Chapter 277 Your first love 6

  In the next few days, Meng Li's attitude towards Wei Minghui was neither salty nor indifferent.

  If you are happy, go to work and send it off. If you are not happy, forget it.

  Wei Minghui also tried to communicate with Meng Li, but Meng Li could not accept the move.

  Meng Ziqili has almost planned.

  Marriage must be divorced, but not now.

  How cheap is divorce now Feng Zhenzhen.

  Actually, Meng Li thinks that Feng Zhenzhen seems to be too sick. She always has a fever and cold infusion.

   Either dizziness and stomachaches are in emergency.

  The physique is really weak.

  There is also heart disease, and there are many different types of heart disease. In the plot, I went abroad for an operation. Not long after they came back, they had a baby, and they looked very happy.

  It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and Meng Li packed up and was practicing.

  She has turned off the light.

  Wei Minghui saw the message on the mobile phone and was a little anxious. Feng Zhenzhen said that she was not feeling well and that there should be nothing wrong with living alone.

  He searched for the car keys in a circle at home, but did not find them.

   Seeing Meng Li’s light from the crack in the door went out, she whispered:

   "Wife, are you asleep?"

  Meng Li ignored it.

  Wei Minghui yelled softly several times, but Meng Li did not return.

  After a while, Meng Li heard the sound of the door being opened and closed, very lightly.

  Wei Minghui stopped a taxi and reached Feng Zhenzhen's downstairs.

  Feng Zhenzhen rents in an old-fashioned community, there is no elevator, and the lights in the corridor are broken.

  Wei Minghui used his mobile phone to illuminate the stairs and knocked on Feng Zhenzhen's door.

  Feng Zhenzhen opened the door. The light in her room was white and very bright, making her face paler.

  She looked at Wei Minghui with a weak voice:

   "Minghui..., you are here."

  Wei Minghui hurriedly put the phone in his trouser pocket, supported Feng Zhenzhen, and asked with concern:

   "Where is the body uncomfortable?"

  Feng Zhenzhen touched her forehead:

   "It's the dizziness, heart palpitations."

  A nervous look appeared on Wei Minghui’s face, he said:

   "Shall I take you to the hospital?"

  Feng Zhenzhen touched Wei Minghui’s hand with her hand. Wei Minghui stiffened for a moment, only to hear Feng Zhenzhen say:

   "I feel very troublesome for calling you over so late."

   "No trouble, no trouble."

  Wei Minghui felt the little hand on the back of his hand, it was cold, and he couldn't help but hurt. How could a normal person's hand have such ice.

  Feng Zhenzhen pulled out a far-fetched smile.

   said:

   "I am really unaccompanied here, so I can only trouble you."

  Wei Minghui helped Feng Zhenzhen to sit on the sofa, washed the cups, and poured a glass of water for Feng Zhenzhen.

  Feng Zhenzhen looked at Wei Minghui's back, her eyes flashed.

  Wei Minghui handed the water to Feng Zhenzhen for surgery, and took Feng Zhenzhen's body temperature again, and said:

   "We really have to go to the hospital, you have a little fever."

  Feng Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment:

   "No need to go?"

   Wei Minghui's face is serious, he said:

   "You don't care about your body so much that makes me angry."

  Feng Zhenzhen then pursed her mouth and said:

   "Then go and prescribe some medicine."

  Feng Zhenzhen drank the water, her face was a little bloody, the two went out, and when they went down the stairs, Feng Zhenzhen walked very slowly while supporting the wall.

  Wei Minghui bends down:

   "Come up, I will carry you down."

  Feng Zhenzhen: "This way you will be very tired."

  Wei Minghui: "No, trust me."

  Feng Zhenzhen hummed quietly, and got on Wei Minghui's back. Wei Minghui carried Feng Zhenzhen on his back. There was no pressure, Feng Zhenzhen was very light.

  Feng Zhenzhen wrapped her hands around Wei Minghui’s neck, and she said in Wei Minghui’s ear:

   "Minghui, do you remember?"

  She talked with enthusiasm on Wei Minghui’s neck.

   "Huh?" Wei Minghui's neck moved.

"When I was in high school, I secretly bought a pair of high heels and wore them to go shopping with you. Then I couldn't stand it. You just carried me home like this. The sun set that day, and the tips of your hair were dyed yellow. I think the scene that day was really beautiful. "

   "Up to now, that picture is lingering in my mind."

  Feng Zhenzhen sighed very much, her hand struck Wei Minghui's neck unintentionally.

   Ripples in Wei Minghui's heart.

  Wei Minghui sighed and said:

   "Yes, it's been years since then."

  Feng Zhenzhen muttered softly, as if intentionally or unintentionally:

   "I still missed you."

  Wei Minghui heard it, and there was a trace of sourness in his heart. It was fleeting, and he did not answer.

  He is now married.

  Become someone else’s husband, everything is too late.

   Arriving downstairs, Feng Zhenzhen asked Wei Minghui:

   "Where is your car parked?"

  Wei Minghui said in embarrassment:

   "Did not drive today."

  Feng Zhenzhen said, "It's okay, let's take a taxi."

  The two stood on the side of the road to take a taxi. Wei Minghui took off his coat and put it on Feng Zhenzhen’s shoulders. Feng Zhenzhen whispered:

   "You are so kind, you are the best person to me."

  Wei Minghui just said:

   "You have a fever, it can't get worse."

  His heart is turbulent again, and honestly, this recognition makes him feel good.

  Even though he was kind to his wife, his wife did not say something like this to him so gratefully.

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  It was in the middle of the night that Meng Li heard the sound of the door being opened. Without turning on the light, she got up and went out.

   just happened to see Wei Minghui who had just changed his shoes outside without turning on the light.

  Meng Li asked:

"where have you been."

  Wei Minghui's heart jumped to his throat when Meng Li asked him abruptly.

  Who can bear that someone walks up to you quietly in the middle of the night and suddenly makes a noise.

  He turned on the light, looked at Meng Li, his expression was flustered for a moment, and said:

   "I... went out to accompany Xiaojie."

  Meng Li said, this Xiaojie is the brother who Wei Minghui said in the plot that he will die if he is broken in love.

   "Xiaojie's broken love is very uncomfortable to me." Meng Li didn't plan to expose Wei Minghui's lies.

  Wei Minghui echoed with some guilty conscience:

   "Yes, I am worried about him."

  Meng Li smiled and said:

   "But, everyone is grown up, and feelings are not all of life."

  Wei Minghui still echoes:

   "Yes, I also persuaded him."

  Meng got closer to De Wei Minghui, she leaned close to Wei Minghui and smelled:

   "Why do you have a strange smell on your body."

"what?"

  Wei Minghui was taken aback for a moment, and he could raise his sleeve and smell it:

   "Nothing."

  Meng Li thought for a moment and said:

  "It smells like perfume."

  Wei Minghui's heart became more nervous, and he wanted to say something, Meng Li waved his hand and breathed out:

   "Maybe it smelled wrong. Let's rest early. I will go to work tomorrow."

  Wei Minghui was relaxed, and he asked Meng Li:

   "Why haven't you slept so late."

  Meng Li: "The sound of you opening the door awakened me."

  Wei Minghui:...

   frowned, the sound of his opening the door was already very small.

  Meng Li turned around and left. Wei Minghui was guilty and didn't dare to pester Meng Li anymore.

  I am afraid to talk too much, and my wife has to ask for the details. Doesn't he have to make a new one?

  The more lies, the more loopholes. Wei Minghui understands this truth.

  (End of this chapter)