Ning Xiner was so confused that she didn't know how she got home.

When Ning Xiner leaned against the head of the bed and covered her with a quilt, she felt cold all over.

She came back. Although the cashmere coat he bought for her was a famous product, the cold winter months could not withstand the cold cold for more than an hour.

And what made her feel cold was also her heart.

Ning Xiner's eyes were staring at the ceiling, her eyes were blurred with tears, and she didn't know what to do.

She originally thought that Guan Qizheng would be angry for a few days and she would explain it to him clearly, and the matter would disappear, but unexpectedly, he actually thought that she was deliberately deceiving him.

Ning Xiner knew that no matter how she explained, he would not listen or believe it, so she could only let time deal with this matter.

For a week, Guan Qizheng went out early and came back late, avoiding meeting Ning Xiner.

Since he asked her not to disturb him that time in his office, Ning Xiner deliberately avoided Guan Qizheng, for fear of meeting him at home because she didn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, the house became particularly deserted, so deserted that it was suffocating.

Of course, Xiaofang knew that the master and his wife were angry and had a fight, so they didn't dare to go out. They cleaned the room and cooked every day.

Every night, Ning Xiner was not interested in food and lost weight.

That night, Ning Xiner came back from get off work.

Xiaofang poked her head out of the restaurant and said, "Ms. Ning, you have gotten off work? You have eaten less and lost weight these days, so I made your favorite braised hairtail fish. You must eat more tonight!"

Although Ning Xiner had no appetite for Xiaofang's kindness, she nodded and smiled: "Okay!"

Hearing this, Xiaofang said, "Wait a moment, and the meal will start soon."

Then, Xiaofang turned around and returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Taking off her coat, Ning Xiner sat tiredly on the sofa, looked around the huge living room, and felt empty in her heart.

Ning Xiner knew that he would not come back for dinner tonight. She wanted to see when he could hide for her. Could it be that he would never meet for the rest of his life? Ning Xiner was thinking in her heart that she was crying without tears.

"Miss Ning, it's time to have supper." After a while, Xiaofang's

The sound floated to the living room.

"Here you." Hearing this, Ning Xiner calmed down and stood up and walked into the restaurant.

Sitting at the dining table, Xiaofang brought up three dishes and one soup.

On the dining table, braised hairtail, spicy chicken diced rice, scallion and fungus, and a scallop shrimp soup.

"Miss Ning, please try the hairtail fish I cooked." As she said that, Xiaofang put a bowl of scallop shrimp soup and placed it in front of Ning Xiner.

"Okay." Ning Xiner nodded, then lowered her head and looked at the soup with oil in front of her. The smell of seafood came into her nose.

Smelling this smell, Ning Xiner's stomach immediately rolled, and then she couldn't help but hold her mouth and get up and run into the bathroom.

"Miss Ning, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ning Xiner's look of vomiting, Xiaofang quickly followed her.

Ning Xiner squatted in front of the toilet and vomited sour water for a long time, feeling that her bile was about to spit out.

After vomiting, Ning Xiner breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaofang quickly brought a glass of warm water and asked anxiously: "Miss Ning, what's wrong with you? Do you feel sick? Will I accompany you to see a doctor?"

Ning Xiner, who was about to spit out all the bile, shook her head weakly. "No need, I'm fine. Maybe I've had a stomachache at noon."

"That supper..." Xiaofang frowned.

"I don't eat it anymore, it's a bit nauseous. You can eat it yourself. I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work, you made the dishes I like." Ning Xiner said sorry.

"Don't say that, I'll help you to rest upstairs." Xiaofang frowned.

"It's not that serious. I'll go upstairs by myself. Go to have dinner while it's hot." After that, Ning Xiner turned around and turned to the stairs.

Ning Xiner held her abdomen and leaned against the head of the bed, feeling so aggrieved that she couldn't help but she couldn't help but shed tears.

The night outside was dark and the wind was bleak. Although the room was as warm as spring, Ning Xiner still felt very cold and her stomach was very uncomfortable. What she needed was a broad embrace and company, but her lover didn't know where to mess around...

As the end of the twelfth lunar month enters, the New Year atmosphere becomes stronger and stronger. The shops on the streets begin to decorate, and people also start purchasing New Year's goods in large and small bags.

After work this day, Ning Xiner strolls

On the street, looking at the purchasing crowd, I envy their good mood.

During the three years I lived with Guan Qizheng, whenever the Chinese New Year was approaching, Ning Xiner would join the purchasing army.

From the size of the house to the smallest candy, she would buy it one by one. Although there are only two of them every year for the New Year, she still doesn’t want to be too deserted. She has to be very happy to decorate the house and make a lot of braised pig trotters, braised pork, rice cakes, rice dumplings, etc.

Although she only stays at home for two days every year during the New Year, and she can’t finish what she prepares, she will be very happy to see him eat some, and feel that her hard work is not in vain.

So, for those three years, she insisted on doing it every year.

This year, in recent years, she has lost all her energy to do these things. She feels very tired every day, physically and mentally tired, and she doesn’t know if she is old.

There was no idea when snowflakes fell in the sky, and heavy goose down in the sky.

This is the first snow this year. She has been looking forward to it so that she can walk in the snow with Guan Qizheng.

But now the snow is coming, but Guan Qizheng doesn't know where it is. Ning Xiner stared at the snowflakes falling on the ground in the air and couldn't help but frown.

Although there were snowflakes outside, they could not stop people from purchasing New Year's goods on the street. Ning Xiner watched those people return home with a load and stopped for a long time.

When she realized it was cold, her feet were already numb.

She couldn't help but frown, then took a difficult step, stepped on the snow and called a taxi.

After Ning Xiner got into the taxi, the heating in the taxi was very warm, and the snowflakes on her hair melted into snow water, and her hair was half wet all of a sudden.

"Ah cut! Ah cut..." For a moment, Ning Xiner couldn't help but sneeze many times.

Seeing this, the driver smiled and said, "Miss, it's best to take cold medicine when you go home. I think you have a tendency to catch a cold."

"Is that so? Then stop at the clinic next to my house, I'll go there to get some medicine." Ning Xiner smiled.

"Okay." The driver nodded.
Chapter completed!