitter expression, Mo Manyun felt unbearable, but it was his fault in a flash, and he didn't owe him anything.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, an unknown object flew from Lao He. Mo Manyun quickly took it and hurriedly, and his vague anger finally burst out: What are you doing!

He Yuan laughed: Open it and take a look, this is what you bought with your sister. It was originally... to give it to you, haha.Lao He is not angry now, but he just feels a little funny, it's really... quite funny.

In anger, Mo Manyun's face turned a little distorted, and he desperately tore open the packs: Seeing that the matter had been exposed, he said it was given to me. He Yuan, should I say you are smart or you are stupid!After a few strokes, the two mobile phone chains were exposed to the air, and the packaging fingers fell all over the ground as she tore it.

The two little bears jumped under Mo Manyun's trembling hands, very lively and cute... Suddenly, the corners of Mo Manyun's sneered mouth froze on the spot. The bear was so familiar with it. Subconsciously, her eyes looked at the large bear who was looking at He Yuan, and a bad premonition rushed to her heart. Could it be...

Anyway, the thing has been delivered to you, so it is your business. Even if you still have it, it has nothing to do with me at this time.He Yuan, who sat up, shrugged, looking indifferent: I don’t have money, I can only buy such a mobile phone chain that costs less than ten yuan, but I see it looks quite similar to the bear in your room, I guess you will like it.

Holding the plastic box, Mo Manyun's expression was a little unnatural: Since it was given to me, why did you tell my sister that it was bought for your lover or a young woman's lover?She believed that Mo Qi would not lie to her on this kind of issue.

Anyway, we are going to get a divorce, so what is the difference between explaining or not?

tell me!Momanyun ordered.

He Yuan subconsciously ejected the cigarette, but after seeing the little woman, he took it back: You are an official and you should be relatively mature in your mental age, so I signed up to the girl at 30 years old.He patted the bear beside him, and He Yuan continued to say calmly: I hug it and sleep every day. Don’t you think you are innocent? Haha, I guess you don’t believe my explanation.

Does Moman Yunxin believe it?

Yes, she believed it, for some reason, Mo Manyun actually believed it.

This was the first time he gave him something. In an instant, Mo Manyun was a little moved. She lowered her head, making it impossible to see her expression at this moment. After a while, she whispered in a trembling syllable: Then why did you close the door just now? What is in the room?

Inside the house?He Yuan was stunned and laughed: There is a smell of smoke in the house. Don’t you women hate this smell? I’m afraid that you will smoke you.After a pause, Old He smiled bitterly and added: This explanation is a bit far-fetched, haha, I'm going to get a divorce anyway, are these still important?

Is it important?

Of course it is important. For Momanyun, there is nothing more important than this at this moment.

What should I do?

I wronged her, do you want to apologize?

Then why don’t you say it? I just questioned you, why don’t you explain it first.The voice trembled and weak. Obviously, Momanyun was trying hard to suppress his emotions.

He Yuan's expression became solemn, and then he said: Your cold personality makes people unable to understand what you are thinking. I'm afraid you have preconceived ideas when explaining it, and you won't believe it at all.He Yuan changed his expression, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out and said: Okay, my parents are here tonight. I have to clean up the house. Tomorrow, I will move out. I don’t want the house. After the divorce, your personality should change, otherwise you will never find a husband as outstanding as me in your life.

Just a joke, He Yuan had disappeared in the room in a blink of an eye.

At that moment, Mo Manyun suddenly understood something.

She was wrong, she made a huge mistake!

It’s not about regretting the wronging of him, but her cold personality.He Yuan's words made her realize your cold personality makes people unable to understand what you are thinking.

It's Ah, she only needs a plain life and a warm home, but these...has she told He Yuan?

No, she said nothing.He just asked him to do what he was thinking, but does He Yuan know what she was thinking?

He didn't know, he didn't know anything Ah!

At this time, Mo Manyun was like a child who did something wrong, hesitating and at a loss. Should he apologize or just divorce so naturally?

It is true that she has no love for He Yuan, but if Rudi divorced, Mo Manyun knew that she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Pushing open the door gently, she never thought that a wooden door would have such a weight, and this weight and his mood became heavier. For a moment, she didn't know how to face him. Under the dazzling light, she covered her brows. At the end of the light was a smooth glass window, with no trace of dust on it. For a month, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, Mo Manyun took it for granted that the glass should be so clean and it would not be covered with dirt due to the wind and rain. But at this moment she realized that all this was not taken for granted, just because the man in front of the window asked her to take everything so for granted.

In an instant, she thought of a lot, including glass windows, floors, furniture, etc., which should have been done by women, but all became men's tasks...

The man was holding a cigarette in his pocket with one hand and holding a rag in his other hand, wandering back and forth on the window, skillful movements, seemingly comfortable and leisurely, but the hot sun hit his not strong body, and there was sweat on his back. His handsome face was covered with dazzling light, so the man had to squint his eyes.

Suddenly, a drop of sweat flowed down the man's forehead, passing through his eyebrows, cheekbones, cheeks... With a ticking, he fell to the ground...

The man didn't notice it, and he was still rubbing the glass that seemed as bright as new to Momanyun. Even though he was so clean, he was still not very satisfied.

Then, the second drop of sweat had fallen...

The third drop...

The fourth drop...

The cotton handkerchief was clenched into a wrinkle by Momanyun. She slowly raised her arm to wipe the falling sweat drop for the man, but her steps were so heavy, as if two lead sinkers were tied to it and could not move at all.

She just held the handkerchief, and the man's figure was so far away from her. Gradually... gradually... the woman's eyes were covered by fog, and the man's back became blurred...

Momanyun's eyes were empty and heartless, as if her soul had been peeled off from her body. She dragged her feet and had returned to the bedroom at some point.

Isn’t this a simple life? Isn’t this the warmth I fantasized about? Isn’t this the touch I hope for?With his head hanging down, Mo Manyun murmured to himself: But why, why, why have I never noticed it? Why is the difference between him in my impression and this time?

In an instant, she remembered the idiom He Yuan said: Preconceived ideas.

So that's it!

Mo Manyun hugged his head in pain and buried her pretty face in her chest. She finally understood that it was all her fault!

From the day she got married, she had resisted He Yuan and subconsciously vilified him infinitely. With He Yuan's careless appearance, she had denied him deep in her heart, so that his gentle side was ignored by herself, and no matter how perfect he was, she would not notice it.

Suddenly, a song came from the crack of the door. It was a nursery rhyme, a catchy nursery rhyme: I am a painter with strong paint ability. I want to paint the new house beautifully... The sound is clear and helpless, the rhythm is cheerful and depressing, and several completely opposite emotions are well combined by men.

If it were yesterday, Mo Manyun would have laughed at him. How ridiculous a big man sang such a childish song, but now...

I want to make the new house beautifully.

The man's singing was like a sharp blade, and one sword and one sword pierced into Mo Manyun's heart. Her face twitched, as if it was as painful as her heart. She was lost and kept muttering: New house, home, beauty, husband, wife...

Home?

What exactly is home Ah!

At the end of the song, no songs floated in the lonely air, but this music was forever imprinted in Mo Manyun's mind. Before he knew it, two lines of clear tears had quietly fallen...