C1 Hold Me will You?

It was Christmas, a wild night.

Hee Xiaochu was leaning against the window alone, watching the snowflakes fly in the air, watching the girls laughing as they were carried away by the boys.

She never cared about festivals, because they were so far away. Married women were destined to bid farewell to flowers, to love words, to everything romantic.

He still remembered that when he was a young girl, he had had the beautiful dream of being a princess, hoping to find a man who would always take care of him.

Unfortunately, reality and dreams are always two different things.

Just like now, she had to hide in her room alone because of her mother-in-law's anger. She didn't dare to argue because she didn't want to affect her children. The man she loved the most was always playing with the computer.

After who knows how long, husband Xiao Shengchun entered the room and turned on the lights.

He stood silently behind her, and she thought how nice it would be if he could suddenly hug her and whisper something in her ear. If that were the case, all the depression in life would go away, and all the patience for him would be worth it.

Hold me, will you? She was silently praying, but she didn't say it. She was too embarrassed to say it.

"How can you treat Mom like that?" He suddenly opened his mouth, but what he said was far from the love words she had hoped for, but an angry reprimand.

What have I done to her? She sounded so bad, but I didn't contradict her or say anything. I just left in silence. This isn't right?

Disappointment seemed to have seeped into her bones. She didn't even have the strength to explain or argue with him. She turned around and gave him a faint look.

She suddenly realized that he had become so unfamiliar. Was this tall man who was glaring at her really the same person who had once risked his life to marry her?

It seemed like it was true, but at the same time, it didn't seem like it.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He frowned impatiently.

His impatience suddenly made her laugh, so she curled her lips. "Nothing, I just wanted to see it."

This woman was truly strange and incomprehensible today.

Shaking his head, he mumbled the word "crazy" before turning around and walking towards the bed.

Knowing that he was going to sleep, Hee Xiaochu closed the window and closed the curtain again.

They each covered themselves with a thick blanket and no one spoke. Feeling her a little closer to him, he deliberately moved closer to the bed.

He didn't know what was going on, but he just couldn't bring himself to be interested in her.

Was it because of Su Qingqing? It was possible that since Su Qingqing had arrived, his eyes had been unconsciously following her around. The fragrance that was unique to young girls always made his heart itch.

But this one at home, though good-looking, got tired of it after a while. Besides, she had given birth.

Actually, he didn't feel sorry for Hee Xiaochu. On the contrary, he felt that he treated her well.

That little girl Su Qingqing was very interested in him and would always rub his arm, whether intentionally or unintentionally. It was just that he didn't want to do anything that would let Hee Xiaochu down.

However, this woman still did not appreciate his kindness. Today, she even threw his face away. This was truly a woman and a vile character that was difficult to take care of.

Hee Xiaochu was still awake. Scenes of the past flashed through her mind. Back then, it was this man beside her who had done that thing that caused her to marry him. He had expended so much effort, but in the end, he no longer cherished them.

After an unknown period of time, his breathing gradually became even as he slept, but she was unable to fall asleep no matter what.

"Little demoness …" "Fey …"

He wriggled his body and mumbled to himself.

Hee Xiaochu's body froze again. It was hard to tell if it was due to loss or anger, which made her feel incredibly stifled.

This was not the first time. Every few days, he would cry out in his dreams, a girl named Wen.

She thought that his longing for other women might have something to do with her lack of enthusiasm.

He was probably just thinking about it. Thinking of this, she was somewhat comforted, but she was still unable to conceal the disappointment in her heart.

With such a stalemate, the thirst in her heart increased with each passing day. In order to combat this annoyance, she always forced herself to work harder and do more housework after work.

That night, in her dream, she met a very gentle man. Although her face could not be seen, she felt very handsome and masculine.

The man wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her, but she could not push him away.

Halfway through, he kissed her deeply. She felt her whole body gradually go numb, even a little paralyzed.

But no, I have a husband, I can't let him down, I can't. She restrained herself from pushing the man away with all her might, and then felt empty again.