ex-wife

Chapter 165

"Girl! Now I know why I will never be able to compare with Shen Yan..." There was melancholy in Yu Shenhai's words.

"Huh?" Chu Qi didn't understand what he meant.

"Because when you really disappear from our sight, I can't find you, but Shen Yan can find you; what I can't do, Shen Yan can do; what I can't feel, he can feel..."

Chu Qi became more and more confused by his talking, and only one thing was clear in his mind, "You mean... Shen Yan found me?" Then that ice cream...wasn't her imagination?
"Girl, I'm married..."

Chu Qi held his breath and waited for his answer, but he waited for such a sentence...

Shicai's state of mind has been broken, Chu Qiyi didn't know what to say for a while, but gradually, joy filled his heart, everyone deserves happiness, Brother Shen Hai especially...

"Congratulations! When will you let me meet my sister-in-law?" She swore that she was sincere.

Yu Shenhai just gave a wry smile, "It's late, go to sleep!"

"Uh... sister-in-law is waiting for you?" She smiled narrowly.

He neither admitted nor denied, "Good night, girl!"

"Wait! Brother Shenhai, if I want to buy this house of yours, why don't you sell it to me? Or, I'll pay you the rent." She had a plan in mind, and it seemed that she had to stay here for the time being.

Yu Shenhai did not speak.

"Brother Shenhai, I'm not the girl I used to be! I'm rich! Did you know? I'm an international ballet superstar now! One appearance fee is enough for me for a long time!" She eagerly stated her financial situation, fearing that Yu Shenhai underestimated his own strength too much.Speaking of which, she is really rich, and her 30.00% shares in Shen's are distributed to her account every year, but she never bothers to touch it...

"Really?" Yu Shenhai smiled lightly.

"So... I'll pay you the rent..." Her voice was a little hoarse.

"OK, good night!"

"……"So fast?Hearing the beeping sound in his ear, Chu Qi felt a little uncomfortable.

Holding the phone in front of her chest, she dialed a number, no matter what time it was, she hadn't figured out the problem of jet lag since middle school...

When someone answered, she lowered her voice and said, "Ryan, I encountered a strange thing today... There is a boy... I look like it anyway, too much...Ryan, I may have to live for a while Back to France."

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cemetery.

White chrysanthemum, joss stick, wine.

The thin figure of the man in black looks even taller and more delicate amidst the green pines all over the mountain. Beside him, a little boy in a black suit also stands quietly.

"Dad, it's been four years. You have to bless me. No, for four years, you have been blessing me, bless us, thank you. Chu Qi and I are very good. Although we don't see each other often, we... and the past Love each other the same, no, it should be said, love each other even more..." He was always smiling, feeling a little sad in his heart, he believed that there must be such a kind of emotion in the world, even if we never meet each other for a lifetime, the depth of love can still be as deep as the sea, such as his , and seven...

"Dad, this is the child of Qi and me. Your grandson is called Shen Qian. It's the first time I brought him to see you. He is very good and capable. Xiaoqian, bow to grandpa." He patted the little guy s head.

His cell phone rang, which was very harsh in the quiet cemetery. He glanced and saw that it was a call from the company.

"President, at ten o'clock today, we have a meeting with Asia Pacific Network, and there is still half an hour left." The secretary's professional reminder sounded in his ears.

"Understood, come right away."

He took his son's hand and bowed deeply towards the photo on the tombstone, "Dad, we're leaving, and I'll see you next time."

Fifteen minutes later, his car was driving through the busy road.

Xiaoqian raised his head and asked, "Father, where are we going now?"

"Xiaoqian, go and discuss business with Dad." He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, and it was rare to ask for a day off from the kindergarten, reluctant to leave his son at home alone with the housekeeper.

He looked at the time, there were still ten or four minutes, if there was no traffic jam, he should be in time.

Ten, nine, eight, seven... The red light counted down, and when he counted to zero and started, the last oncoming taxi slid past the car, the window was half opened, and the woman inside showed half of her face , those eyes shining like night stars made his heart beat wildly.

However, in just a split second, they passed by, and the horns of other vehicles behind them blared loudly.

It should be her...

Today is the anniversary of her father's death, so she will definitely come to worship her. This is the way to the cemetery.

After confirming in my heart, I turned a bright mirror.

I looked at the time again, there were still 13 minutes.

He stepped on the clutch resolutely, and he believed that they would meet again.Even if you run in the opposite direction, as long as you keep going forward, you will definitely meet, because the earth is round.

She said this sentence when she was very young.At that time, he laughed at her for being hypocritical, petty bourgeoisie.Now, he finally understands that hypocrisy is also a kind of happiness, petty bourgeoisie is very warm.

Thirteen minutes later, he held his son's hand and sat with the president of Asia Pacific Network.

Thirteen minutes later, she was holding her son's hand and standing in front of her father's grave with her mother.

"Hey, someone came here just now? Is it Yanyan?" Mama Mi stared at the white chrysanthemum and incense candles in front of the tomb.

Chu Qi watched silently without saying a word.

In fact, she had already found out.

There is a faint scent of white chrysanthemums in the air, mixed with the clear scent of pine resin overflowing, but it cannot conceal the scent of shaving water that seems to be absent—her favorite scent.

She is extremely sensitive to this scent.

She never told Shen Yan that the reason why she always bought him that scented shaving lotion was because she liked to kiss him in this scent.

She sniffed, trying to catch this fragrance more clearly, but she couldn't find it anymore...

Could it be her hallucination?So, is it because of knowing that he has been here, Cai Hui feels that the air smells of him?Or, did she really have his smell, so she knew he had been here?
Can't tell...

The only thing that can be distinguished is the scent of white chrysanthemum and pine resin in the air, which is very fragrant;
The incense candle lit by someone tremblingly flickered with a faint flame...

"It's really bad words, whether it's Qingming these few years, or your father's death day, he's the one who came to visit." Mama Mi's voice was nagging.

It's good if I don't mention this, but when Chu Qi is mentioned, I think of my father's death, but it's thanks to him...

So what does it mean that he is so attentive now?Atonement?A few broken flowers, a few incense sticks, just want to obliterate the crimes I committed?No, she can't think about it anymore...

She put aside her thoughts, not letting herself continue to sink in such a quagmire.For four years, she didn't dare to think about this problem, as long as she stepped aside a little, she would forcefully escape immediately, and then, the pain would pervade her entire dream...

In the dream, she was in great pain, but she didn't know that it was because of her father's death that she was in pain, but because of missing someone...

When she fell asleep, she never dared to think about it, but in her dreams, she often thought of Shen Yan's face, smiling, angry, or rigid...

The consequence of this kind of missing is that she is also in pain in her dream, and she is in unbearable pain...

But knowing that it is very bitter, I still can't stop dreaming about him and thinking about him.This longing has become an opium that cannot be quit. When enjoying it, it is like an illusion like a fairy; when it is painful, it is like falling into hell...

Then, when I woke up in the middle of the night, my breasts were always wet with tears...

At this time, the pain came again, reminding her body and senses to tingle, she bit her lip, and said softly, "Dad, my unworthy daughter came to see you, I'm sorry..."

She picked up the bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of the tomb, and threw them far away. The white, silky old things were covered with dirt.

Leaning down, I put the flowers I brought in front of the tomb, and rearranged them, thinking of my father's love for me in the past, now after many years, the sorrow in my heart is flooding.

"Mommy, that flower is very beautiful, why can't it be placed with the one we gave you? Give it to grandpa to admire!" Xiaomi saw that the white petals of the flower were stained with mud.

Chu Qi was stunned, Xiaomi's words seemed to reveal some mystery, it seems that she is really going to study Buddhism tomorrow...

Mama Mi was talking to herself, counting the time she and her husband had passed. Chu Qi looked at her with tears in her eyes. Mama and Papa still have so many shared memories worth cherishing. They have been together for many years Woolen cloth?Forget it on the seventh day of the seventh day, I am 29 years old, so my parents have at least 30-year-old feelings.

What about her and Shen Yan?How many years is it?

Memories, and her, do not want to talk anymore.

Those things that you are only allowed to think about in the dead of night, now is not the time to think about them, and those heart-piercing love words should not be remembered at the father's grave.

When the image of him, Wen Jing and the child coming out of the restaurant flashed uncontrollably in my mind, the only thing I thought about was, are you living a happy life...

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Dear friends, there are many things to do today, so it will be late.It will be gone after zero o'clock, and Jixiang can't even open his eyes. I will update it tomorrow during the day~!

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