After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

In a dark room, the woman hugged her knees and huddled at the head of the bed. She didn't know whether it was because of fear or sadness, and her shoulders trembled.

The cold spread to all parts and bones, and the room was as cold as an ice cellar.

Shao Yunchen pushed the door in and looked at the thin figure on the bed by the light from the living room. His throat was so dry that he raised his hand and touched the switch on the wall, but Lu Yao noticed it and said in a hoarse voice, "don't turn on the light."

As soon as he released his hand, he soon fell to his side. Then he closed the door behind him, came in in the dark and turned on the air conditioner in the room.

With a "Hula", hot air soon blew out.

The cold light of the air conditioning display screen shone on the mirror of the dressing table next to him. Shao Yunchen paced past, stood next to Lu Yao and shouted, "Yao Yao..."

Lu Yao bit her arm with a strong smell of blood in her mouth.

Her tears rolled down and soaked her face. Facing the palm extended by Shao Yunchen, she seemed to shrink instinctively and hid aside.

"Don't touch me, Yunchen. Don't touch me. " Her voice choked, although she had tried to hold back her tears.

Shao Yunchen stretched out his hand and hung it in the air. His eyes held back a thick and complex emotion and shouted, "Yaoyao... Sorry."

"Wrong." Lu Yao shook her head as if she couldn't believe it, "it's not you, it's me. Everything is wrong. I think I'm smart, but what have I done... "

At this point, her head was "buzzing" again. She grabbed her hair and soon fell into an extremely collapsed mood.

With a faint cold light, Shao Yunchen vaguely saw the scar on her arm, and his heart trembled with pain. He escaped regardless of her contraction. As soon as he exerted his arms, he firmly surrounded the person in his arms, "it's not your fault, it's my fault. Sorry, Yao Yao, I didn't protect you... "

Dragged into the solid embrace by a violent force, Lu Yao still shrank and escaped. Finally, because she couldn't get rid of it, she opened her mouth and bit hard on his shoulder.

Because of the force, the whole body was shaking.

The man gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of sharp heartache. He didn't avoid at all, and his hands didn't reduce his strength at all.

After a long stalemate, the trembling body of the woman in her arms slowly eased. Finally, she buried her face in his chest and sobbed: "he was still calling my mother's name before he died... He asked me, why didn't your mother come to see me? Was she angry with me? I dare not tell him. How can I tell him that my mother has just finished the operation and hasn't woken up yet... "

She said as she struggled to suppress her emotions and suddenly climbed up.

She snuggled in Shao Yunchen's arms and beat herself remorsefully on her chest, "if she wakes up and knows that she didn't even see my father's last side, she will collapse. She will be better than dead... How can I face her and how can I face her? She went to Jincheng because I handed over the stream myself. It's all because of me! "

In the dark, the man held Lu Yao's body tightly with both hands, and a thick fog opened in the fundus of his eyes. His chin knocked on her head, and his chest fluctuated rapidly.

When he spoke again, there was a thick nasal sound in his voice, trembling at the same time, and the voice line was low, "it's not because of you, Yaoyao. Everything you do is because of me."

Lu Yao was silent for a moment, suddenly calmed down and pushed the man in her arms away, "yes, it's because of you!"

These two days, her spirit repeated, and she was on the verge of collapse all the time, "it's all because of you and your cold-blooded and ruthless mother! I treat her with my heart. I please her with my children. My mother begged her like that, but what did she do? She is a devil... "

Lu Yao raised her head, looked straight into the man's eyes in the dark, reached out to the door and scolded, "go away!"

Shao Yunchen stepped back two steps and hesitated to go forward again. Zhou Linlin, who had been paying attention to the movement in the door, knocked on the door and pushed it open again.

She stood by the door and shouted coldly at the man, "Yao Yao is in an unstable mood now. You'd better come out first."

When she lifted her feet to the door and wiped her shoulders with Zhou Linlin, Shao Yunchen noticed the pills and warm water in her hand, so she frowned. Zhou Linlin saw his mind and her voice was astringent. "After uncle Lu died, she has been busy organizing the funeral. Up to now, she hasn't closed her eyes. I asked the doctor to prescribe the medicine. At least let her sleep."

The man lowered his eyes, rolled out a "good" word in his difficult throat, raised his feet and went out, watched the wipe back into the room, and carefully shouted: "Yaoyao..."

He quietly closed the door and turned his head to Zhang Quan's sullen eyes on the sofa.

The man was still wearing that black suit with a white cloth pinned to his arm. On the way back from the cemetery, there was a moderate rain. His clothes had long been wet, and even his hair was wet.

Shao Yunchen saw it, and his expression was faint. He only faintly reminded, "there are clothes in the opposite room. If you need to change one."

Then he raised his cell phone, crossed the screen and didn't look at him.

His eyes gathered tightly and stared at the small interface on that side. Zhang Quan clenched his teeth coldly and was very dissatisfied with his cold attitude. "Shao Yunchen, you once swore to me that you are the only person worthy of Lu Yao in the world. Now do you still think so?"

Shao Yunchen's eyes gathered, but his movements and expressions remained unchanged.

This calm and self-contained look fell into Zhang Quan's eyes and was very painful. He got up quickly, walked to him in three or two steps, and held the collar of his shirt with both hands, "Shao Yunchen, what are you thinking? Who, like you, is still in the mood to change clothes and blow hair after coming back... It seems that nothing has happened? "

Zhang Quan's sudden action dusted off Shao Yunchen's mobile phone and listened to the "bang Dang". The screen was broken, but the picture still remained in the news interface.

Not long after the incident, the major news media in Jincheng reported the unusual traffic accident. Enthusiastic citizens photographed the whole process of the dispute, and the clerk of the coffee shop testified, which basically restored the cause of the incident.

Shao Yunchen sank his eyes, took Zhang Quan's wrist with both hands, and pulled him away with a little force. Then he bent down and picked up the mobile phone on the ground, like casually patting the dust on it.

"Sitting there like a statue after you enter the door doesn't mean how sad you are. It's winter. You can go to the hospital and lie down, because Lu Yao doesn't need someone like you who doesn't have any ability to do things. But even if you are ill, you'd better not tell her so as not to make her feel guilty. "

His words were cold and resolute, but Zhang Quan's eyes trembled unconsciously.

He can't deny that Shao Yunchen's innate aura is something most people don't have. In the face of such refutation, Zhang Quan was silent and let his throat roll up and down, swallowing everything else he had to say.

Shao Yunchen put his mobile phone back into his pocket, turned and went to the porch to change his shoes. Before the doorman was about to leave, his eyes tightened and his back was facing the man behind him, "I have something to deal with. Take good care of Lu Yao and call me if you have something."

Then he pushed the door out, and when he turned around, he gently asked through the crack of the door that was about to close: "I left you a suit of clothes in the bathroom and put them on."

Zhang Quan opened his mouth. Before he could spit out a word, he was interrupted by a violent sound of closing the door.

Shao Yunchen paced to the elevator. While waiting, his mobile phone rang again. He reached out and stared at the caller ID on the broken screen. His expression was condensed, and finally pressed to hang up.