sense of responsibility
People always regard obsession, unwillingness, sympathy, or worship, and even habits as love. In fact, this book is nothing wrong. After all, as long as you can get it and satisfy yourself, what is the important thing? More importantly, when the so-called love can no longer be retained, people find that they can use obsession, unwillingness, sympathy, or worship, or even habits to convince themselves, telling themselves that those are not love.
Bronchitis was seriously ill for three days, and Beibei had not recovered much. That damn bronchitis always got better if it was watered, and it would be worse if it didn't. But she couldn't rest anymore. The hotel was about to open officially soon, and it didn't take too long to delay her, so she dragged her heavy body out early.
Le Xin called early in the morning. She hadn't called for a long time. Maybe it was Changle's incident that made her very irritable! There was an sick child at home, and everyone would be irritable. She said she was waiting for the train in the railway hotel and would go back to her hometown later, so that Baoxi's parents would come and see what the baby son did.
"You refund the ticket, I'll arrive soon. We'll go back after we finish the talk."
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Life is like a beautiful porcelain bottle, with some unnecessary twists and turns that restrict your shape and cannot be free.
Beibei was about to dare to go to the floor of the hotel where Lexin was. She got out of the elevator and used her strength to get her shoes twisted into a strange shape. She turned and turned straight. Then she saw Lexin, and just as she dragged her suitcase out of the room.
Le Xin held his daughter in one hand and the luggage in the other hand. She was still white. A ravine with blue veins would appear where the milky white arms were pressing. The luggage was too heavy for her.
"Babe." She smiled, the brown and yellow lights in the hotel could be dazzling no matter how they were.
"Is this? What's wrong with this?"
Le Xin's round belly was pushed out from the door, which was taller than her breasts. Her fleshy pink maternity suit was slightly raised. She let go of her hand holding the suitcase and went to get the room card at the door. Her belly was left in the corridor in front of Beibei. Bei Bei hadn't seen Le Xin for a long time. It was so long that her belly grew so big that she was shocked by her big belly.
"It's almost seven months."
Le Xin looked very happy, and the two jaws under the little melon-shaped face were even bigger with a smile. She was basically going to give up the girl around her? Who knows? Beibei felt that she shouldn't ask, so she didn't mention it. The brilliance of motherhood made Le Xin very beautiful, and her fair skin probably became rosy because of another vigorous life growing. The rash on the skin was big and bright, and under the skin seemed to be a lamp, a lamp brighter than fire, reflecting her face, full of youth.
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"Are you sure he has an affair with that woman or do you think he has an affair with that woman?" Beibei is just trying to find a reason to let Le Xin go home. She is pregnant again, right?
"Babe, don't you believe me?"
Le Xin's suspicion on his face once again exposes Beibei. It's not that she doesn't believe in Le Xin, but that she makes excuses for Baoxi because of her belief. Since Le Xin said that she feels wrong, even if the leg has not really been inserted, at least Baoxi has cheated mentally.
Mental cheating is terrible for people like Le Xin who regard love as life. Women have always been more orderly in their hearts, so men always have to go to bed to be considered cheating, but when women have thoughts, the world becomes chaotic.
Beibei had a headache. She reached out and pinched her temples. She couldn't find a suitable statement for a while, and both of them stopped talking. Xiao Changle lay on the bed, as if she was sleepy. She closed her eyes and breathed evenly, without a sound, but her soft shoulders were rising and falling.
Le Xin moved to the bed: "Okay! Actually, I didn't see it, but he is really different. Didn't you say that? Is a man cheating? Do you know the best as a wife? I..."
"Okay!" Beibei interrupted Le Xin, who was stalking her neck and reasoning to her. She probably had told Le Xin too many reasons. Now she was suddenly in a daze, and she really didn't know how to defend herself. She was not proficient enough to persuade Le Xin to go home. It seemed impossible now.
She pursed her lips: "What do you want to do? I remind you that you have no job and a child with a bad heart, and is now seven months pregnant."
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Men can finally say that raising a family is not their own business, but women are still doomed and unchanged forever. Le Xin's neck, which was straight just now, finally drooped. Her neck was so beautiful, white, slender and elegant, but that was not enough to keep anything.
"Then can't I teach him a lesson? Shouldn't I give him some color?"
"What do you think? Divorce him? Le Xin, I think Baoxi has nothing to do. He just has a little external heart. Isn't that true? There are almost two types of men in this world, one has external heart and external courage, the other has external heart and no external courage, and the others are genetic mutations. Do you understand? Just like a white lion, it is hard to come by."
"Then..." Le Xin seemed to have seen something clearly for the first time, so she didn't say what she wanted to say. There was almost no way for a man to cheat, wouldn't it be?
"What? Baoxi is someone who has external intentions but no external courage. This is good. What else do you want?"
"Didn't you say that a man is cheating and leaving him?" Le Xin suddenly retorted loudly. She waved her hand hard, as if there was something in the air that she didn't want to see. She kept trembling, biting her lower lip, lowering her head, pinching the lower collar of the flesh-pink pregnant woman's clothes with her fingers, smoothing it back and forth, and repeating her mouth constantly.
"That's a TV series, that's a slogan of a politician, that's money." Life is always very different from the values established when I was a child. Beibei touched Lexin's hand. She wanted her to shake less, but Lexin pulled it back.
"Okay, if you divorce Baoxi, what plan does it have for your life?" Still silent, Le Xin's tears fell on the bed sheet, slowly moistening that piece.
"You shouldn't have run out. How do you face it when you go back now?" Beibei was helpless. "For this obvious reason, you have found that your husband cheated on him and could still stay by his side. What else do you think that man has to be afraid of?"
I don’t know what touched her, Le Xin suddenly burst into tears on her face, she swallowed and said, “Babe, I know I should say nothing, if nothing is done, Baoxi is a responsible man, he will definitely not abandon me and the children.”
"It's not a problem of abandonment now. Sister, it's not that serious." Beibei reached out to hug Lexin. Xiao Changle suddenly woke up. She looked at her mother in shock. She couldn't know what Lexin was for, but she still sat up quickly and quietly touched her tears next to her mother.
Le Xin stroked Changle's head, the sparse hair was like her unhealthy. She suddenly hugged the child tightly, and Xiao Changle closed her eyes tightly, and tears were squeezed out.
"Didn't he have no obvious performance?" Beibei continued. She thought that was the best help she could give Le Xin to face reality, but before she could finish her words, Le Xin could not control it.
"But Beibei, I really like him, so I can't stand it even if he changes a little bit."
With a bang, Beibei felt her head bewildered for a while, and she couldn't hear anything. It seemed that someone had said this.
"Wife, I won't leave you, but I have her in my heart, and I love her." What kind of responsibility is that I don't want to live well.
Chapter completed!