Author: Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION
Six years ago, she heard that he had another car accident, and it was very serious. She sent him to the United States for treatment, and she rushed from Switzerland to the United States to see him again. At that time, his eyes were covered with gauze, and his legs were broken. She was quietly taking care of him by his bed Just like the woman many years ago, she read to him, fed him soup, and even washed his body.
However, she only took care of him for a week, and he whispered to her, asking her not to take care of him because he still had a wife at home in Binhai. It was not good for his wife to know about it.
That was the first time she heard him mention his wife, and she finally knew that he was married, so she gave up completely. Then, she quietly returned to the Alpine ski resort to continue working. She even stopped asking cousin Yiping for news about him.
One day four years ago, he really came, but he was lonely. She was ecstatic, but when he was drunk, he called out a woman’s name. He said that he was a selfish man, because of his selfishness He might have lost her forever.
She was not someone else, but his wife. She was the woman who was willing to live with him for the rest of her life. Even if he was a eunuch, she would be able to stay with him for the rest of her life.
He said that he was very cruel. He hurt his wife, hurt the person who wholeheartedly treated him well. He even hurt their child. When she went missing, she was still pregnant with their second child.
That was the first time she saw Dongfang Mo’s helplessness. After being drunk, he was as helpless as a child. He leaned into her arms and actually cried. For a man like him, if he was not extremely sad, how could he cry?
At that moment, she hugged him and knew that he had treated her as his older sister again, and she was willing to be her cousin.
Four years ago, she took him to the Bonfire Party, accompanied him to Ski, took him to the famous park by his arm, and strolled along the arcade with him shopping… …
However, she was in high spirits while he was absent-minded, wasting her mood and time.
Only then did she know that he had returned home from America. There was indeed a woman waiting for him at home. Although that woman looked exactly like his wife, she was not his wife. He had to find his wife.. Although the world was so big, finding his wife was like finding a needle in a haystack. However, even if it was a needle in a haystack, he had to find her.
That time, he stayed here for a few days. After the Spring Festival, he went back. From then on, there was no more news. She also stopped asking about him.
A year ago, cousin Yiping, who had not been in contact for a few years, unexpectedly called her and told her that Dongfang Mo had found his wife. His wife’s name was Xi Muru, which was the young female painter Yan ru from the Korean art scene.
She thought that since he had found his wife, he should be able to live with his wife and Kazumi. He would probably never come here again, right?
However, she did not expect that four years later, he would still come. This time, he did not come alone. Instead, he brought his wife, Xi Muru. Looking at Xi Muru’s bloated body and her large breasts, she could even smell the frankincense In fact, it did not need to be asked to know that she must have given birth not long ago. She must still be breastfeeding.
Thinking of this, she turned around in loneliness and walked downstairs to the bustling bonfire party. Dongfang Mo and Xi Muru were definitely going to be entangled for the rest of their lives.
