Unknowingly, Fang Zhiqiang had fallen asleep. A good sleep during this period was considered a luxury for Fang Zhiqiang. He lay on the soft bed and quickly fell asleep.

However, Li Xiaoxiao couldn't sleep no matter what. Listening to Fang Zhiqiang's breathing that was gradually losing control, she finally turned her head and looked at Fang Zhiqiang's familiar profile face in the dim light.

After looking at it for a long time, she couldn't help but slowly stretched out her slender palm, wanting to gently touch Fang Zhiqiang's cheek. Even feeling the stubble that pricked her hand could make her feel that everything was going on right now.

It's true, Fang Zhiqiang is by his side, he still belongs to him, he still loves him, and their married life is still very happy.

Of course, these are just hints she gave herself in her heart. In fact, if all this is true, why would she still hint to herself like this?

In the end, Li Xiaoxiao resisted. She did not stretch out her palm or touch the side of Fang Zhiqiang's face. She just kept watching quietly, as if she could see the past and what they had experienced.

Everything is the same.

Deep in Li Xiaoxiao's heart, their previous experiences cannot be forgotten at all, let alone erased. Every scene seems to have happened yesterday when he thinks of it. But why, everything is exactly the same as before, but only

Is your heart different?

The new year has passed, winter is gradually disappearing like wild geese returning south, and spring is coming quietly.

The night wind outside the window, although still biting, has become more gentle and less cold.

The gradually sprouting branches also announce the departure of winter and the arrival of spring.

Everything has reached the season of recovery, but the hearts of Fang Zhiqiang and Li Xiaoxiao are just like the winter that has gone away, and they will never be the same again.

With questions in her heart, Li Xiaoxiao gradually fell into a deep sleep, and placed her palms next to Fang Zhiqiang's body with nowhere to rest, but throughout the night, she never touched Fang Zhiqiang's skin.

Fang Zhiqiang is usually a good sleeper. He fell asleep at two o'clock last night and had to sleep until about ten o'clock before he woke up naturally.

But for some reason today, when Fang Zhiqiang woke up, it was dark outside. He turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping soundly. Fang Zhiqiang gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After coming back from the bathroom, Fang Zhiqiang looked at Li Xiaoxiao's quiet cheeks, as if the sweet years in the past had passed away, but they did not leave any traces on her face.

However, her cheeks have not changed, but now they look like they have no trace of what they once were.

"What on earth is going on?" Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.

He shook his head hard, and then walked to the bathroom again, ready to wash up.

When Fang Zhiqiang walked out of the bedroom door, Li Xiaoxiao's tightly closed eyes slowly opened. Looking at the direction Fang Zhiqiang left, Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were dull and showed no emotion.

Yes, she didn't even know what she was thinking at the moment.

The person he loves most is obviously by his side, but he always feels that there is an invisible wall that separates the two of them. Why do two people who were once so close suddenly have such a big change?

Change? What exactly is the problem?

This is a problem that troubles Fang Zhiqiang and Li Xiaoxiao.

After Fang Zhiqiang finished washing, he returned to the room and saw that Li Xiaoxiao still had her eyes closed. He did not wake her up. Although there were too many doubts in his heart that he wanted to solve, and although he had many things to say to Li Xiaoxiao at the moment,

But he still didn't speak after all.

But it wasn't time to go to work yet, but Fang Zhiqiang packed up and went downstairs.

He did not go to the group immediately and wandered around downstairs.

It's dawn now, and the rising sun in the distance dyes the sky a bright red color. Looking through the treetops in the community, the bright red color is torn apart.

Feeling the cold wind in the morning, Fang Zhiqiang rubbed his arms, and suddenly heard the sound of an iron door opening next to him.

Fang Zhiqiang then turned around and looked over, finding that it was the owner of a canteen in the community who opened the door.

Fang Zhiqiang walked over and said, "It's so early today!"

"It's just the Chinese New Year. I don't have anything to do. I just wanted to open the door early. Everyone should have a lot of things to buy!" the owner of the canteen said very kindly.

Fang Zhiqiang nodded and walked into the canteen.

"What do you want?" The owner of the canteen looked at Fang Zhiqiang with bright eyes and said.

Fang Zhiqiang is considered a celebrity in this community. When it comes to Mingda, everyone knows Fang Zhiqiang. Mingda has become famous recently, and Fang Zhiqiang has naturally become a household name.

Everyone in the entire community knows that Fang Zhiqiang's father-in-law is from this community, so Fang Zhiqiang often runs here.

"Let's pack cigarettes." Fang Zhiqiang looked at the boss with a smile and said softly.

"Cigarettes? Don't you don't smoke?" The owner of the canteen looked at Fang Zhiqiang in surprise and said in a very confused tone.

"Bought for someone else." Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, deliberately pretending to be nonchalant, and said casually.

"Oh..." However, the owner of the canteen still looked confused. With Fang Zhiqiang's status, who could actually let him come to help buy cigarettes in person?

But the boss did not continue to ask, and then asked again: "What cigarettes do you want?"

"Whatever." Fang Zhiqiang said casually again.

The boss immediately became more confused. He looked up at Fang Zhiqiang again, then quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from the counter and handed it to Fang Zhiqiang without asking any more questions.

The boss had obviously sensed something. If he was buying cigarettes for someone else, how could he be doing it casually?

And he could also see that Fang Zhiqiang was in a bad mood at the moment, but he also knew that it was not appropriate for him to ask more questions.

Holding a pack of cigarettes, Fang Zhiqiang walked out, walked to the parking lot, sat in his car, tore open the package of cigarettes, and read the message on the package: 'Smoking is harmful to health.'

Fang Zhiqiang smiled. This sentence used to be his motto, but now he sees it again, it has a different feeling.

He took out a cigarette and lit it with a move that was no longer so familiar. As the smoke rose, Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but cough.

I haven't smelled this smell for a long time, and now my body has begun to reject it.

Put the cigarette holder into your mouth, take a long puff, and the thick smoke will gradually enter your lungs along the throat.

There was a "buzzing" feeling in my head immediately. I have to say that tobacco is really a magical thing. It seems to be able to numb the human brain.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Zhiqiang felt a violent protest in his lungs, and his whole body seemed to start to feel hot.

"Ahem!"

After coughing twice, the feeling still did not weaken at all. Fang Zhiqiang looked at the familiar cigarette, but he didn't want to take another puff.

The car was suddenly filled with smoke. Smelling the pungent smell, Fang Zhiqiang opened the car window, threw the cigarette he had just taken a puff out of the window, and at the same time turned on the air conditioner again, trying to quickly eliminate all the smoke in the car.

Scatter out.

After a while, Fang Zhiqiang's dry throat relaxed a little. Looking at the cigarette case in his hand again, Fang Zhiqiang's eyes suddenly became blurred.

Cigarettes have been with me for several years. Back then, I really felt that they were a good thing. When I was depressed and irritable, I would take a puff and my whole body would feel much better.

When you are tired and exhausted, take a puff and it will seem like all the fatigue will dissipate.

The cigarette is still the cigarette it once was, but I am no longer the same person I once was.

I used to be addicted to cigarettes, but now I can no longer stand its pungent smell.

Could it be that, just like a relationship, it can undergo huge changes after a long enough period of time?

I have quit smoking for so long, and now I can no longer adapt to its taste.

It's as if I haven't devoted myself to a relationship for a long time, but now when I come into contact with a relationship again, I am already at a loss?

Fang Zhiqiang thought this in his heart, and couldn't help but become confused again. Is it his feelings that have changed, or his own heart?

‘Smoking is harmful to health’.

‘Emotions are the most poisonous medicine’.

Every golden sentence that had ever been on his lips appeared in front of Fang Zhiqiang’s eyes.

I used to just treat these words as a joke. After all, they were just chicken soup for the soul without any meaning.

But looking back now, it turns out that the birth of every golden sentence was summed up by countless forerunners after countless lessons!

In a word, as long as it exists, there must be a reason for its existence!

The more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became. Fang Zhiqiang shook his head hard, and at this moment, the phone rang again.

It was Bi Luochun who called.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at the time. It was not yet seven o'clock. Fang Zhiqiang immediately rubbed his eyes and answered the phone.

"Qiangzi, we got six of them last night. After my careful observation, there should be no big problem. Lawyer Wang and the others can be dispatched!"

Bi Luochun's voice was not loud, as if he was afraid that others would hear him, and whispered to Fang Zhiqiang.
Chapter completed!