The guest room was not in a long time, because there was no preparation at the moment. When I opened it, I only smelled a damp and musty smell in the air. The servant immediately changed his mind and said, "This moisture is not suitable for the lady to recuperate."

Lei Yunze frowned slightly: "Then why did I invite so many of you?"

Several servants lowered their heads one after another, and without saying anything, they quickly started to open the windows to breathe, and changed the sheets and bedding.

Lei Yunze directly carried Xia Xiaobei to the living room and put her on the soft leather sofa first. She was still surrounded by a thick blanket. June 2018, he had already sweated all the way, but he didn't even dare to turn on the cold air conditioner in the room, for fear that she would catch a cold.

Xia Xiaobei's spirits improved slightly after being discharged from the hospital, but her complexion was still depressed. Seeing a large group of people walking around busy in a house of 100 square meters, she felt irritable. After all, this was her and Shaoqian's private nest, but now so many people are coming in.

Lei Yunze saw the concerns on her face and explained: "They are all taking care of your daily life. If you rest during the day, you don't need so many people. At most, one person will be left to take care of the care of the house next door. I have bought the next door, and they will live there at other times. They will hear it if you need to ring the doorbell."

She couldn't help but smack her tongue, thinking so thoughtfully. It was all the pomp of rich people.

After a while, the guest room had been replaced with a comfortable mattress and a soft silk quilt. The fragrance of air freshener was spreading around. A new sunflower was placed on the windowsill. The lighting in this room was not as good as the master bedroom, but this sunflower still found the best direction and greedily absorbed the beautiful sunshine.

I don’t know whose idea it was, but I thought of setting up sunflowers. This yearning for the flowers of light often reminds people of beautiful words such as hope. But this kind of flower has another flower language: silent love.

She held her lips, smiled faintly, and was just unrequited.

Lei Yunze saw her smiling at the sunflower on the windowsill for some reason, and a faint hope arose in her heart. When she put her on the bed, she asked her, "Like this flower?"

Finally, she left the cold bed board in the ward. When her body touched the fluffy and soft mattress, she felt her whole body relax. She curled up herself and found a comfortable position. Then she smiled and said, "It's all the same. Anyway, it's flowers, and there will always be a day when they wither."

He stopped talking.

Tiredness came, and she soon fell asleep. She hadn't relaxed and rested like this for a long time, as if she was a baby back in the cradle, without thinking about anything, worrying, without sorrow, and without pain. Just just fall asleep simply every day.

She didn't know how long she had been sleeping. Occasionally, she could hear the light and shallow footsteps around her in her dreams, as if she was afraid of waking her up, so she deliberately let her go. Sometimes the air conditioner turned on in the room, and the cool and comfortable cold wind blew on her face, but most of the time it was closed. Someone should be responsible for the temperature and humidity control in the room, and kept her most comfortable.

This sleep comes one after another, and the world changes in the dream, as if it has been half a lifetime. In a daze, I feel the bed beside me slightly sinking. Someone asked in a slightly anxious voice: "Why haven't she woken up yet? Will there be no problem if she sleeps like this?"

There was another person's voice beside her: "Only by continuously losing nutrients and maintaining energy for her, if she is not awake for a long time, it may drag down her body's functions." The voice paused and said, "Just like a vegetative person."

"But she is obviously not a vegetable?"

"You also watched me check her out. It was not caused by the wound. The only explanation is that the patient was too mentally stressed and he didn't want to wake up subconsciously."

Even when she fell asleep, Xia Xiaobei's heart was chilling. If she kept sleeping like this, it would be a good way to escape. After all, she always hoped that she could be relieved, right? From the moment Shaoqian left, she always hoped that everything was just a dream. Instead of opening her eyes to face reality, it would be better to fall asleep quietly and comfortably.

The people around him seemed to sigh, then he lighted his back and carefully tucked the corner of the quilt.

She sighed helplessly and with pity, as long as it was about her, everything could be meticulous, just like she would get out of bed quietly in the morning and then carefully tuck her quilt... She thought that only Shaoqian would treat her like this in her life, but Shaoqian was obviously no longer there. He was so cruel that he didn't even let her see her for the last time, so he went to another world. So, who is the person who sighed in her ear now?

She couldn't guess, but only thinking about the name "Shaoqian", her heart had already contracted softly and sadly, as if it was an unloadable weight, which was so heavy that it was so heavy that it was so breathless that it was so heavy that it was so hard that it could not breathe.

The hand that lifted her forehead suddenly touched a trace of coldness, her fingers were slightly stiff, and she could smell the man's breath gradually approaching. He should have bent down and looked at her carefully.

Sure enough, he saw the eyelashes trembling slightly on her closed eyes, as if she was trying hard to endure something painful, but just trembled carefully. The wetness on her eyelashes shook, and finally fell down without the burden. It was caught off guard, and was so caught off guard, and her fingertips were wet and cold. However, her tears fell more and more. Soon, no matter how he wiped them, she always shed faster, and he finally gave up powerlessly.

What kind of pain can make her cry in her dreams sadly? But he knew that the pain must have nothing to do with him. Her joy and sorrow were only for that person. Even if the yin and yang were separated, it would not stop her persistent longing.

In fact, she has always been a persistent girl, and she has done many crazy things because of those obsessions that she cannot let go.

Seeing Xia Xiaobei like this, David only sighed in the air, then looked at Lei Yunze and said, "I think it's better to hire a psychologist."

Lei Yunze stood up from the edge of the bed, looked at Xia Xiaobei who was still crying, closed his eyes, and after a long time, he said, "Wait until she wakes up and see what's going on."

I haven't cried like this so heartily for a long time, but then I fell asleep even more tired. It seemed that I was crying so hard that I could take off my strength. Sometimes there was a warm and dry hand to gently wipe her tears. Sometimes she could feel that she was being picked up and approached a warm source, where there was a solid and powerful heartbeat, which made her very close, as if reminding her that she was still alive, and there were many people and many things waiting for her, and she shouldn't have continued to sleep.

When the servant walked in, he saw Lei Yunze leaning on the bed in a half-lying position. Because Xia Xiaobei kept holding the collar of his chest, he kept lying beside her in the same position.

This posture has been maintained since the servant entered the room several hours ago to replace the vase.

The servant looked at him a few times and was about to say something. Lei Yunze only frowned, raised a finger and made a gesture of silence. The man stepped down embarrassedly.

In the middle of the night, Xia Xiaobei finally turned over and fell asleep comfortably. Lei Yunze was able to move, but immediately felt that his hands and feet had already stiffened due to poor blood. He sat for a while to relieve the numbness of his limbs. Her face was white and flawless under the moonlight, and she was as quiet as a child. In fact, it was good to lie down like this, at least not have to face the devastating reality when she woke up.

Walking out of the room, the servant who was vigilant in the living room was rubbing his sore eyelids, stood up and said hello to him. He pointed to the cell phone on the coffee table: "Sir, your phone has been shocked for a day. We see that the battery is almost out of power, and we have recorded the call number."

He picked up the private phone casually and turned off automatically. He looked at the number copied by the servant, and his dark eyes became deeper.

"Take good care of the lady, don't turn on the air conditioner for too long at night. Remember to open the window to see the fresh air for a while in the morning. Also, don't forget to change the flowers on the windowsill."

He gave in detail, although these are what servants do every day. But when he talked about these, his face was not as cold as usual, but instead showed warmth that made people feel that they could get close to.

Of course, this temperature only lasted until he walked into the elevator and went down to the garage.

He took out the car and charged the phone with the on-board power supply. More than a dozen missed calls were received. Sure enough, Zi Yan was so quiet that he was a little unreasonable in the past few days that he could not help it. However, this is her, Wen Zi Yan. The little girl who is a little clever but can never be calm. Only when facing such a girl can he be sufficiently sure.

The car whizzed past the elevated road, drove away from the hustle and bustle of the city, heading to the western suburbs. It is backed by Yanshan and the Summer Palace in the west. It is the center of several generations of royal gardens and one of the most proud properties developed in Beijing in recent years. Since the value has increased by 10 years, many friends have privately asked him if he has a house on hand. It is ridiculous that his boss of the company has also taken some effort to leave a set for himself, but it is the "dragon head" position that no one wants, and it is called Purple Qi East in Feng Shui.

He called the new chief secretary Ami in the car and asked her to estimate the current value of the house and make a detailed evaluation table. He must see it on his desk tomorrow morning. Ami was used to it because he did not play according to the cards and assigned work tasks in the middle of the night.

After hanging up the phone, he slowly slowed down and drove into the villa settlement like a royal garden. With the sound of the electronic door of the garage, Wen Ziyan, who was sitting in the hall in a daze, suddenly stood up, as if he was still a little unbelievable, and he was actually back?

She had already taken a shower and changed into pajamas. The ends of her hair were a little wet and were messy and fluffy. This time she hurriedly looked at the mirror and even picked up the puff beside her. After a moment of pondering, she put it down again, and opened the cold water to the maximum, splashed it on her face randomly, and then wiped it dry. She obviously saw that she in the mirror looked pale and sickly due to the stimulation of the cold water.

When she walked out, she happened to hear the sound of the elevator opening. She hurriedly took her slippers to the entrance, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Why did you stay up so late? Have you had lunch? Do you want me..."

"No need, I'm not hungry." He waved his hand and interrupted her intention, bent down to change into slippers, then looked up at her, "Why is the voice a little dumb? The air conditioner is a little low, have you caught a cold?"

Originally, my throat was a little uncomfortable these two days, but I was hoarse and a little deliberate. Unexpectedly, he noticed it! In the past, he didn't even bother to look at her for a moment, but today it seemed very different...

She carefully concealed her joy and whispered: "Dr. Bai Tianlin also said so. She prescribed medicine and always forgot to take it."

Lei Yunze smiled faintly and took her over, went to the refrigerator to pour ice water for herself, sat on the sofa and said, "I happened to be back tonight, so I'll watch you take the medicine."

"Yeah." Wen Ziyan responded happily and went into the room to get the medicine. When she came back, she saw that Lei Yunze had already taken another cup and mixed it with warm water. She handed it to her and said, "You have a bad throat, don't drink ice water."

He was a man as meticulous as dust, and she always knew it. It was just that his care was not often revealed to her. She took the cup, took a sip, and swallowed it with the pills. It should be bitter, but it only felt sweet.

How long has it been since I felt so gentle and considerate as he has.

After she finished taking the medicine, he said again: "Are you sleepy? If you are not sleepy, sit down and chat with me."

She was willing to do so, and hugged the pillow and leaned towards the sofa. But she saw that he avoided him almost without notice and stepped back.

Wen Ziyan's face froze, she covered her smile and asked him: "What do you want to say to me? Is it the last hospital? That time I..."

"Zi Yan," Lei Yunze called her name, but then there was a long silence, as if he had not considered what he would say next.

Wen Ziyan slowly turned her face and stared at his expression carefully. In fact, as soon as he came in, there was a thick fog in his eyes that could not be opened. But she didn't notice it at first, but now she saw it but still wanted to pretend that she didn't see it.

She pretended to cough and wanted to stand up: "It's getting late, why don't you go back to your room to rest first. If you have anything to say tomorrow."

But he raised his head and called her again: "Zi Yan," his voice was very calm, and he looked at her eyes without any wavering: "Let's get a divorce."

Wen Ziyan's steps just now froze. After a long time, she didn't dare to look back, for fear that what she heard just now was true, and for fear that everything she saw was true.

After a moment, he repeated: "I don't want to delay you anymore. Let's get a divorce."

Wen Ziyan didn't expect him to say this. She turned her face with difficulty and looked at him. There was really no apology or regret on his face. She just looked at her calmly and calmly, as if she was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"Why?"

She could hear her voice a little hoarse and a little nasal sound. Really, even she thought she had a cold.

He didn't answer her, but only looked at her with a deep and thorough look, as if he was saying: You should understand. But she just felt confused, as if she didn't know what was going on, so she had to ask again: "Why?"

He turned his face and no longer looked at her with that heartbreaking indifference. He said, "We are not suitable. I can't give you what you want."

Wen Ziyan looked at him confusedly, as if he was looking at a person he never knew: "But how do you know what I am? You have never asked me, so how could you know you can't give it? Maybe we are not suitable now, but the days are so long, we have to get along slowly, right?" She tried to use her own efforts to save something, even if she didn't know if it was worth it.

"That's impossible." He shattered all her hopes and said resolutely and cruelly: "I can't give you happiness. If we continue, it will only cause even more irreversible mistakes."

She said, "But I am very happy now? I feel happy when you are by my side... I really don't want much. If you can't get your heart, I just think that as long as your people are around you, even if you often don't go home, as long as I think of me as the nominal Mrs. Lei, I can't care..." Her voice choked up, and at some point, she was already full of tears. "But why did you take away the last bit? You hate the Wen family, so you would rather hang out with those little stars than go home to see me? Do you know, I would rather not be surnamed Wen, and would rather let go of my identity like those little stars, as long as I can stay by your side, even if I stay with you all night..."

Putting aside the identity and pride of a famous Shuyuan, she finally said these words to him. She hated those unparalleled female stars, and even used various means to suppress the women who had been pestering him. After all, it was just jealousy. In terms of beauty, temperament and talent, they could not compare with her, but they got things that she would never get. She is the real lady of Lei Ershou. His women are as numerous as a river, but they have never sleep with her. What a irony!

When she finished talking about this with tears in her eyes, Lei Yunze turned around and looked at her in surprise. After a long time, he said lightly: "I just don't want to ruin you."

She was puzzled. He said: "You are still young and will meet people who truly love you and cherish you in the future. If I want you now, you will definitely regret it and hate me for the rest of your life."

Can she understand this as his pity for her?

Wen Ziyan shook her head desperately with tears: "No, never again. I will never want to marry anyone except you in my life!"

The conversation seemed to be deadlocked. Lei Yunze stood up straight and said coldly and ruthlessly: "It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out now, you will figure it out one day in the future. I have called a lawyer to prepare the divorce agreement. We have done property notarization before marriage. Our common property for the past six months after marriage is not just this property. I have already called Ami to do value assessment. As long as you sign the divorce agreement, the house will be transferred to your name immediately."

A very skillful speech, as if she had practiced it many times, her expression was so painful that it was distorted, and she shouted his name: "vincent! Do you want to treat me like you other women? A property, end our relationship? I am your wife, we are notarized couples!"

Which one is the real person with such a cruel and ruthless face and gentle and considerate when he first entered the door? Wen Ziyan covered his ears, hoping that everything was a nightmare. She didn't listen to any of the words about divorce!

The atmosphere was a little stiff for a moment. Lei Yunze waited patiently until her mood stabilized before continuing: "Zi Yan, you and I know how we started. At that time, I didn't have the courage to stop this mistake. For this, I have paid a price that I can't recover for a lifetime. I just hope we won't make mistakes again and again."

Speaking of this, she smiled: "Yes, I forgot if you don't remind me. We met first, that woman is the latecomer, and it was only natural for her to hand over the ring to me! Why did I give you back to her?"

"Lei Yunze," she said word by word, "Even if we are a couple, at least in front of outsiders, I am the real lady, and she is the despicable and seductive mistress of her husband." The more she continued, she became more calm and composed, "I will not divorce this marriage. Why should I divorce? It's a dream for you to be with that woman!"

When talking about Xia Xiaobei and when talking about many things in the past, I just feel like a different life. After all, they are like two intersecting straight lines, and after missing that point, they gradually drift away. He just said lightly: "It's not her business."

At this point, I still have to protect her. Wen Ziyan used all her strength and finally pulled out the things she had just seen in the drawer and threw them all in front of him.

"Who isn't she? Who are you staying outside for these few days? Why did you suddenly buy the house next to Xiruidu's original apartment? Where did she go after she was discharged from the hospital? I accepted it. I did have a bad intention in the hospital. If you blame me, I admit it. In order to apologize to you, I have never asked you in the past few days. Even if... you live with that woman every day, I have not told my mother!"

The one she held in her hand had photos and photocopy information, which should be from a professional interrogation agency. The kind of institution that specializes in investigating her husband's lovers for wealthy wives, is particularly expensive because it involves scandals from famous families. Unexpectedly, she was so crazy that she asked the interrogation agency to investigate him...

He was really angry. He pursed his lips in anger, but instead of talking. He quickly put on his clothes and walked towards the door, and it seemed that he was about to leave again. His feet had already stepped into his leather shoes, and his back was cold and decisive.

She didn't know where the courage she got, and suddenly rushed up and hugged his arm: "Vincent, don't leave! Listen to me, vincent!"

His arms were cold and hard, and he pushed her a little and didn't push it away, so he walked forward tactfully. She was almost dragged out by him. In front of the elevator door, he finally glanced at her coldly, ruthlessly pushed her hand away, and stepped in.

He leaned back a few steps and finally leaned against the cold wall to stop his body. The elevator door closed and also blocked his cold face. He was right, the air conditioner was turned too low, otherwise why did people just want to tremble?
To be continued...