Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Trying his best to raise a gentle smile, he said in a low voice with a magnetic and mellow voice: "Wanqing, I'll take you for a ride by bike, are you happy?!"

He always remembered that she had told him before that when he fell in love with her, the three things he wanted to do the most were: ride her by bicycle; walk with her hand in hand at sunset; and have a son and a daughter with her.

The last wish, this life is hopeless.

However, he could really do the first two for her.

The whole day, Yang Mifan rode a bicycle, driving her through the streets and alleys of G City.

On the street, there were people coming and going, and it was very lively. Admire Fan always kept a charming and handsome smile on his mouth, but he felt like a lonely ghost with no roots, he could only wander around aimlessly and sway.

Yang Mufan drove her through the street full of sycamore trees, the golden sunshine in the afternoon was cut to pieces by the swaying leaves, and the stars fell on him and Mu Wanqing, just like the tears of the sun...

With a "creak", Yang Mufan suddenly squeezed the brakes.

With a stiff face, he turned his head to look at the biggest sycamore tree on the side of the street.

Turning the front of the car around, he rode slowly, and then braked again in front of the tree.

The white flowers were cut into pieces of sunlight, shaking and shaking in front of his eyes, shaking his eyes to a vast expanse of whiteness.

In a trance, he seemed to see Mu Wanqing, who was 16 years old, and saw him riding Shen Mengxin through this street, with a hunched and thin body, lying on the tree trunk and crying heartbroken.

Yang Mufan hesitated for a moment, and the moment he came back to his senses, he hugged Mu Wanqing, pressed her to the same position on the tree, and did what he wanted to do most on that day when he was 20 years old: bow his head, close his eyes , Little by little, kiss her lips thinly, densely, tenderly and tenderly, and dry her tears.

Although, the Mu Wanqing in front of her was already "not what she used to be", she was so burned that she couldn't even distinguish her nose and eyes.

However, he still kissed very lingeringly and affectionately.

After the kiss was over, he gasped heavily, and all the scorching breath he exhaled hit Mu Wanqing's face, his chest heaved violently, and his heart was beating wildly.

The heartbeat accelerated, not a heartbeat, but a heartache.

Admire Fan desperately suppressed the pain and sorrow that spread wildly in his heart, like a wounded little animal, uttering a weak and helpless cry, he said: "Wanqing, back then, I should have ignored everything, wanted nothing, as long as You are enough. On that day, I should just jump off the bike and ignore everything..."

That day, he knew that she was hiding behind the plane tree, and that she was crying miserably.

He wanted to throw the car like crazy, ran over to kiss her madly, wanted to dry her tears, kiss after kiss like crazy...

He almost couldn't control his emotions, almost ran towards her, almost told her: "Little Sun, don't cry."

However, he did nothing.

Just carrying Shen Mengxin and walking away...

Then watching her cry, watching her sad, watching her mourn, and slowly savoring what it means: heart like a knife.

**

embankment.

In the evening, the sky is getting dark, and the setting sun is like blood.

Like all the couples who came to watch the sunset, Yang Mufan sat on the bank of the river with Mu Wanqing in his arms, letting her lean in his arms, while his strong and strong arms hugged him gently and forcefully.

Just like all the men who accompany the woman he likes and watch the sunset, he lowered his head, kissed Mu Wanqing's forehead over and over again, and then, in her ear, said the softest, most heartwarming and most touching words of love.

He said, "Mu Wanqing, it turns out that I love you more than I imagined."