Ex-wife Won't Remarry

The atmosphere along the way was a little scary. Outside the window, the city lights were on, but the air in the car was too heavy to breathe.

The time seemed to be very long. Finally, with a brake sound, it sounded cleanly and fell again. Muxi said inexplicably relieved, pursed his lips, whispered, "thank you!" and opened the door and got off.

However, the arm was pulled, and the silent and strong force made the air silent again.

Mu Xiyan took a deep breath and didn't break away from him. He just looked at him with a charming smile, "why? Don't you give up me? Or do you want to sit up?"

Fu Junhao pursed his lips, his dark eyes were deep, and the things infiltrated inside were complex and difficult to understand. Now muxiyan didn't want to investigate his ideas. She was not interested in his affairs!

She just looked at him quietly and smiled hard. Her smile was bewitching, charming and moving, as if she was covering up something.

The two were deadlocked for a long time. The insects in the early autumn sounded in the quiet community, and there was a faint breath of despair in the dark silence.

"You..." Fu Junhao moved his lips and finally spit out a few words, "can you see the old man with me tomorrow“

"If you don't say you're sorry, don't refuse since you're sorry. I think demon doesn't like to owe others, does he?" he added in a deep voice, with his eyes indicating his injured arm.

Muxi was stunned and relaxed. At that moment, the familiarity in his eyes gave her an illusion that he seemed to know who she was!

But she looked at him again. Her eyes were dark and deep. She couldn't see any emotion at all. She calmed down and finally nodded, Grandpa... She also wanted to see him!

Seeing her nod, Fu Junhao's dark joy flashed by. However, Mu Xiyan with drooping eyes didn't find it.

"I'll pick you up at ten tomorrow morning!"

Muxiyan just wanted to refuse, but he looked up at his dark eyes and nodded subconsciously.

"Rest early!" Fu Junhao smiled and let her go.

Muxi Yan pursed her lips and left without looking back to the underground car.

Fu Junhao's eyes followed her quietly until he could no longer see her. He quietly maintained a sideways posture, and his hands on the steering wheel tightened slightly. The street lamp outside the window shone on his side face through the glass, falling thin and broken light in his dark pupils, exuding thin and weak pain.

This time, Xi Yan, how can I not lose you again

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Holding a tired body and full of confused thoughts, muxiyan slept vaguely this night and finally stayed up until dawn.

As soon as I finished sorting myself out, my mobile phone rang. Looking at the familiar number, Muxi said a little heartstrings, and the gentle words of the gentle man as jade flashed in my mind.

I won't change the number easily. If I can't find you one day, at least you can find me

The eyes were slightly sour and astringent. He pressed down the vibration in his heart and connected the phone, "hello... Ziling?"

"I'm downstairs!" his voice was as pleasant as it was in those days, but it was hard to hear the warmth.

"Huh?" Muxi said strangely. He subconsciously went to the window and saw a low-key car parked downstairs.

"Can you go and see Xiao Yan with me today?" his voice continued to ring out on the phone.

Mu Xi was stunned and frowned slightly, but

"Can't you?"

"No, you wait for me!" Muxi said, shaking his head in response to him, hung up the phone, looked at the clock on the wall, his eyes flashed, 7 o'clock, there are still a few hours, it should be in time!

After making up her mind, she didn't hesitate to carry her bag, change her shoes and go out.

……

After she went downstairs, he Ziling had quietly leaned against the body and waited. The morning light cast his shadow on the ground, and his meaningful side face seemed to be covered with a dusty holy light.

"Zi Ling!" calmed down. She smiled and walked over.

Seeing her in the past, he turned slowly, and a smile appeared on his quiet face. The sun sprinkled fine light on his dark jade like eyes. His gentle and handsome appearance made Muxi's speech a little stunned for a while.

"Demon?" seeing that she was a little distracted, he Ziling gently shouted. I don't know why. He always had a very familiar feeling for her, which made him feel joy inexplicably from the bottom of his heart.

"Hmm..." Muxi Yan returned to his senses and asked with a smile, "have you been waiting for a long time?"

He Ziling gently shook her head, "no, let's go!" and stretched out her hand to open the door for her, with elegant manners like a gentleman.

Muxi said with a deep smile, "thank you!"

He Ziling is a quiet person, and muxiyan around him has always been used to relaxing and enjoying the peace of mind he gave her. Along the way, they get along as well as many years ago.

The car crossed a road after another and finally stopped by a beautiful and quiet lake.

Mu Xiyan followed he Ziling out of the car. The green lake was sparkling, like a green brocade gently pulled in the sun, reflecting the surrounding mountains and the elegant villa opposite.

"Here is..." Mu Xiyan sighed at the beauty of this place and looked up at he Ziling.

He Ziling's black jade like eyes were quiet. He couldn't see any waves. He just said quietly, "come with me!"

Mu Xiyan nodded and followed him through the winding wooden bridge. As soon as he entered the villa gate, a servant greeted him.

He Ziling explained a few words to the servant. The servant took them through the main hall and into the backyard. Only then did he find that the backyard was a boundless sea of flowers. A path was built in the sea of flowers, and a swing stood next to the path.

A person sat quietly on the swing. She leaned quietly against the fence of the swing, closed her eyes, as if she were asleep. The sun threw a light on her beautiful face. The curly eyelashes trembled from time to time, casting a shadow at the moment, and the servant next to her was gently shaking the swing.

Logically speaking, this should be a very beautiful picture, but it inexplicably makes people absolutely lonely and sad.

Xiao Yan

Muxi Yan pressed his heart and quietly looked at the man who seemed to be asleep.

"She..."

"She is Fu Ziyan, my legal wife!" he Ziling gently dropped this sentence and walked over. The servant was about to say hello to him, but he raised his hand to stop him. He asked the servant to step aside, took the servant's action and gently shook the swing.

Muxi Yan tried her best to press the pain at the bottom of her heart. She didn't dare to blink at will. No, it's impossible. Xiaoyan shouldn't be like this. She can be lively, cheerful, strong and even angry, but she won't be so quiet without a trace of popularity!

The fist on her hand was clenched, loosened and clenched. Muxiyan took a deep breath, gently walked over, squatted down in front of her and gently called, "Xiao Yan..."

However, she didn't respond at all. She still knocked her eyes gently. The smile at the corners of her mouth was stiff. She looked up at he Ziling, "is she asleep?"

He Ziling shook the swing slightly and looked down at her without saying a word.

To him, it was like his eyes covered with a layer of fog. Mu Xiyan only felt that his throat was choked by thorns. It hurt and couldn't make any sound. His uneasiness in his heart was driving people crazy.

"Isn't she... Asleep?"

"She... Maybe she fell asleep..." he Ziling moved her lips and muttered. The fog in her eyes gradually dispersed, leaving only a boundless silence, like the vast snow field, unable to find a trace of vitality.

Muxi Yan's fingertips trembled, and even his voice was trembling, "what do you mean..."

He Ziling moved her lips, but didn't speak. The silence in her eyes was more and more rich, and her whole body showed a heavy suffocating pain.

The servant on one side felt really uncomfortable. He stepped forward and choked, "guest, madam, she's not asleep, but she can't hear all the voices of the outside world and doesn't feel it. She's like a person without a soul..."

Boom! Muxi Yan's heart suddenly exploded, and his eyes were extremely sore. "What does it mean to have no soul?" is it a vegetable?

"Sir..." the servant's eyes turned red and looked up at he Ziling. He Ziling held the swing and trembled slightly. After a long silence, he spoke, but his voice was calm to no waves, "The doctor said that although she is alive, she can't speak, can't hear others, has no response to everything in the world, and doesn't know anyone around her. She... Is a living doll..."

Mu Xiyan suddenly looked up and stared at him, "living doll...?"

He Ziling looked at her quietly. After a moment, she nodded.

"Isn't there any way..." Muxi asked in a hoarse voice.

He Ziling shook her head. "The doctor said she was too stimulated. In fact, she automatically closed all her senses and locked herself in her heart. Although it was better than a vegetable, it was... Almost..."

Muxi Yan tried his best to force back his tears, "what happened to make a person give up the whole world and become a living dead man?"

He Ziling's eyes stagnated, suddenly closed his eyes, opened his mouth and ordered, "you step back first!"

"Yes!" the servant pursed his lips, nodded respectfully, and withdrew from the garden.

Mu Xiyan looked at her and gently put her hand on Fu Ziyan's knee. The cold temperature made her heart cold. "She became like this... With..." she took a deep breath. She forced the acidity in her throat and said, "is it related to Mu Xiyan?"

The affirmative tone was not like a question at all. He Ziling knew that she was determined, opened her eyes slowly, looked at the distant sky, and her voice was a little ethereal, "it has something to do with her, but it's not all about her!"

Mu Xi was stunned, raised his eyes and looked at him, "what do you mean?"