Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 349

But she doesn't understand, every time she has the heart to blame her, she will look at you with innocent eyes, making you angry and unable to say anything serious, as if you have become so harsh, but she It is innocent, which makes people angry and helpless.

Of course I know the mother-in-law she mentioned, and I have seen the black cat rescued by Elling many times. This cat ran away not once or twice, and every time it climbed on high places, and that mother-in-law never They always stood below and waited for someone to rescue it. I never thought about keeping the cat in check. I have helped her a few times in the past, but after many times, I stopped paying attention to it. It was not because I was impatient, but because It is because I feel that there should always be a thorough solution to things, instead of asking others for help over and over again.

Maybe it's because this kind of thing happened too many times, so as long as you are familiar with that cat and that mother-in-law, you seldom meddle in other people's affairs. With such a confused and impulsive personality, after two or three sentences, she would probably agree with her heart. Not to mention a tree, even a tall building with several floors, she would probably climb up the window edge casually.

Then I won't use my brain to think about whether I want to help with this matter?I only saw other people asking for help in their eyes, asking her for help in soft voices, no matter what the situation was, she dared to continue, as if everything in this world was important, and it didn't matter what she did.

My face was serious, but she didn't know why I was angry at all. She looked like she wanted to admit my mistake but didn't know where to start. In front of him, he tugged at his ears suddenly, and said, "...It's poor."

Looking at her appearance, she clearly believed that I was the kind of indifferent and ruthless man who cleaned up the snow in front of the door. I didn't bother to explain. Seeing the heat from the meal gradually dissipated, I got up and filled a bowl again. In front of her: "Everyone is pitiful, only you are dispensable?"

Originally, this question was a rhetorical question, but she heard it as an affirmative sentence, so she stopped talking and ate the food on the table.

As a result, the stalemate that often appeared at the dinner table happened again, and sometimes I wondered why the two had such a good conversation when they were just friends before, but after this relationship became abnormal?
It was only later that I gradually understood.

Because Yaling loves me, she is cautious and sensitive everywhere, but I, inside, have a dull personality who doesn't want to talk too much. I just want to stop a lot of words, and I am in a period of emotional confusion. I don't know how to treat her in my heart. What kind of feelings are there, and the conflict in her heart makes her a little impatient, and this impatience makes her even more uneasy, so she adds caution to herself
At that time, I thought it was because we didn’t get along well, but in fact, it was just an ice-breaking period in our relationship. We were slowly getting closer to each other. If there is more time, maybe we will really encounter a miracle.

When there are very few leftovers at home, it’s not because of her and I’s appetite, but because of Yaling’s weird temper, no matter how round her stomach is, she always puts the last grain of rice on the table. The soup was poured into the stomach.

As a result, I would often toss and turn at night, sneaking into the living room and walking dozens of laps before returning.

Once I saw stomach medicine in her drawer, I was startled, and the next day I gave her an excuse to accompany me to the medical examination and gave her to the doctor for a careful examination before I was relieved, but she still occasionally got up at night and went to the living room to rest. "Walking" in different time periods, I stood on the stairs and looked at her, she saw me when she turned around, her face turned blue with fright, I asked her if there was something wrong with her stomach, she shook her head, and said she couldn't sleep.

She pinched her ears, and her guilty lie made me angry, and I thought of her previous impulsive behaviors of not caring about her body, so she really lost her temper, flung herself away, and said in a cold voice while going upstairs: "If If your body is broken, you will drag others down, so you should take care of yourself."

I didn't mean anything else when I said this, I just hoped that she would cherish her body, but maybe it was because her tone was a bit cold and she was too sensitive, so these words became my warning to her to change directions when they reached her ears At that time, she still worried about her family disease from time to time. She was under a lot of pressure, but when she heard what I said, she became more determined to hide the truth from me besides the sadness in her heart.

It was only later that I found out that her stomach pain was the precursor to the disease. Before that, she had been in pain for a long time. At first she thought it was just that she didn’t eat regularly, and later she thought it was indigestion, so she took a lot of Taking stomach medicine, but it didn’t work at all. She didn’t dare to tell me, and she didn’t want to tell me, thinking that she could bear it and it would pass. Until later, the pain became more and more unbearable, so she had to get up quietly at night and run to the hospital. She walked over and over in the living room to relieve her, but she didn't want to be hit by me, and after hearing what I said, she was afraid that I would really urge her to leave my side, so she didn't dare to tell me the truth.

I was by her side then, what was I doing when she was in pain every night?Every time I think of this, I can't wait to pull her in front of me and scold her fiercely. She is not making fun of her body, she is making fun of my happiness.

Suddenly remembered a paragraph in her diary: I don't know how long this life is, maybe decades, maybe, just a few days, this is not something I can decide.A few days ago, I saw a man who was hit by a car and flew away on the street. I heard that he was going to buy a ring across the street. The money he earned from his hard work was just enough to buy the little ring that his lover had wanted for a long time. But his life ended in a few seconds. I was like being nailed to the spot. You were the only thing in my mind. I was thinking, maybe one day, you ate the breakfast I made in the morning. When I got home at night, I was already lying in the cold morgue. At that time, I must not be willing to close my eyes, because I still have many wishes that have not been fulfilled, and my life will be full of regrets.I am very afraid of this. I am very afraid. That's why I am so brave to do this thing of loving you.

To love someone with your life, apart from her, there will be no one else.

But that's all for later.

One day in early August, Jiaru called home. It was a weekend, a rare free time. I planned to go for a walk with her in the back mountain after finishing everything in the morning, but unexpectedly received this call, which made both of them embarrassed. Unusual call.

Ya Ling held the microphone, her face was slightly pale, and after a while, she passed the microphone in my direction in silence.

"It's hers."

I raised my eyebrows, wondering who 'she' was referring to.

I pressed the microphone and saw Elling start biting her fingers, which she doesn't do very often, the last time was when I asked her if she wanted to see her father.

"Hey."

"I just heard it, but I didn't expect it to be true. You are really with her."

My heart skipped a beat, Jiaru's voice was all too familiar to me.

"En." For some reason, I couldn't speak freely.

Leaving aside how she knew the phone number at home, the fact that Elling was not far away at this time made me extremely uncomfortable, so I got up, turned around and walked upstairs.

I didn't have any other intentions, but in Ya Ling's eyes, it meant avoiding suspicion. It seemed that Jiaru and I had a big secret to tell, and she was an outsider who needed to avoid it. She would come out after I finished the phone call. , Yaling's mood is quite different.

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Happy New Year folks!Fiction bar dears too!Hua is wordy again, I will try to be more concise in the next chapter, alas, the old problem that cannot be changed!My dear, just listen to the thoughts of the old lady who tangled the thread.

The story is here, it is almost time for Yaling to leave, that is, it is not far from the end, Hua tears, and wipes away tears for my dear friends, this article is up to now, dear friends, you have worked hard! ! !

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