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Chapter 385 Divorce!don't hit my mommy (2)
Yang Yang gently wiped away her tears: "Mommy, stop crying!"

When Fu Xinhan went to the yard, she separated from Yangyang, and couldn't help but follow her out: "Xinhan!"

Called him softly, and then walked behind him stepping on the few centimeters of snow.

Rou Mi lifted up gently, she wanted to comfort him, she knew he must be very uncomfortable now.

She knew that he blamed her, but once this matter was over, he would forgive her if he knew the truth of the matter.

She thought so, comforted herself, then hugged him gently, and put her face on his back: "I'm sorry!"

Sorry, I shouldn't be here so late!

Sorry, I shouldn't have made you angry at this time!
Sorry, I shouldn't have let you down so much!
But Xin Han...

forgive me!
Forgive me for not being able to accompany you back immediately!

Forgive me for not letting Grandpa see me one last time!
Forgive me for disappointing my family so much!

He groaned silently, looked down at the pair of catkins on his chest, and couldn't help laughing, the slashed silhouette finally showed a trace of regret: "If we hadn't met again, or if we had only been strangers after we met, What will happen?"

Her heart skipped a beat, thinking she had heard wrong.

The cloth against the face was so cold and stiff.

It's so cold in the middle of the night.

"Xiao Zui!" He called her softly.

So powerless, helpless, heartbroken.

He raised his hand and gently grabbed her cold hand, then turned around, staring at her tearful eyes with narrowed phoenix eyes: "How can you be so willful?"

When is it bad to be willful?
But at this time, I still have to get angry with him.

He also knew that he shouldn't have gone back so late last night, and he also knew that he shouldn't have left her to sleep in another room.

But today he called her and said that grandpa was critically ill.

In front of such a big matter, how could she not distinguish between the serious and the serious?

He always felt that even though she was a bit willful, she still had the temperament of a young lady left behind, and she was very clear about important matters.

And she has never been a person who can't tell the difference, but today, he really felt that, and she really can't tell the difference.

He can't accept being spoiled and proud of him at this time.

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing, mixed with hardened snowflakes, and it just swished across her face, leaving behind red marks.

it hurts like that...

Xiao Zui wanted to say something, but he didn't know why he kept everything in his heart, like a mess, he didn't know which sentence to say first, and then he didn't say a word.

Not like that, she didn't play her temper at this time, but...

"Let's get a divorce!"

He couldn't forgive her for not being serious about something as big as grandpa's death.

He loved her so much that he couldn't forgive himself, but this couldn't be an excuse for her waywardness.

At that moment, everything in front of her eyes was black.

She could no longer see him clearly.

In those eyes that seemed to be pity, there was such indifference deep down.

divorce……

He even filed for divorce from her.

The night was rendered by white snow, and occasionally the wind continued to blow the snowflakes down, but she stood there quietly.

The tall figure no longer blocked her view, and walked away from her into the room.

And she just stood there silently in the yard.

Let's get a divorce...

How exactly?

Even if she knew that he had treated her father like that, she couldn't do it, she couldn't say it, but today, he said that sentence so easily.

Her heart suddenly ached to suffocate.

The tears flowed and dried up.

Cry and cry, just laugh!

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and she was standing in the yard wearing only a windbreaker, her little face turned purple from the cold not long after.

But she couldn't feel it anymore.

Because, my heart is dead!

Numb, I dare not call out anything.

Who has changed?

Or who forgot?
The former vows of eternal love, sweet talk.

In the past life, I held my hand.

There were little snowflakes on the black hair, like starlight.

Finally, no one was too busy to control her.

And she just stood there blankly.

Yang Yang hid at the door. After a while, seeing Mummy about to collapse, she ran over stubbornly: "Mummy, let's go back to the room!"

The warm little hands grabbed her cold catkins, and at that moment, the warmth quickly spread over half of her arms.

Tears heated up again, she lowered her eyes, and entered the room with her son before she froze.

Later, when it was almost dawn, the neighbors came to help, and the next day, there was a grand funeral.

And she just stood beside him, followed quietly, thanked, shed tears, and smiled.

After the funeral was over, he sat on the sofa decadently, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

She stood watching from a distance, and finally went to the kitchen to pour him a cup of hot water.

On the coffee table in front of me, the hot steam coming out of the glass, the clear water, and the red catkins.

He raised his eyes slightly to meet her seemingly calm eyes, and he no longer had the strength to guess what she was thinking and what she meant.

"Thank you!"

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Thank you for cooperating with me in this scene today!"

Her heart seemed to be whipped by the jailer, scarred but unable to express the pain.

"you can go now!"

But in the end, the most painful thing was that he drove her away from him.

At that moment, her eyes blurred again.

Her hot eyes were red, but she just lowered her head and inadvertently touched the wedding ring on her finger, tears streaming down her eyes instantly.

Her lips trembled slightly, and there was even a hint of a smile on her ruddy face, and she didn't know whether to comfort herself or him.

Then turn around.

Leave.

Nobody cares about her anymore.

Everyone is tired and has been busy all day.

This night, she walked out of the house, only to realize that she forgot to bring her mobile phone.

But the car quickly appeared in front of her eyes.

She could no longer see clearly, but it was too familiar, so she got into the car.

Sitting in the co-pilot.

Just cry.

Another night.

Since the two of them didn't sleep together the night before...

Since I had a big sleep last morning and arrived here last night...

It started when he said divorce.

Since he let her go...

I couldn't help it anymore, the tears seemed to be mourning for something.

(End of this chapter)