A slight cold night breeze blew Song Anqiao’s thoughts through the window. She leaned over the window and closed her eyes, then opened her eyes again.

Cold without temperature sound
Song anqiao dawdled at the window, and the car was suddenly dull. She didn’t care about Chufei’s eyes when she was busy.
He held the steering wheel in his hand, lukewarm and faint. "Have you been cut by a kitchen knife?"
Song anqiao’s eyebrows slightly wrinkled and his head hung low "hmm"
Chu Feiyuan glanced at her faintly. "How to cut it?"
Song anqiao is silent. Now she is in a bad mood and doesn’t want to answer Chu Fei’s question. His four but three words are echoing in her ears.
"I once slipped my hand when I was cooking dinner at home and cutting potatoes."
"When?"
"the fifth grade of primary school"
"fifth grade?" ChuFei far surprised eyes slightly dazed fell on her, so children can cook?
Song Anqiao listened, "Yes, my family is poor, my father has been missing for many years, and my sister has been paralyzed in bed. Children like us have to learn to cook and wash at an early age and share the family. Unlike you, gentlemen and ladies are pampered. It’s nothing for us to do this."
Song anqiao felt a little better after a scratching talk.
Chu Fei’s eyes sank and his lips hooked. "Are you relieved?"
Song anqiao’s flat mouth ignored him and she was uncomfortable. She admitted that she was not worthy of the Chu family, but it was the Chu family who insisted on getting married with her family, not her stick. Why should she be scolded?
"Chu Qiao, she was used to being brought up with a hard temper." Chu Feiyuan gently said, "She doesn’t speak well because she lacks literacy, but you have to get angry because of this. Isn’t that what you got into? You are angry with her. Do you think you are worthwhile?"
Song Anqiao stared at him, and he continued, "She has learned a lesson after being beaten. If you don’t like to meet your in-laws and elders, you can’t go. No one will blame you and I will help you stop it."
Song anqiao stayed for another time, thinking for a long time about the meaning of these words, and I didn’t know whether his words were true or false
Alas, she was so tired. Because of her family and now because of this marriage, she rubbed her eyebrows and thought that she might live in fatigue all her life.
"Take the anti-inflammatory drugs" and go back to the apartment. Chu Feiyuan changed her slippers and told her "I won’t make breakfast tomorrow"
Song anqiao followed him to change his slippers. "Although my hands are numb now, it doesn’t hinder me from doing things."
What she meant was that she could still cook breakfast.
"No" Chu Feiyuan took off his coat and threw himself on the sofa. "You are injured. I don’t want to be misunderstood that I abused you."
Song Anqiao sipped his lips and suddenly felt thirsty. She turned and poured a glass of water before she remembered to ask, "Are you thirsty? Would you like some water? "
Chufei’s head is far from the sofa, his back is closed, his eyes are closed, and his long eyelashes are flashing slightly. His Adam’s apple moves a light "well".
Song anqiao stunned and poured the water in front of him. He would ask softly, "Can I ask you a question?"
Chu Fei said with his eyes closed.
Song anqiao made a draft in his mind. "You were so opposed to this marriage before. What do you disagree with?" And then what did you agree to get married? "
Chu Feiyuan glanced at her with wide eyes. "Is this a problem?"
Song anqiao first one leng and then smiled wryly. These are two questions.
"Can I ask you two?"
"Can’t" ChuFei far rubbed his neck "I can answer you why not divorce"
"What’s that?" Song anqiao asked
"I’m not married. Why divorce?" Chu Fei-yuan answered naturally, but Song Anqiao didn’t listen to Bai.
I don’t know if it’s because of the injury in her hand that Chu Fei is far more patient and says, "Before divorce, you can get divorced after marriage."
Song anqiao suddenly realized that it was illogical for him to divorce before he got married, but it was meaningless for them to get married or not.
"Do you think we can get divorced after a while?" Song Anqiao thought innocently.
Chu Fei was sitting there with a cold face. He could hear that she was excited about the topic of divorce, which made him very unhappy. There were too many women around him, and every woman was looking forward to having sex with him, but Song Anqiao was like an alien, always trying to hide from him.