Dressed As the President’s First Love

Tang Mi looked out the window.

When I left Paris, it was still drizzling and the spring was very cold. I wore a cardigan and it was too cold. I crossed most of the earth and returned to the North City. Not only was there no rain, but the air was still hot, and summer came early. Bipolar.

She wiped her hair and sat down at the table.

Take the essence of water and milk for daily maintenance.

Mother Tang knocked on the door and brought a glass of milk:

"Kitten, go to bed after drinking."

"Thank you mom."

Tang Mi responded with a grin.

I took the milk, held it in my hand, and drank it slowly. The warm milk was swallowed, and all the dappled troubles were immediately forgotten.

Climbing on the bed, practicing handstands, pulling hamstrings, worrying about the end before going to bed, took the ipad from the table and swiped the net.

At this time, online public opinion was unprecedentedly friendly to her.

Especially after the previous cooperation partners appeared one after another, liking her latest Weibo on the show, it also derived a saying-everyone loves Mary Tang.

I have to say that this is a great compliment for any woman, and it can make people's vanity extremely inflated.

Don Mi swelled beautifully for a while before going to bed.

Maybe it was because of the jet lag during the day that I slept too much. At this time, I wanted to fall asleep, but couldn't fall asleep.

After finally falling asleep, after squinting for a while, the phone by the pillow dinged again.

Tang Mi opened her eyes and couldn't sleep anymore.

The curtains were really drawn, except for the mobile phone screen that lit up again next to the pillow, and the whole room didn't let in any light.

Tang Mi got up with resignation, reached out his hand and took a look at the phone. There was an unfamiliar number with only two short words:

【come out. 】

Where's the idiot.

Tang Mi pressed the screen off, closed his eyes, and wanted to go to bed again, when the phone rang again.

[I'm outside your door. 】

Tang Mi squinted at the line of words for a while, suddenly realized something, and opened her eyes suddenly: Isn't it what she thought?

[This is Cheng Hao. 】

The opposite party belatedly gave a prompt.

Tang Mi snorted coldly, pressed the screen off, closed her eyes for a while, after all she got up, the phone dinged twice, and two messages came in in succession.

She couldn't help but glanced.

[I know you are awake, you just logged in to Weibo. 】

[If I don’t come out for five minutes, I will ring the doorbell. 】

NS!

By now, even Tang Mi couldn't help swearing foul language.

Thinking of the parents who were still sleeping in the guest room, Tang Mi still got up and looked in the mirror, except that her hair was messed up in sleep, everything else was fine.

He combed his hair, put on a sweater, and ran down.

The living room, even the guest room, was quiet, without a single fire.

Both parents are asleep.

Tang Mi sighed with a guilty conscience, and walked to the door on tiptoe, before opening the door, she was dragged out.

The man seemed to walk through the wind, rain, and snow, and her body was frozen like a piece of ice. She was carried out by the cold, and she fell straight into his hard chest.

Familiar breath.

"Cheng Hao?"

Cheng Hao didn't answer her.

A pair of arms tightened her into her arms like iron tongs, without saying a word, only a sound in the ear was better than a rough gasp.

Tang Mi earned, but didn't.

On the contrary, the door behind him stretched out his hand and gently closed it.

"Cheng Hao! You let me go!"

Tang Mi was annoyed.

But this annoyance was also frightened away by the drops of water in the neck.

She was startled:

"you……"

I want to move, but the back of my head is firmly pressed.

The nose was full of his breath, cold, mixed with the smell of aftershave. Tang Mi clearly remembered that she had chosen this brand for him when they lived together. He didn't expect to use it all the time.

"do not move."

Cheng Hao's voice was rough and hoarse: "Just let me hold it for a while."

Don Mi didn't move anymore.

"You know you are like this, I can sue you for sexual harassment, right?"

"Well, go to sue."

Cheng Hao's urn was authentic, but his hands held her tightly, as if he was about to embed her in his body, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Tang Mi has nothing to say.

The voice-activated light in the corridor went out again with a "slap".

Cheng Hao was finally willing to let go of her. In the faint darkness, the moonlight fell obliquely through the glass, and fell into his deep eyes. The dark eyeballs were soaked with moisture, on the bridge of the nose and the peak of the eyebrows. Under the shadow of the sky, I can’t really see it.

"you……"

The voice-activated light "slapped" and turned on again.

Tang Mi saw Cheng Hao's face clearly.

An exceptionally handsome face.

The skin is very white and the nose is very stiff, but those beautiful eyes seem to wrap up heavy sadness after heavy sadness, which is too thick to dissolve, unsolvable sadness.

"what happened?"

Tang Mi stood a little behind, but unexpectedly the man in front of him deceived him, holding her in his arms with his long arms, taking advantage of a man's innate advantage.

Knocked her chin on her shoulder, there was an endless sentence:

"I know it all."

"What do you know?"

"The past."

Tang Mi was stunned and realized what he was saying, "You mean..."

"sorry."

Cheng Hao's voice was low, "I'm sorry."

He held her face and tried to touch her lips, but Tang Mi turned aside.

"we broke up."

Cheng Hao did not hear:

"I didn't even notice--"

Tang Mi interrupted him abruptly:

"The happening and ending of this incident has nothing to do with you. You don't have to substitute yourself and be overly guilty."

Cheng Hao shook his head:

"How could it be okay?"

"We had a child. I am the child's father. You are just disappointed in me—"

"No, it's not."

Tang Mi pushed him away smoothly this time, "Find a place, and it's okay." Then he turned to Cheng Hao's apartment first, entered the password skillfully, and, as expected, didn't change it.

The door "ding dong" and the lock opened.

Tang Mi pushed the door in.

Cheng Hao followed her silently, never saying a word.

It was no different from the last time I left. The green radish on the balcony was still alive, and the leaves were dripping green, waving to her brazenly.

Tang Mi sat on the sofa in the living room.

Cheng Hao sat across from her properly this time, placing both hands on his knees, like a good child who listened carefully.

"Actually, you don't have to feel guilty."

Tang Mi looked straight at him, "Every time you do, you take preventive measures seriously. The arrival of the child is an accident."

Cheng Hao's eyes were bent, his eyes were all gentle.

Tang Mi felt that such Cheng Hao was strange and familiar.

It seemed that He Haozheng, who had been so obedient to her before, was back, and it didn't feel good.

"Even if—"

It is not easy for her to say such a thing, Tang Mi pursed her mouth, and said with difficulty: "Even if I know one step in advance, I...may not choose to give birth to the child."

"I know I know."

Cheng Hao got up and sat next to her, gently stroking her long hair with his hand. If he were replaced by a young He Haozheng, he might not understand her choice at the time, but now he understands everything.

Life is not easy.

Others look at him as if everything is easy, but only he himself understands that all of this is hard-won. In the school days when nothing is guaranteed, a child is an overly heavy burden.

"Maybe the child knew my thoughts in advance and left first."

Tang Mi said lightly, not sounding very sad.