Chapter 37: Do not smell the old man crying (7)

This kind of tiredness is not the kind of fatigue on the body, but from the bottom of my heart, little by little, slowly, the accumulation of tiredness, this kind of tiredness, every day is eroding her, biting her.
In Ji Xinxin's words, she could not feel anything, because since she was a child, her belief and purpose have always been her husband.
No matter what Shi Che did to her, she could only endure, endure, and continue.
It's just that Shi Che's words, she can't feel anything.
In three years, she was cautious enough, and trembling enough, every time she said a word, and every thing she did, she thought and thought before she dared to speak and act.
She thought that she had done well enough, but Shi Che was not satisfied, how could she not be satisfied.
Sometimes, she really didn't know what else she could do.
In three years, she only learned one thing, that is, how to swallow the grievance back into her stomach, and hide it well, preferably without seeing herself.
Ling Chuxia sat on the sofa for a while, then got up, walked upstairs slowly, and returned to his room.
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When Shi Che went home, Ling Chuxia was taking a shower. As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Shi Che's tall figure walking into the bedroom.
Ling Chuxia's footsteps suddenly stagnated, and in the afternoon he angrily told her to get off the car, leaving her alone on the deserted road, and then left.
She thought that he would be like every time he left when he was angry, and would not go home for months, but she did not expect that he would come back now.
At this time, Shi Che went home to help her complete the task of giving birth. She should have been happy, but I don’t know if Shi Che was angry at her in the afternoon. She was shocked. When she saw him, her back suddenly changed. Liang, a heart hung so fiercely that she was stunned for a while, but she did not step forward to serve Shi Che as usual.
Shi Che also seemed as if she didn't exist. He walked in and took off his clothes without knowing what happened. There was a button on his shirt and he couldn't untie it. His brows wrinkled, and he had no patience. With a violent finger, the button was torn off abruptly and dropped to the ground.
The button slammed on the wooden floor with a crisp sound, and Ling Chuxia was awakened all of a sudden. Her shoulders trembled subconsciously, and she looked up at Shi Che.
Shi Chejun's face was gloomy, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his thin lips were tightly pressed. There was a strange coldness all over his body, which made people subconsciously want to retreat.
If possible, Ling Chuxia really didn't want to get close to him, because she vaguely felt his mania under the cold, and she was most afraid of him.
It can be seen that his anger towards her in the afternoon has not been quenched, and now he stepped forward, he must have been looking for death by himself, but she had no choice.