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In the next few days, Meng Li's attitude towards Wei Minghui was not salty.

If you're happy, send it to work, and if you're not happy, forget it.

Wei Minghui also tried to communicate with Meng Li, but Meng Li refused to accept the offer.

Meng Li had almost planned it in his heart.

Marriage is definitely going to be divorced, but not now.

How cheap is it to divorce now, Feng Zhenzhen.

In fact, Meng Li thinks that Feng Zhenzhen seems to be too sick, and she has a fever and cold at every turn.

Either dizziness and diarrhea hang up in the emergency room.

The physique is really weak enough.

There is also heart disease, and there are many kinds of heart disease, in the plot, I went abroad for an operation, and not long after I came back, the two of them had a baby, and they were very happy.

By ten o'clock in the evening, Meng Li had packed up and was cultivating.

She had turned off the lights.

Wei Minghui was a little anxious when he saw the message on his mobile phone, and Feng Zhenzhen said that she was not feeling well, and she must not have anything happen if she lives alone.

He searched around the house for the car keys but couldn't find them.

Seeing through the crack in the door, Meng Li's light was out, and called softly:

"Wife, have you slept?"

Meng Li ignored it.

Wei Minghui shouted 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.

Feng Zhenzhen lives in an old-fashioned neighborhood with no elevator and broken lights in the corridor.

Wei Minghui used his mobile phone to shine on the stairs and knocked on Feng Zhenzhen's door.

Feng Zhenzhen opened the door, and the light in her room was white, very bright, and her face looked even paler.

She looked at Wei Minghui, and her voice was weak:

"Minghui...... you're here."

Wei Minghui hurriedly put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, supported Feng Zhenzhen, and asked with concern:

"What's wrong with your body?"

Feng Zhenzhen touched her forehead with her hand:

"It's dizziness and palpitations."

A look of nervousness 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 only heard Feng Zhenzhen say:

"It feels like a hassle to call you here so late."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Wei Minghui felt that the little hand was cold on the back of his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a pain, where can a normal person's hand be so cold.

Feng Zhenzhen pulled out a far-fetched smile.

Said:

"It's really that I have no relatives here, so I can only trouble you."

Wei Minghui helped Feng Zhenzhen to 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 flashed.

Wei Minghui handed the water to Feng Zhenzhen for surgery, took Feng Zhenzhen's temperature again, and said:

"We really have to go to the hospital, you're a little feverish."

Feng Zhenzhen hesitated:

"You don't have to go, do you?"

Wei Minghui's face was serious, and he said:

"It makes me angry that you don't care about your body so much."

Feng Zhenzhen pursed her lips and said:

"Then go prescribe some medicine."

Feng Zhenzhen drank the water, her face was a little bloody, the two went out, and when they went down the stairs, Feng Zhenzhen held on to the wall and walked very slowly.

Wei Minghui bent over:

"Come up, I'll carry you down."

Feng Zhenzhen: "You'll be very tired." ”

Wei Minghui: "No, trust me. ”

Feng Zhenzhen hummed quietly and got on Wei Minghui's back, Wei Minghui carried Feng Zhenzhen on his back, without a little pressure, 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?"

When she spoke, the heat poured on Wei Minghui's neck.

"Huh?" Wei Minghui's neck moved.

"When I was in high school, I secretly bought a pair of high heels, wore them and went shopping with you, and then I couldn't stand it, and you carried me home like this, and the sunset that day dyed the ends of your hair yellow, and I thought the scene that day was so beautiful."

"That image is still lingering in my mind."

Feng Zhenzhen sighed, her hand on Wei Minghui's neck as if unintentionally.

Let Wei Minghui's heart ripple.

Wei Minghui said with some sighs:

"yes, it's been a few years."

Feng Zhenzhen muttered softly, as if intentionally or unintentionally:

"I'm still missing you."

When Wei Minghui heard it, a trace of sourness crossed his heart, and it was fleeting, and he didn't answer.

He is now married.

became someone else's husband, and it was too late.

When he 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 sighed: "It's okay, let's take a taxi." ”

The two stood on the side of the road to take a taxi, Wei Minghui took off his coat and draped it on Feng Zhenzhen's shoulders, Feng Zhenzhen whispered:

"You're so nice, you're the best person for me."

Wei Minghui just said:

"You've got a fever and can't get any worse."

His heart was fluctuating again, and honestly, the recognition made him feel good.

No matter how good he was to his wife, he didn't say anything like that to him with such gratitude.

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In the middle of the night, Meng Li heard the sound of the door being opened, she didn't turn on the light, got up and walked out.

happened to meet Wei Minghui, who had not turned on the lights and was groping outside for a freshly changed pair of shoes.

Meng Li asked:

"Where have you been?"

Wei Minghui was asked by Meng Li's cold question, and his heart jumped to his throat.

Who can stand a person who quietly walks up to you in the middle of the night and suddenly makes a noise.

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 sighed, this Xiaojie is the brother of Wei Minghui who said in the plot that he was out of love and wanted to die or live.

"Xiaojie, I think it's very uncomfortable to fall out of love." Meng Li did not intend to debunk Wei Minghui's lies.

Wei Minghui echoed with some weakness:

"yes, I'm worried about him."

Meng Li smiled and said:

"However, everyone is an adult, and feelings are not the whole of life."

Wei Minghui still agreed:

"Yes, I persuaded him too."

Meng was closer to Wei Minghui, she leaned over to Wei Minghui and sniffed:

"Why do you have a strange smell on you?"

"What?"

Wei Minghui was stunned for a moment, and he was able to raise his sleeve and smell it:

"Nope."

Meng Li thought for a moment and said:

"It smells like perfume."

Wei Minghui's heart was even more nervous, and he wanted to say something, Meng Li waved his hand and said:

"Maybe it's wrong, let's rest early, and I'll go to work tomorrow."

Wei Minghui relaxed at this time, and he asked Meng Li:

"Why haven't you slept so late?"

Meng Li: "It was the sound of you opening the door that woke me up." ”

Wei Minghui: ......

Frowning, the sound of him opening the door was already very quiet.

Meng Li turned around and left, Wei Minghui was weak-hearted, and he didn't dare to pester Meng Li anymore.

I'm afraid that if I talk too much, my wife will have to ask about the details, so won't he still have to make it up?

The more lies, the more loopholes, Wei Minghui understands.