Dear President, take it easy

The sadness and loss in Ou Xiangbei's eyes instantly twisted Zhou Chuyu's heart into a rope.

Zhou Chuyu's cold and firm eyes, like a knife, pierced Ou Xiangbei's heart mercilessly.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that his heart was bleeding.

Every cell in the body seemed to be screaming for pain crazily.

"The truth? Do you think I'm annoying? My wife... I want to listen to the truth."

"Yes. You are really annoying, Ou Xiangbei!" Zhou Chuyu said heartlessly, the hands hanging by his sides gradually stretched out behind him, and then they were tightly clenched.

The slender nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, which was a heart-rending pain.

"Really?" Ou Xiangbei asked again, a pair of lost eyes fixed on her cold eyes.

He really wanted to find a glint in it, but he couldn't find it at all.

"That's right, sincerely! Don't disturb me and Qingcheng's life anymore, thank you! If you continue like this, I'm afraid you and I won't even be friends!" Zhou Chuyu took a deep breath and said firmly talking.

"..." Ou Xiangbei fell silent.

After lowering his head, he bit his inner lip hard, and said, "Okay, I get it, I won't bother you again."

The tide of despair surged in and swallowed him mercilessly.

Hearing Ou Xiangbei's words, Zhou Chuyu's eyes dimmed for a second before returning to their original color.

She raised the corner of her mouth stubbornly, looked at Ou Xiangbei who seemed to have lost all three souls and seven souls, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, thank you!"

Ou Xiangbei didn't say a word. After giving Su Qingcheng a cold look, he lowered his head and walked out of the ward step by step.

After the door of the ward was closed, Zhou Chuyu's tears burst into tears.

"I know, you can't bear him. I also know that what you told him is a lie." He said softly, his eyes gradually drooped, and his heart trembled slightly because of his words.

"..." Zhou Chuyu was silent, his eyes were lightly closed, and his body trembled slightly.

"If...if doing this really hurts you too much, why don't we get married for now. I..." Su Qingcheng said hesitantly.

Hearing Su Qingcheng's words, Zhou Chuyu immediately opened his eyes.He forced a smile and said: "Qingcheng, since I have agreed to marry you, then I will not go back on my word. Don't worry, after I marry you, I will be single-minded and completely forget about Ou Xiangbei."

"Okay..." Su Qingcheng nodded.

After Ou Xiangbei came out of the hospital, Ou Xiangbei drove to the <Mystery> bar.

In the deserted hall, Ou Xiangbei was sitting alone in front of the bar drinking foreign wine, his body was gloomy, and he no longer had the look of the past.

After drinking a bottle of wine, his head began to feel a little dizzy.

He smiled wryly, picked up another bottle of wine, and blew directly on the bottle.

Lu Li's light hit his eyes, making the sadness in his eyes very clear.

After drinking another half bottle of wine, he put down the bottle heavily.

Close your eyes, Zhou Chuyu's eyes linger in your mind like a curse...

They really can't go back.

In the end, he still lost to Su Qingcheng, and he lost completely.

"Heh...heh...heh..." He smiled wryly, but he wanted to cry without tears.

Holding the wine bottle in one hand and propping his chin in the other, he leaned weakly against the bar, his heart seemed to be torn into pieces.

After sitting for a long time, he staggered down the bar chair, supported his drowsy head, and staggered out the door...

It was raining outside, and the sky was covered with clouds, just like Ou Xiangbei's mood at the moment.

Standing under the eaves of the gate, reaching out to catch a few drops of rain, he stepped into the rain with a cold face.

The raindrops the size of beans hit his body, and in an instant, he woke up a lot,

Listlessly crossing the busy road, he sat quietly under the roadside tree...

Looking at the people and cars coming and going, he felt like someone abandoned by this world, extremely lonely,

Rainwater permeated his body bit by bit from the gaps in the leaves, but he didn't feel cold at all.

After sitting for a long time, until his body was soaked, he didn't get up until he was half sober, walked straight to the opposite side of the road, drove his own car, and left quickly...

The feeling of scratching his heart and lungs was almost tortured, and he was almost out of breath.

It was evening when I returned home again.

Pushing open the door, he glanced at the wet yard and the plants and trees that Zhou Chuyu had planted by himself in the yard. He took a long breath, walked quickly to the inner door, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Xin Qing rushed to the door, seeing Ou Xiangbei who was in a mess like a drowned rat, her heart ached.

"Son... have you been drinking? Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol? Even if Chu Yu doesn't want you, you can't torture yourself like this... Even if it's summer, people who are exposed to rain like this will get sick, let alone Spring, come in quickly, let's change clothes..." Xin Qing said nervously.

After glancing at Xin Qing, Ou Xiangbei didn't say anything, just lowered his head, entered the door in a daze, and went upstairs without changing his shoes...

Xin Qing followed him like ants on a hot pot, and followed him all the way to the door of the master bedroom.

"Son, go in and change your clothes, I'll go down and cook for you. Huh?"

"..." Ou Xiangbei nodded silently, and then entered the door.

After closing the door, Ou Xiangbei quietly leaned against the door panel, looking at the same bedroom in front of him, his heart ached again.

The so-called right and wrong, is talking about this feeling.

After looking around, he fixed on Zhou Chuyu's dressing table.

Looking at the delicate dressing table like this, he seemed to still be able to see Zhou Chuyu dressing quietly...

After regaining consciousness, he walked to the dressing table and looked at his pale face in the mirror. Ou Xiangbei's fist hit the mirror mercilessly, cracking like an earthquake in the visible mirror.

The bright red liquid seeped out bit by bit from the clenched fist, leaving shocking bloodstains on the mirror.

Looking at his bloody hand, Ou Xiangbei just smiled wryly and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it.

The shattered mirror reflected his loss.

After stroking his wet black hair, he just sat there like a puppet.

An hour later, his feet were already covered with cigarette butts and stained with blood.

The entire room has also been stained gray by the smoke.

The hand hanging on the side was still bleeding out.

"Crack..." The sound of pushing the door cut through the frustration in the room.

But Ou Xiangbei continued to lean on the chair and smoke as if he couldn't hear him.

Seeing Ou Xiangbei's bleeding hand, Xin Qing immediately stepped forward, beat him on the shoulder, looked at the pile of cigarette butts under his feet, and said, "I told you to go into the room to change clothes, not for you Self-mutilation! Son, don’t be like this, okay? In our family, you are the only seedling, if you torture yourself to death, what do you ask me and your father to do?”

"Mom...Chu Yu really doesn't want me anymore, really doesn't want me anymore... Tell me, what should I do, how should I live without her!" Ou Xiangbei leaned helplessly on Xin Qing's body. , her dripping hair clings to her little moon, her face is full of decadence.

"Son, you won't be without her, I'll help you beg her, I'll kneel down and beg her, beg her to come back to you, I believe, she will definitely come back, come on, let's treat the wound first, beware of infection " At the end, tears blurred Xin Qing's vision again.

Ou Xiangbei was her only son, and seeing him hurt her heart even more than he did.

"Hehe, she won't look back, Mom, do you know, she said she was bothering me...hehe, she said she was bothering me...the woman who has loved and guarded me for ten years now says she is bothering me .Mom, do you think I am a sinner? I have to wait until I lose it before I know how to cherish it."

"Son, maybe Chu Yu's words are angry. Come on, let's bandage the wound first..." After saying that, Xin Qing let go of Ou Xiangbei, wiped away her tears, and walked quickly to the bedside cabinet. Take out the big medicine box.

After quickly moving the medicine box under Ou Xiangbei's blood-stained feet, she grabbed Ou Xiangbei's hand distressedly, and carefully removed the dregs of his neck from the wound with tweezers.

The tweezers poked into the wound, but Ou Xiangbei didn't respond at all, but Xin Qing was already in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

After cleaning up the glass scum, Xin Qing disinfected and applied medicine to his wound.

After bandaging the wound, Xin Qing quickly closed the lid of the first aid kit, then got up and touched Ou Xiangbei's wet clothes, and said, "Son, change your clothes, don't catch a cold, mom, please, okay?" ?”

Ou Xiangbei didn't speak, but nodded obediently, got up, and walked quickly into the cloakroom.

Seeing Ou Xiangbei's lonely back and the blood-stained broken mirror on the dressing table, Xin Qing sighed, took out her mobile phone in her pocket, and called Zhou Chuyu...

It took a long time before the phone was connected.

"Chu Yu, is it convenient now? Can we meet?"

"Auntie, I'm taking care of Su Qingcheng in the hospital now. It's a bit inconvenient..."

On the other side of the phone, what Zhou Chuyu said made Xin Qing feel disappointed.

"Chu Yu, Auntie, I beg you, just come out and meet me, it only takes 10 minutes... okay?" Xin Qing said in a low voice.

For her son, she is willing to bow to Zhou Chuyu.

"Auntie, I..."

"Chu Yu, I'll wait for you at the Green Island Cafe near our house, and I will wait until you come."

After speaking, Xin Qing hung up the phone.

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