Don't Mess With Your Ex-Wife

He won't even worry about him.

"Let's go. It's time to go to the airport." Lian stood up, gently hugged her, and apologized: "you are pregnant with a baby. You shouldn't have traveled so long, but stay here. I'm afraid that if I encounter any trouble and hurt you, so..."

Su Jin smiles gently. She is taken care of and cared for carefully. Every detail is taken into consideration. It is perfect. She not only does not need to spend a snack, but also looks like a princess in a fairy tale. So she is held in his hand. She only needs to spend every day happily, but also feels so good.

Maybe it was too much pain before, so I would cherish such happiness now.

Su Jin holds his hand and smiles: "a Lian, you don't have to be so sorry. You are really good enough for me."

"I don't think it's good enough." He gave a gentle smile, reached out and put her hat on her head and stroked her hair, which was disturbed by the wind: "let's go."

Su Jin finally reluctantly took a look at her mother's graveyard. Her eyes were still sour after all. She would leave here forever and never come back.

Those who have loved, hurt the past, those who have cried or smile, those who have hurt her or loved her, will be sealed in the cracks of time and will never be seen again.

Do you have nostalgia? She didn't know what she was thinking. She just couldn't stop her tears. Along the way, from the cemetery to the airport, in those years, from city a to France, from France to Holland, from Holland to Japan, she and Lian went through countless years together and spent countless happy times.

But there is such a person, there is such a person.

She has been dead pressure in the bottom of her heart, so many years, through countless cities, so many years, watching their daughter grow up, between the eyebrows and eyes more and more similar to him, she never mentioned his name.

If she doesn't mention it, Lian won't mention it. But from time to time, newspapers or magazines will appear in the house where she and Lian live. Without exception, those magazines will contain more or less news about Lu Zekai.

Lian pretends to be blind, but when she sees it, she just laughs it off.

It's not the stubborn and arrogant when I was young, nor the ridiculous stubbornness and obstinacy at the beginning. However, as time goes by, years are merciless. All the things that slip away between fingers are those sad past.

Her life will never be related to Lu Zekai.

Forgiveness, is already forgiven, hate, also gradually with the passage of time, but the wound in the heart of reconciliation can not open the knot, still stubbornly stop there, can not forget.

Even if it is how to nostalgia or generous forgiveness, those betrayal, still like a nail in the wall, leaving a shocking deep wound, can not heal.

She and Lian got married in the second year of their arrival in France. In the beautiful tulip country of Holland, they took each other's hands and swore in front of the priest that they would never give up and stay with them until they were old.

The night after the wedding, she sat alone in the church, looking at the crucified image of Jesus, weeping in silence all night.

And that night, Lian stood outside watching her.

How much she suffered, he had more than ten times her pain.

The man she couldn't forget, the hands he couldn't let go, were like shackles on each other's hearts, invisible and heavy.

At daybreak, she came out of the church. Her white wedding dress fluttered like a cloud. Her long hair was scattered behind her. The skirt of the wedding dress had been dragged for more than ten meters. She approached him with red eyes, put her hand in his palm, and said with a smile, "ah Lian, everything is over. We will never separate again from now on."

At that moment, he heard the most moving language in the world and grasped the most precious treasure in the world.

Sure enough, the days after their marriage coincided. No matter when or what happened, they had never left each other as if they had sworn in front of the priest.

Su Jin's body was not suitable for pregnancy because of the injuries she had suffered. In the past few years, they had no other children. The only child she had was an angel. Her surname was an, and her single name was Ning. She was the best blessing for her child as a parent. I only wish her a peaceful and peaceful life.

Ning Ning and Lu Zekai are similar in length, but at first glance, they are more colorful. What's more, I don't know whether it's because she has been inseparable from Lian since she was born until she was three years old. When outsiders see Ning Ning, they will think that she is Lian's daughter. Lian's pain goes into the bone marrow. These three-year-old children can almost be with their mothers Fighting for his father's love together, Su Jin always complains about someone. If there is a woman, everything is enough, he actually puts his wife behind him.

She and Lian carefully guarded the secret. No one ever knew that this child was not from lotus. The elders in the family also thought that it was lotus and Su brocade that had Ning Ning when they were in China, and they loved and added to the only little inheritor at present. Ning Ning Ning was almost spoiled as a princess, and even Lian's big uncle's beard, she would dare to drag it on!Sometimes, on a sunny afternoon, Sujin always holds her daughter and lotus to sit on the lawn and play. She once thought that her life must be like this. It is peaceful, peaceful, monotonous and warm. But she never knows that God's care for her is just a joke.

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