Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

When the New Year was approaching, Lingye was gradually getting busy because of the accumulated

work at the end of the year.

After Tongrui returned from the hospital, she rested for half a month, then became heavier than when

she was pregnant.

It was just that she did not know if it was her illusion. She always felt that Lingye seemed to be far away

from her recently.

Several nights, Lingye came back slightly drunk. After the shower, he fell asleep while hugging her

before she could talk to him.

She felt a little troubled and sent Jiahe a message.

"Will a couple get bored with each other after getting along for a long time?"

When Jiahe received this message, her first reaction was that Tongrui was disgusted by Lingye.

"No way! You've only been marrying Lingye. Has Lingye started to despise you?"

Tongrui's mouth twitched, and she replied Jiahe, "Is it so obvious what I asked?"

"So, Lingye started to dislike you?"

Jiahe felt anxious. She had been abandoned and betrayed by Chi Jun, so she knew this feeling, not to

mention that Tongrui had more feelings for Lingye than her feelings for Chi Jun.

She only felt uncomfortable about Chi Jun's betrayal for a few days, but if Lingye abandoned Tongrui,

the matter was quite different.

Tongrui answered, "I feel he isn't in the right mood recently. Every night, he comes back after drinking. I

want to talk to him, but he immediately falls asleep."

"So, you two haven't talked properly for a few days?"

Tongrui thought about it, then said, "Yes, about five or six days. I woke up early yesterday and had

breakfast with him, but he didn't talk much."

Jiahe felt weird. "Is Lingye cheating?"

As soon as Jiahe mentioned the word cheating, Tongrui was stunned.

Tongrui thought it was impossible.

Women are sensitive. Even if Tongrui had simple thinking, she could feel it.

Lingye had never touched her since she miscarried and recuperated for so long. The most intimate

thing was to hug her and kiss her face. He had not even kissed her lips these days.

Lingye was a man. His desires were no less than ordinary men's. Before she was pregnant, he slept

with her almost every night.

When she was pregnant, he restrained himself for her and the child's sake. She naturally knew that

was his cherish for her.

Now she had rested for a long time and was not weak as when she was pregnant. It was all thanks to

Lingye's meticulous care. She wondered why he did not intend to do something to her.

From pregnancy to miscarriage until now, they had not done intimate things for a long time.

Although Tongrui was a woman, she had desires, especially Lingye was the man she loved.

Tongrui stared at the chat interface with Jiahe. She looked at the word cheating and suddenly lost the

mood to reply to Jiahe.

She slid to Lingye's chat interface. After struggling for a long time and editing several times, she sent

an understatement message.

"When are you coming home tonight?"

Lingye was in a meeting when he received this message. There might be a dinner with clients tonight.

He could not tell when he would be home.

Tongrui, who was lying on the bed, did not receive a reply.

She rolled on the bed with her phone and stared at the screen. The sense of crisis finally surged in her

heart in an instant.

She wanted to send another message to Lingye, but she did not want to.

She worried she would become jealous and was even more afraid that Lingye would be on guard and

avoid her.

In the end, Tongrui locked the phone and lay on the bed until she fell asleep.

...

When Lingye returned, the room was pitch black.

He frowned as he did not see Tongrui in the living room. As if remembering something, he was startled,

strode upstairs, and rushed into the bedroom. He finally felt relieved when he saw Tongrui sleeping on

the bed.

He thought someone had taken her away, or she knew something and ran away from home again.

Lingye stepped lightly and walked over to her. The front half of her body was lying on the edge of the

bed, and she was about to fall off the bed. Her mobile phone was on the blanket on the floor. It looked

like she was playing with the mobile phone until falling asleep.

Lingye sighed inaudibly. He leaned over to hug her and carefully turned her over to make her sleep

more comfortably, but no matter how lightly his movements were, he still woke her up.

"You're back..."

Her voice was full of sleepiness, hoarse and soft.

Lingye reached out to take the quilt to cover her body and reprimanded softly, "Why did you almost fall

asleep on the floor?"

Tongrui's drowsiness gradually faded away. She stared at him blankly. A trace of grievance and

sadness flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that she just stared at him and kept silent, Lingye squeezed her face gently. "Are you sober?"

Tongrui looked at the watch on his wrist. "What time is it?"

Lingye answered, "10.30 pm."

Tongrui pouted. "Recently, you haven't been home before 10.00 pm."

She was not complaining, but there was some grievance and loneliness in her words.

Lingye was slightly stunned. He reached out to rub her fluffy hair. "Recently, I have had a lot of work.

There are always many dinners with clients at the end of the year."

Tongrui nodded. He wondered if she was satisfied with the explanation.

Lingye drank again at night, and he felt a little dizzy. He said softly, "Go to bed first. I'll take a bath."

He got up while Tongrui held his hand tightly.

Lingye looked at her. She did not look at him but asked softly, "Are the women at the dinner pretty?"

He could hear her trembling and panic when he listened carefully.

Lingye suddenly chuckled. He looked at her tender neck and answered, "Of course, they're pretty. We

never have dinner with ugly women to affect our appetite."

When he finished speaking, he felt Tongrui pinch his hand harder, and her fingertips even wanted to dig

into his palm.

She looked fierce, like an irritated lion cub who wanted to bite him but did not dare to.

Lingye's gloomy mood for so many days became much lighter for no reason. He smiled and stared at

her playfully. "Are you trying to pinch my hand off? Don't let me take a bath? Hmm?"