First Marriage Then Love Chapter 53

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On the way home, Anran just turned and looked out the window. Her eyes were dull, and distant.

Su Yi Cheng looked at her eyes. He did not speak. His free hand pulled her hand and  clasped it. This evening’s situation had made him feel a bit surprised, but had also let him figure out one thing about the marriage. She was not there for the right person. She had just waited for Mo Fei’s heart for six years. Last time, in her desperation, she just met him.

He thought that if that day she was not wrong, she would have replaced him with another man, and maybe now she would be the wife of another man. Just thinking about it, Su Yi Cheng felt his heart wanting to burst. He felt nauseous, and had some kind of uncomfortable feeling. His hand clutched hers with even greater strength, and even he was not conscious about his own strength.

Anran kept silent. She turned her head and looked at him.

Realizing that he had hurt her with his grasp, Su Yi Cheng smiled apologetically at her. He rubbed her large palm. His mouth was hanging a faint smile, saying “Tired? If you are tired then get some sleep. When we arrive at home, I’ll tell you. ”

Anran looked at him for a moment and then nodded. She closed her eyes.

Su Yi Cheng adjusted her position, so she could lie more comfortably.

The car’s speed was very constant, making it stable for Anran. She was covered by Su Yi Cheng’s jacket. Her breathing was very peaceful.

The car slowly drove into the bas.e.m.e.nt. Su Yi Cheng looked at Anran, whose eyes were closed. He knew that in fact, she had not fallen asleep. Although her breathing was calm, but her trembling betrayed her disguise.

Su Yi Cheng quietly looked at her for a moment. He did not wake her up. He opened the door to get off, and then openend the front door to carry her out of the car. He carried her into the elevator, and was still carrying her when he opened the door into the room. Finally, he went into the bedroom and put her down, laying her on the bed.

The whole way, Anran had been asleep. Su Yi Cheng had not said anything, he was carrying her until she fell asleep. Sitting on the bed, he was looking at the front of her forehead. Her bangs were messy. His hand brushed it aside, exposing her beautiful eyebrows, then he gently rubbed and ma.s.saged her forehead. He was also smoothing her wrinkles. Then, he went into the bathroom. Su Yi Cheng turned the tap open and wet a towel with hot water when he saw Anran, who was still lying in bed. Her eyes closed, but there were tears on her face. He looked at her eyes acc.u.mulating tears, and his heart felt a kind of indescribable feeling.

After he saw her tears flowing, Su Yi Cheng came to understand that this feeling, it was called heartburn, it was called dismay.

Su Yi Cheng still did not wake her up. He spread open a towel then wiped her tears, wiped the dust and exhaustion from her face. He went into the bathroom again then wet a towel again. He grabbed her hand, then wiped her fingers.

Anran’s trembling hands could not even move. Su Yi Cheng looked up to see her face for a moment, but he did not see her eyes open. Without saying, he pulled her other hand, and in the same way, he wiped it clean.

Su Yi Cheng got up then put the towel back in the bathroom. At this time, Su Yi Jiao also called him. He turned around and looked at her for a moment, then Su Yi Cheng took the phone and went out of the bedroom.

Anran at the same time opened her eyes. She watched his back when he went out of the door.

She could clearly hear his voice while he was taking the call. She could guess that the call was from Su Yi Jiao, according to the content of his answer. She could guess that Su Yi Jiao had also called him on purpose. She must have heard the farce at Youranju’s door.

Anran did not know how Su Yi Cheng answered Su Yi Jiao, because he deliberately lowered his voice while holding his cell phone then gradually went away.

Anran was lying in bed, her eyes opened and looked at the ceiling. Tonight, Mo Fei was strange. She was completely unable to match him with the Mo Fei of six years ago.

Formerly, he was gentle like the sun. Every time she saw him, he always had a smile on his face. Then, when he turned to leave her, his mouth was smiling, though the smile was full of guilt. And today, he was not like the one in her view from six years ago. He was more terrible. The expression that he showed her, she had never seen it before.

Time was really like a knife, peeling off the initial face of things. When they met again, they had changed dramatically. There was no point before that had a familiar sign.

What was most unexpected for her was actually Su Yi Cheng. She could not guess what was in this man’s mind. She was very grateful that he did not ask her. Tonight’s incident was too messy, even if he asked her, she did not know how to start, how to say it.

Some scars were hurtful.

Hearing his footsteps, Anran slowly closed her eyes. She turned around, so that her back was facing the direction of the door.

Su Yi Cheng looked at her back, quietly watching her. In the end, he did not speak, taking the pajamas from the closet, he then went into the bathroom.

When Su Yi Cheng finished his bath, he came out from the bathroom. Anran had still maintained the posture. She did not move.

Wiping his hair until it was semi-dry, he put the towel aside. Su Yi Cheng lifted the quilt and laid beside her. According to the usual, he reached to her and put her into his arms. Her back was against his chest. His chin rested gently against her hair. His hand was half-trapping her waist, placed around her belly, then grabbed her hand. Their fingers were interlocked.

He heard her breathing become slightly disorderly. Her body was a bit unnaturally stiff. Taking comfort in the dark, Su Yi Cheng took her body into his bosom. He hugged her tighter against himself. He lowered his head and gave a soft kiss on her head. He whispered, “Sleep!”

In the dark, with her back against him, Anran opened her eyes. She slightly shook his tight arms, then slowly closed her eyes again.

There was only a faint hint of moonlight in the room. It was not long after that the gentle breathing became distant and lingered. Su Yi Cheng hugged Anran. His mouth was slowly raised back. This time he was sure that she was really asleep. Her eyes were closed and she was not pretending to sleep. Then, he hugged her feminine body. Su Yi Cheng also slowly closed his eyes, and along with her, fell a​​sleep. His breathe trailed her breath, resulting in a kind of interesting rhythm in the night.