Dear President, take it easy

In front of the royal blue Lamborghini, a black Buick commercial vehicle slowly stopped.

Inside the car, Su Qingcheng glanced at Ou Xiangbei who was squinting at them, then turned to look at Zhou Chuyu, and asked, "Do you want me to get out of the car with you?"

"No need." Zhou Chuyu shook his head resolutely...

She didn't want these two to fight again because of her.

Su Qingcheng nodded when he heard the words, but didn't say anything.

"Okay, I'm getting out of the car." With that said, Zhou Chuyu got out of the car...

After getting out of the car, Zhou Chuyu glanced at Ou Xiangbei who was leaning quietly on the lamppost, then turned around and waved to Su Qingcheng.

It wasn't until the black Buick commercial vehicle disappeared from her sight that she took a deep breath and turned around.

Ou Xiangbei still maintained the original posture, stood on the spot, looked at her, and moved his lips: "Honey, you are back."

There was indescribable loneliness and helplessness in his eyes.

Zhou Chuyu's heart tightened, and he said, "Well, why are you standing here if you don't go home so late?"

Even though it is spring now, the night is still extremely cold. Doesn't it feel cold for him to wear such thin clothes?

He looked at her quietly, slowly stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets, took a step towards her, and said, "I'll wait for you here."

"Ou Xiangbei..."

"Honey, I'm really cold, let me hug you." While speaking, he waved his long arms and hugged her tightly.

A familiar smell came to his nostrils, making him satisfied for a while.

He hugged her tightly, afraid that she would push him away.

"Ou Xiangbei, let go!" She pressed her hands against his chest, struggling continuously, and said.

He turned a deaf ear and still hugged her tightly.

"It's so warm. Wife, I didn't realize how much I cared about you until you left me. If, if I could realize it earlier, I think, the relationship between us would never be what it is now, and neither will I. As for being like now, I live in self-blame and suffering every day."

Because of the cold wind blowing for too long, his voice was a little hoarse at this moment.

His words once again touched the softest part of her heart.

She frowned, her eye circles were reddish, she stopped struggling, and moved her lips: "There are no ifs in this world, only results and consequences."

Hearing this, he let out a long sigh and stopped talking.

After hugging her for a long time, he slowly released her and said, "Can I ask you for a cup of hot tea to warm me up? My wife..."

"It's late, I want to rest, you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was blocked by his fingers.

"Honey, let's not talk about other things, let's at least be friends. My friend has been waiting for you all afternoon and one night to ask you for a cup of hot tea. Isn't it wrong for you to refuse?"

Zhou Chuyu frowned, and then pushed his fingers away from his lips.

Turning around, walked to the door, opened the door, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said, "Come in."

Ou Xiangbei was overjoyed, and a satisfied grin immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The two entered the gate one after the other.

Passing through the not too big yard, the two of them walked to the inner door.

Opening the door, a warm feeling came over my face, which made me feel comfortable.

He entered the room first, put on his slippers, walked quickly to the coffee table in the living room, and sat down naturally and casually...

"You sit down first, I'll make you tea." Zhou Chuyu glanced at him and quickly walked into the kitchen.

After looking around, Ou Xiangbei crossed his slender legs and waited quietly for Zhou Chuyu's hot tea.

Soon, Zhou Chuyu walked carefully to his side with a cup of tranquilizing tea, bent down, and gracefully put down the teacup.

Then, she sat down in front of him...

After Ou Xiangbei glanced at her, he reached out to pick up the teacup, and said, "Why not green tea. I prefer green tea."

"Drinking green tea at night, aren't you afraid you won't be able to sleep? Drink it to soothe your nerves."

She is still, as always, considerate.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, moved the teacup to the tip of his nose, took a sip of the light yellow liquid, and said, "It tastes good."

After watching him drink a whole cup of tea, she glanced at the watch on her wrist again...

"It's past eleven o'clock, and you've finished your tea, it's time to go home," Zhou Chuyu said.

Ou Xiangbei put down the empty cup, got up, walked to her side and sat down.

Stretching out his hand, he naturally embraced her slender willow waist, leaned his head lightly on her shoulder, and said, "Don't be in a hurry to issue an order to evict guests, let me sit with you for a while. How long has it been since we sat alone like this?" Together?"

In the breath, the familiar breath made her frown again.

She closed her eyes lightly, stretched out her hand, and pushed her head away from her shoulder. Then, she quickly got up, looked at him, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, don't move your hands."

He stretched out his finger, moved it to his lips, made a 'shh' gesture, and said: "Okay, I won't move my hands or feet, you sit down and talk to me."

She glanced at him helplessly, walked across to him, and sat down...

"Do you know? Since you left me, my world has become black and white. When you turned around, you took away all the beautiful colors in my world. Every moment in the dead of night, I will feel the pain of my heart." I was tortured to wake up, and after waking up, my hands would unconsciously touch the empty half of the bed beside me.

He said every word seriously, and there was no trace of falsehood in his eyes.

Seeing his sincere eyes, listening to every word he said, her heart throbbed again...

"Sometimes, when I can't sleep at night, I will unconsciously think about our past. From the time we went to school to our divorce, scenes and scenes always come to my mind. Only then did I realize that the former self was Such a jerk, such an under-pump."

"The thing I, Ou Xiangbei, regret most in my life is that I didn't cherish that woman named Zhou Chuyu."

"If I could go back in time, I would never be the bastard I used to be..."

At the end, his tears welled up involuntarily...

His tears, his words, once again opened the locked memory box in Zhou Chuyu's heart.

"Ou Xiangbei, as I said, there are no ifs in this world, only results and consequences." Zhou Chuyu smiled wryly, looked at him, and said.

"Zhou Chuyu, can you give me a regret medicine? Can you please save me..." He stood up, walked to Zhou Chuyu's side on his slender legs, knelt down on one knee, and held her warm body tightly with one hand. hands, said.

"I'm sorry, I can't." She coldly pushed his hand away, lowered her eyebrows, and said.

There are too many things between them.

It is impossible to go back to the past.

As early as the moment when the child was aborted, her heart for him was completely dead...

The pain he brought to her is still in her heart, and she will never forget it.

The expected answer still caused Ou Xiangbei's heart to throb...

"It doesn't matter, I will continue to work hard and try to open your heart again." He stood up, frowned, and said.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go." Zhou Chuyu said without looking at him, with his head down.

"Well... then I'm leaving, wife, good night. You don't need to come out to see me off, it's cold outside."

With that said, Ou Xiangbei turned around and left quickly...

It wasn't until he disappeared from his sight that Zhou Chuyu came back to his senses, got up, and went upstairs quickly...

After Ou Xiangbei went out of the gate, he sat weakly at the door.

Leaning his head against the wall, he took out a cigarette from his pocket cigarette case and lit it...

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, quietly looked at the starry sky above his head, and elegantly exhaled smoke rings.

The night was cold, but not as cold as his heart.

"Zhou Chuyu, what do I have to do so that you can come back to me again..." As he spoke, he brought the cigarette to his lips again and took a deep breath...

Ou Xiangbei sat by the door for a long time.

I don't know if it was the calming tea or the nicotine, but he actually fell into a deep sleep...

The next day, Zhou Chuyu opened the door and saw Ou Xiangbei trembling against the wall.

At this moment, his face was pale, like a seriously ill child who had been homeless for a long time.

She immediately squatted down, stretched out her hand, touched his hot forehead, kept shaking him, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, wake up, you are stupid, why are you sleeping here?"

Her voice awakened the sleeping Ou Xiangbei.

He opened his eyes weakly, his pale lips curled up in a contented arc, and said, "Honey, are you caring about me? I sat here too late last night, and then I fell asleep unconsciously." , can you go into the house, I'm so cold."

As he spoke, he shivered unconsciously again, his teeth were still fighting.

"Come on, I'll help you up, be careful."

After Zhou Chuyu pulled him up with difficulty, he supported him and walked towards the door step by step.

in the bedroom.

After putting the shivering Ou Xiangbei on the bed, Zhou Chuyu covered him with a quilt.

"Honey, do you have antipyretics? Just give me one." He said weakly, his voice extremely hoarse.

"Yes..." With that said, Zhou Chuyu took out a bottle of antipyretics from the drawer of the bedside table, then walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of warm water.

After putting the pill in his mouth, she held the water glass in one hand, slowly helped him up with the other, and carefully brought the mouth of the glass to his lips.

After feeding him the medicine, Zhou Chuyu slowly put the water glass on the bedside table.

Then, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said, "I'll call the vice president of your hospital and ask him to send a doctor to give you a fever-reducing injection."

"Cough cough cough..." Ou Xiangbei coughed lightly, slowly closed his heavy eyelids, and did not respond to her words.

When the doctor came, he simply gave Ou Xiangbei a fever-reducing injection, and then left.

And Zhou Chuyu went into the kitchen to cook rice porridge for Ou Xiangbei.

Only the sleeping Ou Xiangbei was left in the huge room.

after an hour.

When Zhou Chuyu entered the bedroom with the cooked porridge, Ou Xiangbei had already woken up...

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