Liáng Yǔ eventually brought both dresses home.

After returning home, I sat on the sofa, watching the busy figure in the kitchen, feeling a bit absent-minded.

Did I misread that moment in the circle of friends?

The phone on the coffee table kept making sounds, the screen lighting up and dimming. It was Liáng Yǔ's phone.

Out of trust, I never asked for the password.

When the dishes were served, the phone finally became quiet.

Liáng Yǔ walked towards me as a call came in on his phone, from his childhood friend.

After hanging up the call, he looked at me with some hesitation.

The call was on speakerphone. His childhood friend had been injured and went to the hospital.

"Go, be careful on the way."

I tried to see a hint of guilt in his eyes, but unfortunately, I failed.

In fact, his departure had signs.

The amount of food on the table was only for one person.

A day ago, he forgot to log out of his WeChat account on my computer.

I had known in advance that he would leave tonight and where he would appear.

When driving halfway, I felt a wave of nausea in my stomach.

Several times, I had to stop by the roadside to rest.

The baby in my belly seemed to be telling me in this way, "Mom, don't go..."

In the far suburbs, a private race track echoed with cheers and occasional explosions.

The big screen closely followed a person. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I knew it was Liáng Yǔ.

At the moment he crossed the finish line, he took off his helmet and smiled mischievously at the camera, a look I had never seen before.

A woman threw herself at him, and he naturally embraced her and kissed her passionately.

After the event, the number of cars in the parking lot gradually decreased, but I just held onto the steering wheel tightly, unwilling to leave.

A car not far away was shaking violently.

"Brother, is she better than me?"

"How can she compare to you? She even finds it cold to warm her hands."

The woman giggled, but her voice was soon shattered by a collision.

I dialed the phone over and over, but no one answered.

Until the distance gradually quieted down, Liáng Yǔ's voice came through the phone.

"Liáng Yǔ, what are you doing now?"

"I was busy paying fees just now, running around and couldn't answer your call. I'm sorry, my wife, I was wrong."

I clenched the phone tightly and stared at him.

Through the darkness, his expression was satisfied, and one of his hands lazily played with the woman's soft long hair.

"Is that so? No wonder your voice sounds a bit breathless."