"Go!" Bai Qiyu made a final decision, and the two big men got on a bamboo raft.

Although neither of them is fat, but the height is there, and the weight is not low. The above bamboo raft obviously feels that the water level sinks a lot, and even the soles almost touched the water.

Shaky to feel a little frightened.

The boatman adjusted his position, stood on the side of the lighter Fu Heng, propped up the bamboo pole, and yelled, "Guest officers sit down and set off."

The bamboo raft completely entered the water, and the river surface swayed violently, and then gradually calmed down.

As expected by the two of them, the bamboo raft was really as stable as the ground, and Fu Heng even noticed that even the pedestrians on the shore were walking faster than them.

I thought it was a normal speed, but the boatman behind me said straightforwardly: "The guest officer is a bit heavier, and the pole is harder than others."

Fu Heng: "..."

Bai Qiyu: "..."

If it were not for the image, the two really wanted to cover their faces.

Too embarrassing and embarrassing.

At this time, let's find some topics to talk about, although Fu Heng doesn't think he has anything to talk about with his rivals.

"About Qingqing..."

"Qing Qing..."

The two spoke at the same time, and at the same time they shut up. In the end, Bai Qiyu spoke again: "After Qing Qing became smaller, it feels surprising to you."

He didn't know how, so he wanted to talk about it.

"Yeah." Fu Heng did not deny. "She and I are different from what we knew before."

"Why is it different?"

"The old Qing Qing was very cold and rarely laughed. When I laughed occasionally, it didn’t make me feel like a smile in her heart. It was like a mask floating on the surface. It seemed very close, but actually At a very long distance, the two children probably have the same perception of her as mine."

"The image of a noble and glamorous rich lady, right?"

Bai Qiyu's summary was in place in one step, and Fu Heng didn't say anything, which was regarded as tacit approval.

In fact, there are many such existences in their circle, but most of those are the wives who look divorced with their husbands, have died of family and marriage, and only want to keep their main position.

What kind of lady they are, in fact, is more like a kind of post.

Sitting in this position, of course, only need to come up with the professional qualities that match the position. Other luxury products such as love are not something they can have.

Of course, there are also some people who will look for a lover in private.

Anyway, my husband has a mistress and three milk packages

If you have enough, you just go out and play, it's nothing, most couples have acquiesced to play their own things, and the days are just so muddled.

However, Fu Heng always thought that he and Qingqing were different.

They have been from their first love to the present, even if the marriage is a factor of commercial marriage, in the final analysis, if Fu Heng really doesn't like Gu Qingqing, then no one can control his thoughts.

Not to mention that he and his wife can give birth to two children after marriage.

"I don't know why Qing Qing became the way he grew up."

Maybe time will really change a person, at random, he only met her after Qing Qing changed.

"You are wrong." Bai Qiyu said coldly: "Qingqing has never changed."

"In my memory, she is a sunny girl. She is very loyal, and her friends ask her for something. She gives the greatest support without saying anything. She also has a sense of justice and has helped many people in need. At the same time, he is very kind, caring, and likes furry little animals, but he prefers mighty big dinosaurs, but in many cases, Qingqing is also a twisted child."

At this point, Bai Qiyu couldn't help but chuckled, as if recalling something very beautiful.

"Because of the family, she lacks love, so she always kindly pleases those who care about it, because she is afraid of losing, but she doesn't know how to please people, she is always so-so and easy to be self-defeating, but she has a good face. If someone is misunderstood, they will only brace their necks, and refuse to be softened when killed, or explain to themselves."

"She seems to be as strong as a hedgehog, but she actually has a very soft and extremely sensitive heart."

Turning her head, staring directly at Fu Heng: "Such a Qingqing, once someone can see through her appearance and give her even a little gentleness, she can rush into the flames that can kill her like a moth. in."

Fu Heng tensed his face and said nothing.

He suddenly remembered the wife in his memory, as if removing the solid mask that had become more and more indifferent over the years. In fact, she had been lively in front of her a long time ago.

She sleeps coldly, and always likes to curl her hands and feet together to sleep.

Fu Heng didn't know where he saw it, saying that it was a sleeping position extremely insecure.

But after they got married, her defensive sleeping position turned into sleeping curled up in his arms, because his body temperature was too high, which was like a stove for her.

Ching Ching also has severe uterine cold and anemia.

The fake pain was so painful that I even fainted a few times.

Every time at this time, her temper would become very irritable, and she would scream at anyone when she saw her.

But she is also very good at coaxing, because Qingqing likes to eat sweets very much. When she loses her temper, buy her a cup of sweetened milk tea. It will surely coax her well.

But drinking too much milk tea is bad for your health, so Fu Heng doesn't like Qingqing drinking very much.

She seemed to seldom drink milk tea anymore, at least in the past few years, Fu Heng hadn't seen her touch it again, and even ate less sweets.

Because the men in the family don't like sweet ones very much.

Qingqing said that it was too troublesome to let the kitchen do her alone, so she didn't eat it at all.

What else?

Oh, Ching Ching has a petite skeleton and looks very thin, but in fact, she has a little fleshy body. When she was an adult, she was 1.6 meters tall and weighed over 100, but then she seemed to have fallen to about 90, or even less than 90?

When did these changes start?

Fu Heng actually couldn't remember anymore. The two had been together for too long, and he couldn't notice the subtle changes.

Because he works every day in addition to work, and it is good to be able to go home for half a month.

In half a month, excluding exceptions, most of him went out early and returned late. It was too late to return at night. Qingqing was already asleep, and he went to work early in the morning. Qingqing hadn't woken up yet, so there was no big difference between having a response and no response. Because neither of them can see each other.

In the past, Qingqing would stay up all night to wait for him. Later, she couldn't wait for more people, so she simply went to bed first.

Fu Heng didn't say anything about it. After all, his work and rest were out of sync with his wife, and he couldn't blame anyone.

But now when I recall, it seems that I should blame him.

"It was me who turned Qingqing into what it was later on."

He lowered his head, looking at his clearly-lined palm, he seemed to see a dripping blood in a daze.

It turned out that it was him who killed the original lively and lovely Qing Qing.

"I actually regret it." Bai Qiyu didn't care about Fu Heng's regret: "If I hadn't left her side back then, maybe the ending will be different now."

"Unfortunately there is no if, Qingqing is now my wife."

Upon hearing what Bai Qiyu said that could be called a positive provocation, Fu Heng reflexively stood up and fought back.

"I know." With a wry smile, Bai Qiyu unconsciously stared at the reflection in the water, feeling like he was giving an assist to a rival in love.

"I told you a long time ago that I know Qingqing better than you, because of the wonderful parents, Qingqing actually has a fear of marriage that others can't understand, but she chose to marry you without hesitation..."

Bai Qiyu couldn't say the unfinished words, but Fu Heng had already understood it.

Because Gu Qingqing loved him, she stepped into her hell-like marriage without hesitation.

She thought that Fu Heng was different from her parents. He was the one who could give her happiness. In the end, he turned into another version of her parents.

No, it's not the same.

At least Gu's parents really love each other, even if they are scumbags to their children, but this relationship is beyond doubt, and Gu Qingqing can't feel the slightest love from Fu Heng.

She was working very hard to prop up her home, and finally found her home in despair, and no one in the family really saw her as a wife, mother, or even sister.

People who have been paying, tired and disappointed, naturally want to leave.

If she abandons all this and leaves herself alone, will her life be easier?

Anyway, the sons have grown up, the husband has a job, the younger brother has a cold relationship with her, and the adopted daughter has also studied abroad. No one needs Gu Qingqing. Her existence in this family has no meaning.

"Tweet..." The crisp bird's song was no longer as low as before, and the petite bird fell on the handrail of Qingqing's bamboo raft, looking awkwardly.

"Are you sad?"

Qingqing's hand slightly nodded the bird's head, and the child's soft fingertips fell into the fluffy feathers, and a soft touch was drawn.

"Tweet..." Little Bird stretched his head and rubbed Qingqing's fingertips, as if desperately wanting her comfort.

Qingqing was no longer looking at the bird, she stretched out her hands to hold her up, and put her in her arms. It was not enough, and she opened her coat and put the bird in to keep it warm.

The teacher said, birds in winter are afraid of cold, and birds are so sad because they feel very cold, right?

The boatman was keen to punt the boat. Fu Sijin just returned a message from someone else with his mobile phone, and did not pay attention to Qingqing's movements.

When he turned his head and saw Qing Qing with his coat open and making a posture that seemed to be holding something in his arms, he couldn't help but wonder: "Qing Qing, is there anything in your clothes?"

"It's a bird!"

Qingqing happily took up clothes for Fu Sijin to see.

"What little bird?" Fu Sijin couldn't see anything.

"It's here." Qingqing lowered her head and looked stupidly into her empty arms: "Is there no bird?"

She looked up and down all over her body: "Strange, the bird was there just now."

"Maybe it flew away." Fu Sijin didn't see any birds at all, so he could only say to Qingqing.

"Qingqing didn't say goodbye to Xiaoniao." Qingqing was a little disappointed. ,,...,...: