Chapter 352 Married Life with Little Stutterer (11)
Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao—
Fang Chi dragged his suitcase and walked alone on the road. Thinking of his missing wife, he lowered his head and couldn’t straighten his back. Every step he took left a drop of moisture on the ground.
He had seen short videos, such as “What does it mean when your husband suddenly can’t be contacted?”, “Congratulations, you’re being cheated on”, “When a man loses contact on a business trip, he’s either been caught for prostitution or was set up by a honey trap”…
Fang Chi raised a hand to cover his heart. He squatted on the ground, holding the suitcase and sobbing softly.
On the road, a black car sped by.
The man driving the car saw through the rearview mirror a black figure with long hair squatting in the green belt. He was startled and the steering wheel shook. The car almost lost control and hit the road fence. Fortunately, he stepped on the brakes in time and did not hit it head-on.
The man was handsome, but his temperament was too cold. He looked in a suit and had a unique charm.
He didn't show much expression on his face, but the previous look really scared him. Now his face was a little pale.
There can't be ghosts in this world.
The man lowered the window and looked in that direction.
Fang Chi sensed something, he raised his face, and two words came out of his mouth with joy: "Yaoyao!"
After getting the direction, in the blink of an eye, a long-haired black figure holding a suitcase disappeared into the night like black mist.
The man in the car looked over the next second, and didn't see any figure, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It was indeed dazzled.
At the same time, far away on the other side.
Bai Yao closed the door of the mansion, locked it, and then walked into the courtyard.
This is a typical quadrangle, with houses on all sides, enclosing the courtyard with ginkgo trees in the middle. The red paint on the wall had fallen off a lot, but when Bai Yao and Fang Chi were dating, they bought red paint together, and when they had nothing to do, they just painted the walls here randomly.
Fortunately, the doors and windows here are still intact, so there is no problem living here.
Bai Yao did live here with Fang Chi for a period of time, but that was before they got married.
The reason why she came back here late at night was because there were still clothes they left behind.
And in order to improve the quality of their cohabitation, Bai Yao spent a lot of effort to wire the house, and prepared a set of antique furniture and convenient household appliances.
It was not until later, when Bai Yao graduated and they got married, that Fang Chi, the otaku, followed her to the city obediently, considering that he would have to take care of the children in the future and Bai Yao would have to find a job.
Bai Yao put down the umbrella, entered the main room, turned on the light, and glanced around. They hadn't been back for such a long time, and there was no dust on the things in the room.
Because the rain was so heavy, she was almost soaked by the rain. She quickly opened the closet and found her clothes in the storage box.
Bai Yao untied the bow on her collar, grabbed the hem and lifted it up, revealing her slender waist and a corner of her pink dress.
A strong gust of wind pushed open the door, and under the lightning and thunder, a thin and dark figure appeared at the door.
Bai Yao paused.
The man's long black hair fluttered in the wind, his white shirt was wrinkled, and under his black trousers, the white shoes had become dirty.
His appearance was like being covered in frost, and in the rain at night, he was so fragile that he seemed to break at the touch.
Bai Yao put down his hand, his face showing a bit of unresponsiveness, "Fang Chi?"
He released the handle in his hand and let the suitcase fall to the ground.
Fang Chi seemed to have become an abandoned rag doll, and most of his face covered by long black hair could only see the pale jaw.
He was like a traveler who was lost and short of water in the desert, and now he was desperately approaching her and stretched out his hand in her direction.
It was like a young beast in the forest, trying to struggle out of the cage, greedily wanting to own a world of his own.
He didn't need to run to the finish line, Bai Yao had already jumped into his arms.
Fang Chi hugged her tightly, buried his face in her neck, and kept shaking. He opened his mouth several times to speak, but his ability to speak was not good, and now he was very emotional, and he could only squeeze out a few unclear syllables for a long time.
Bai Yao stroked his back gently, "I know, I know, you must be very anxious because you can't see me and can't hear from me."
His lips were pressed against her ear, and apart from the panting and sobbing, he still couldn't organize the language to express his thoughts.
But Bai Yao didn't need him to say anything. She turned her head, found his lips, and kissed him. "I have never thought of abandoning you. Not before, not now, and certainly not in the future, Fang Dabao, I love you very much."
His rapid breathing became slightly calmer, and all his restlessness was slowly calmed down by her comfort.
Bai Yao raised her hand and brushed the hair off his face, just in time to meet his pair of dark eyes.
His eyes were too dark, so they looked weird.
But Bai Yao thought his eyes were extremely clean, pure without any impurities. When she looked into his eyes, she would be surprised that black could be such a beautiful color.
But now, his beautiful eyes were filled with an endless autumn rain, bleak and cold.
It took her so long to fill his eyes with life, but at this moment, he was once again surrounded by loneliness and a sense of abandonment.
It was like going back to the first time they met, and he became the sloppy guy who would lean against the door, holding an empty plastic bag, lowering his head and licking his fingers.
Bai Yao held his face and kissed him again and again, "I'm sorry, Fang Chi, my estimate was wrong. I promised you to go back, but I didn't keep our agreement."
He felt insecure.
I still remember when they just started dating, Bai Yao always had to leave the house to defend herself.
He knew she had something important to do, and he was afraid of upsetting her, so he didn't dare to stick to her and ask if she could come back soon.
Once Bai Yao went out and found that she had forgotten to bring her keys, and she came back.
What she saw was the long-haired man huddled in the corner of the bed, holding her clothes, wrapped in a quilt that still smelled of her, sobbing softly.
At that time, she knew that he had a smell addiction, so she pretended not to notice his little habit of hiding her underwear, which he still kept until now.
Fang Chi grabbed her hand, staring at her face with misty eyes, and said with difficulty: "It's not... Yaoyao's... fault, it's me... who is ignorant."
He took a breath and tried to continue: "Yaoyao has to... work, I shouldn't... ..."
Fang Chi blinked, and the little mist beads on his eyelashes trembled
slightly, "Disturb... you." Bai Yao's heart was suddenly stabbed violently, she jumped up and hugged him, and he held her hips and hung on him.
She took a deep breath of his scent, "You're not disturbing me, Fang Dabao, you're simply the cutest person in the world!"
He lowered his eyes, "I... am a burden."
She couldn't help laughing, touched his face, and said, "Fang Chi, you will never be a burden to me."
He said slowly, "Not... a burden?"
She nodded, "Yes, of course you are not, you are my husband, Fang Xiaobao's father, my lover, and my family. It is because of you that when I wake up every day, the first thing I see is you. It is because of you that I have this wonderful feeling of 'Wow, today will be another beautiful day', Fang Dabao, there will be absolutely no other person in this world who can give me this feeling except you."
Fang Chi slowly widened his eyes, "Xiaobao...can't do it either?"
Bai Yao whispered: "Xiaobao can't do it either, don't tell him."
Fang Chi's eyebrows were curved, and there were sparkles in his eyes with ripples. The complexion on his face, which was not like that of an ordinary person, seemed to have a little more vitality. He nodded heavily, "Yeah! Don't tell...Xiaobao!" He
finally made people happy.
Bai Yao touched the top of his head, "So, my Fang Dabao is the most powerful person in the world!"
Fang Chi pursed his lips and smiled softly. He wanted to lower his head again, but because Bai Yao held his face, he could only shyly let her stare at his now ugly face. He wanted to avoid her passionate gaze, but couldn't bear to do so.
Bai Yao touched his red ears and smiled slightly, "So, where did our Xiaobao go?"
The box on the ground moved, and against the backdrop of the rainy night outside the door, it exuded a bit of sinister horror.
Bai Yao looked over suspiciously.
The box moved violently again, and the zipper opened from the inside. The boy's head popped out of the suitcase. He bit his pacifier and looked expressionlessly at the two adults hugging each other.
Bai Yao looked back.