When Naoko Sakurai returned home, her daughter was watching TV holding a doll she had never seen before.

That person should have bought it for her...

When she thought of him, the woman's heart trembled and she hurriedly shook her head.

Can't think about it!

"Lei, Leizi, where is Azheng? I just saw him come back."

Sakurai Ruiko looked back at her mother, then pointed to her bedroom and said, "Dad locked himself in the bedroom when he came back."

"oh."

Sakurai Ruiko nodded and walked into the bedroom.

However, when Sakurai saw his wife coming in, he stood up in a hurry.

His face looked a little unnatural.

Sakurai Ruiko didn't care about her husband's strangeness, she was entirely focused on what she was going to say next.

"Azheng, I have something I want to discuss with you..."

Sakurai was forcing a smile.

"What's up?"

Sakurai Naoko held her hands together and rubbed them unconsciously.

She hesitated for a while and then said: "I, I think, I don't want to go to work anymore. I'm so tired... I don't want to leave home anymore. Azheng, is that okay?"

Sakurai patted his chest without thinking.

"Of course. This time, I got a lot of bonuses, you can spend them as you like!"

Sakurai Naoko rolled her eyes at him and cursed: "What are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"

The man scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hey..."

The woman took a deep breath before telling the most important thing.

"Azheng, you are usually away from home at work, and Leizi needs to study. I am at home, very bored. So... can, can... we, and have a child to accompany me..."

At this moment, Sakurai Naoko's soft face looked very attractive with a faint blush.

But Sakurai Masaru's expression suddenly became stiff.

Sensing that her husband's reaction was wrong, Sakurai Naoko was a little surprised.

She asked in confusion: "What, what's wrong?"

Looking at his wife, who was as beautiful as ever, Sakurai felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

His lips trembled, and he asked tremblingly: "Zao, Naoko, can you, can you not have children..."

Upon hearing this, Naoko Sakurai panicked instantly.

She took two steps forward, grabbed her husband's arm, and asked anxiously: "What? Why?! Don't you like children? Don't you always say you want another child? Why?!"

Sakurai closed her eyes in pain.

"Because of the injury last time, I now...have nothing to do..."

Sakurai Naoko was stunned for a moment.

She slowly let go of her husband's arm.

Plop!

The woman slumped on the ground helplessly, unable to get up for a long time.

Sakurai was about to help his wife up, but when he thought about this, he became discouraged.

He lowered his head and walked out of the room silently.

...

Sakurai Naoko didn't know when she lay on the bed.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, her expression dull and her eyes empty.

During this period, her husband came in, took the blanket and walked out again, but she remained indifferent.

What should we do in the future?

How long will it take to hide it next?

The woman raised her palm and placed it under the light. She quietly looked at the transparent bright red color on the edge of her palm as the light passed through it. Then she covered her face with her palm.

In the end, what should we do?

Suddenly, she sat up suddenly.

【If you encounter any difficulties, please call this number.】

She remembered Uehara Jiyue's words.

Sakurai Naoko hurriedly found the hidden note in the clothes thrown on the ground.

When she was about to make a call, she locked the door again, then hid in the corner of the bed and quietly called the number on the note.

beep--

beep--

beep--

The woman is very scared now.

I'm afraid that no one will pick up, but I'm also afraid that someone will pick up.

"Mrs. Sakurai? No, should I say, Mrs. Naoko?"

A nice voice rang from the phone.

She didn't understand why the woman on the phone called her by her first name, but Sakurai Naoko didn't care.

"Yes, it's me."

"Tomorrow morning, dress up well. I will send you the address. Remember, dress up well."

"etc......"

beep!

beep!

beep!

Hearing the sound of the phone hanging up, Sakurai Naoko slowly put down the phone.

what!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

"Mom, are you in there? Did you quarrel with Dad? Why is the door locked?" The daughter's voice came from outside the door.

Naoko Sakurai rubbed her face vigorously before opening the door.

Seeing her mother come out, Sakurai Ruiko asked in confusion: "Mom, why did you lock yourself in the room? Did dad make you angry?"

Sakurai Naoko rubbed her hair: "No. Azheng drank alcohol today and didn't want me to smell like alcohol."

"Oh..." The girl turned to look at her father, "Dad, you are really gentle. You are obviously fierce."

Sakurai scratched his head, smiled sheepishly at his daughter, and then lowered his head.

He didn't have the courage to look into his wife's gentle eyes.

...

Tonight, Sakurai was tossing and turning on the sofa in the living room, and it took a long time before he fell asleep.

...

The next morning, when the man woke up, his wife was in the kitchen preparing breakfast as usual.

If it had been before, he would have sneaked up behind her, hugged her suddenly, startled her, and then she lightly punched her chest twice with her fist.

But today, he just went to wash up quietly.

After washing up and returning to the dining table, Naoko Sakurai smiled softly at him and said, "Zheng, hurry up and eat. You'll be late for a while."

Sakurai was nodding his head.

"Okay, okay..."

He didn't even ask where his daughter had gone.

...
To be continued...