I don’t know how many cigarettes ended, the large office was also filled with smoke. Shen Yiran got up, picked up the clothes behind the chair, turned off the office lights, and drove away...
At two in the morning, the car stopped under that familiar building. Counting the floors, he realized it was so late, but the lights in her house were still on. Could it be she hadn’t slept yet?
She had already started her internship, but she was very clumsy in this area. Was it because of work, that she was busy until so late and couldn’t sleep?
Didn’t that man take care of her at all?
He got out of the car and couldn’t help lighting another cigarette, staring at the light upstairs without blinking.
Upstairs, in the luxurious and spacious wedding room, it had basically always been Dudu living alone. During the early days of their marriage, Qiao Luchen would live here, but slowly he stopped coming ho.
She didn’t mind, but living here alone at night was sowhat scary. However, the person who could give her a sense of security was no longer here.
Having her period at night, her stomach hurt as if she was dying. She could no longer call Shen Yiran in the middle of the night to tell him how uncomfortable she felt.
She curled up under the blanket for a while, feeling sick and running to the bathroom, squatting until her legs went numb and then walking out again, repeatedly over and over, but the pain showed no signs of easing. She had just vomited up the painkillers she took.
Shen Yiran had been watching from downstairs, the lights upstairs turned on and off, on and off. It had already been over an hour. What was she doing?
Just as he was thinking, the sound of an approaching car ca from behind. Turning his head, he saw a black sedan stopping not far from him.
Qiao Luchen got out of the car, looking at the man standing below his building, not finding it strange at all. He walked over with a light laugh, "Want to co up and sit?"
Shen Yiran glanced at him, involuntarily furrowing his brow. He just returned so late? That ant Dudu was alone at ho all this ti? She was already scared at night...
Qiao Luchen pressed the car lock, "It’s dark and cold outside at night, and there are a lot of mosquitoes. Why not co upstairs for a cup of tea?"
Shen Yiran bit his teeth, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his leather shoe, opened the car door, preparing to get in. Qiao Luchen ca over and blocked his car door, saying, "Actually, I envy you."
"Being so cruel to her, yet she always thinks of you."
Shen Yiran’s hand tightened slowly on the door, feeling a little hurt, a little resentful, and mostly disgusted with himself.
He forcefully pulled the door, Qiao Luchen released his hand, watching as he closed the car door and left.
Sighing lightly as he walked upstairs, why couldn’t he enter her heart?
He originally thought the house would be dark and cold once he returned, but surprisingly, all the lights were on. He wandered around puzzledly, hearing the bathroom door open, and saw her co out with a pale and weak face.
"What’s wrong?"
Dudu saw him, feeling a bit surprised. She didn’t expect him to co back.
His gaze drifted to the blood stains on her white nightgown, instantly understanding: "nstrual pain?"
Dudu felt so uncomfortable she didn’t want to talk, holding her stomach as she walked to the room.
Qiao Luchen followed, "Cover yourself with the blanket and don’t move around. It’ll get warr and you’ll feel better."
Dudu curled up under the blanket, but still felt restless and uncomfortable.
Qiao Luchen rummaged through the drawer of the bedside table asking, "Where’s that hot water bag of yours?"
"...Broken."
"Where’s the dicine?"
"...Took it but threw up."
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Qiao Luchen sighed lightly, picked up the cup from her bedside and brought it outside to fill with hot water, "Drink it."
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