Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 126 Qu Weiran Extra Story: Hopeless Entanglement (3)
Shu Yawang sneered and said, "If you think I'm old, divorce me quickly! If you leave, you won't have to see me again. I'm as old as a ghost and have nothing to do with you!"

Qu Weiran stared at Shu Yawang without speaking, her eyes were full of sadness that she couldn't understand.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shu Ya turned and left without thinking.

Qu Weiran looked at her back and suddenly felt that he was so stupid. Does this woman look a little like Xia Tong?
If there was a 7-point image in the past, now it doesn't even have a three-point image.

Qu Weiran turned around decadently as if he had received a huge blow, and walked silently. On the street full of people coming and going, he finally realized that in this world, he could never find Xia Tong again. Even his shadow Can't see it either.

It rained suddenly, and he called Yan Rui in the rain.

Facing the phone, he said softly, "Yan Rui, you are right, I really can't see even a little bit of Xia Tong on her body."

Yan Rui held the phone without speaking, sitting on the chair and listening to the phone.

Qu Weiran said as if talking to himself: "Xia Tong is very timid, she won't speak loudly like her, let alone quarrel with others, Xia Tong's skin is very fair, and she won't be as tanned like her ... Yan Rui, when my Xia Tong grows up, she won't be like her..."

Yan Rui was on the other side of the phone, sighed and said: "Qu Weiran, why don't you let others go, and also yourself? You are always looking for Xia Tong's shadow in the world. If you have similar eyes, you chase after them, and if you look like them Are you chasing her too? Interesting? None of them are Xia Tong, and none of them can give you the home you want."

Qu Weiran held the phone and looked up at the sky, Yan Rui's voice came from the phone: "Qu Weiran, what kind of Xia Tong do you remember? In my memory, she was always crying, even with a smiling face I can't think of it either. A child who is kind enough to die like her, but in order to help your illegitimate child return to the Qu family, deceives other people's feelings against his conscience. Do you know that she cries every night! She despises herself! She Even when you died, you were crying in my arms while worrying if you were hurt! Qu Weiran, why didn't you treat her well when she was alive, and didn't make her feel at ease even when she died?"

Yan Rui continued: "Why can't you let that girl like Xia Tong be happy? Why do you want that girl to cry like Xia Tong?"

Qu Weiran hung up the phone, looked at the crowd, and recalled Xia Tong vigorously.

When they were young, the two of them wanted to commit suicide together. He held Xia Tong's hand tightly and wanted to jump with her, but she pulled him back and cried, "Qu Weiran, I'm not afraid of death...but I can't bear you die."

When he was a teenager, he was beaten by a lunatic adoptive father with a vise, and his body was covered in blood. Xia Tong rushed over with a vase and hit the middle-aged man on the head. The middle-aged man turned around and knocked her to the ground. She cried and shouted: Qu Weiran, Run, run!
Later, he asked her to approach Qu Ningyuan. It was snowing that day, and she stood in the snow and wept so sadly, but he turned his back.

Later, many times, she was always crying, crying for him, crying for herself, many, many...

Qu Weiran lowered his head slowly on the street at night, and said softly, "Really, I can't even think of a smiling face..."

That day, he sat on the street all night, and the next day, he called Joshua to find out, and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through divorce procedures.

Shu Yawang looked at the haggard Qu Weiran, and asked in disbelief, "You really want to take the initiative to divorce me? Waiting for the court to start?"

Qu Weiran smiled: "Why can't you bear me? Do you want to be husband and wife with me for another month?"

Shu Ya glared at him: "Cut."

Shaking her head, she walked towards the Civil Affairs Bureau, but Qu Weiran suddenly grabbed her and said as if begging, "Give me a hug, and I'll go in and sign."

Just as Shu Yawang was about to refuse, Qu Weiran pulled her into her arms and hugged her tightly. In her ear, she said painfully and affectionately: I'm sorry, I always make you cry.

Shu Yawang frowned, forced herself to endure him for a few seconds, and finally couldn't bear to push him away.

Qu Weiran looked at the empty hands, turned around and said, "Let's go."

That afternoon, Yan Rui was surfing the Internet when her phone rang. She picked up the text message and saw that it was from Qu Weiran. The text message only had four words: I am divorced.

Yan Rui looked at these four words, thought for a while, and replied: Very good, find a good girl and start again, Xia Tong will be happy.

Qu Weiran looked at this text message in front of Xia Tong's grave, gently wiped the tombstone, and asked softly, "Are you really happy?"

"Even if you're happy, I won't look for it. I don't want to find a good girl. I don't want to live a good life. I just mess around like this. People hate it, and it's riddled with holes. It makes you worry about it." , makes you feel distressed, so that your soul will not be at peace, so that you will not leave me," Qu Weiran held the black and white photo on the tombstone, the girl in the photo can no longer see clearly, but he still can I could feel that the way she looked at him was so gentle and nostalgic.

Qu Weiran slowly leaned his head against the tomb, lowered his head, a tear rolled down the corner of his eye, and someone in the wind seemed to ask softly: "Xia Tong, the ten-year period has come, if you can grow up, will I be able to have a happy life?" A home?"

(End of this chapter)