Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"Mr. Fu, who are you?" muxiyan looked at the horror film on the bulletin board of the cinema in front of him and looked at the people around him.

Fu Junhao looked at her and said two words in a low voice, "go in!"

Muxi was speechless. He took a deep breath in his dark and deep eyes, raised his feet and stepped in. Forget it, just make some compensation for her breaking the contract during the day!

While thinking, I stepped into the cinema. At the same time, a bunch of bright red roses appeared in front of me, followed by a crisp voice.

"Miss demon, happy Tanabata!"

Muxiyan looked at the smiling girl in front of him. Some of them couldn't react. The girl was not in a hurry. She directly handed her the flowers and walked around her.

This

Muxi Yan looked down at the inexplicable roses in his hand, turned around and was about to call her, but he looked at his dark eyes and saw him silently open his lips, but she understood it strangely.

He was saying, "go ahead!"

She pursed her lips. Her eyes flashed. She turned and stepped up the stairs. Just up the first floor, a bright red rose appeared in front of her. At the same time, a clear male voice sounded, "Miss demon, happy Tanabata!"

Muxi Yan took the rose in a daze and was about to speak. The strange man had bypassed her and went downstairs.

After calming down, she continued to go upstairs. Sure enough, at the corner of each half of the stairs, people of different ages and genders would send a rose with a sentence "happy Tanabata" until she finished the fourth floor and went to the last elevator.

All the way, she had received 20 roses in her hand until she came to the front desk of the cinema. Before she could react, the four waiters at the front desk handed one to each one again, "Miss demon, happy Tanabata!"

Muxi Yan was slightly stunned. He seemed to understand something in his heart, but he didn't dare to look back. He had to quietly look at several waiters in front of him, "thank you, happy Tanabata!"

Since what happened three years ago, these festivals have never existed in her world. She only lives for her own purpose, but this again today, because these people remember that today is Tanabata again!

The four didn't expect her to say so. They were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other. One of the youngest girls smiled and said, "Miss demon, you are so happy, your boyfriend is handsome and romantic, and 24 roses represent the meaning of missing!"

Muxi Yan was stunned, then frowned slightly, boyfriend?

Another girl smiled softly, "Miss, the roses don't seem to be over yet. Please look back!"

Muxi Yan raised his eyes and looked at her. Instinctively, he turned around and saw Fu Junhao walking with a bunch of roses. There was no expression on his face, but there was a light in his black eyes.

"Happy Tanabata!" Fu Junhao gently handed over the flowers and stared at her quietly, with all kinds of emotions hidden in his dark eyes.

Muxiyan looked up at him, looked down at the roses in his hand, 64 ~ just add up with the 24 in his hand - 88 roses, which means: make up for everything with your heart

Is this intentional or unintentional? Does he... Know anything?

Seeing her silence, Fu Junhao was not in a hurry. He just kept the posture of handing flowers quietly. He just approached her a little and said in a low voice, "many people are watching!"

Muxi Yan looked up at him and swept around. Sure enough, there was some exploration in everyone's eyes. He calmed down, stretched out his hand to take the rose and said softly, "thank you!"

"What's next?"

Fu Junhao's eyes darkened, understood what she meant, and said in a low voice, "watch a movie!"

Muxi Yan pursed his lips and nodded, "OK, but it's hard to take the flower. Can you put it down first?"

Fu Junhao took a deep look at her and nodded slowly. Muxi said secretly relieved, posted the flowers at the front desk, and followed Fu Junhao into the studio with the waiter's instructions and envy.

The film has opened for more than ten minutes. It is the horror film on the billboard, and the dark studio is also filled with lovers.

Muxi Yan frowned slightly and was about to raise his feet, but he was gently led by the people around him and walked forward with him.

"General manager fu..."

"Don't make a noise, it's dark here, I'll take you!" a low voice with magnetism interrupted her firmly.

Mu Xiyan was a little helpless and didn't bother to refuse him. He let him take him through the chairs and sit down a little behind.

……

As time went by, the film gradually entered * * *, and the terrible scenes were gradually emerging. There were many screams in the studio, and they fell quickly. Looking up, the little lovers held together one after another. Some things were afraid, while others were kissing with darkness and excitement.

Muxi Yan stared at the screen without expression, and felt nothing in her heart.

Fu Junhao quietly looked at her side face and was stunned. Such a scene could appear again. Although it was silent, at least she came back.

"Mr. Fu, why did you choose horror films?" her sudden question made him slightly refreshed, slowly took back his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and spit out a few words, "because this is what my wife once wanted to do!"

Muxiyan was stunned, and his men on his lap consciously tightened their fists. Yes, coming to the cinema with people they like on Tanabata to see horror films they don't dare to see at ordinary times is what muxiyan always wanted to do but never had the opportunity to do.

It's ironic to realize it in this way today!

"Mr. Fu really has a deep love and doesn't live long, which makes his wife really happy!" looking at the frightened expression of the female owner in the film, Muxi Yan slightly hooked her lips, and her smile was ruthless. "If she knew under the spring, she wouldn't pester the living people like the female ghost in the film!"

Fu Junhao's pupil shrank suddenly, his heart hurt suddenly, and his throat was covered with fishy sweetness. In the dark, his face turned white, and he shut his mouth quietly without speaking.

His silence suffocated the air for a moment, accompanied by the terrible music of the cinema, which was so strange that it was frightening.

"Mr. Fu?" the silence was so silent that Muxi Yan frowned slightly, but she turned her head to a pair of black and bright eyes that seemed to suck her in. Suddenly she was a little flustered. She quickly turned away and stared at the film screen expressionless.

It was almost 11:30 p.m. after they came out of the studio.

"Mr. Fu..." Muxi said, looking back, but he didn't look very well. His words suddenly turned around, "are you uncomfortable?"

Fu Junhao looked at her quietly for a while, slowly shook his head, "it's all right!"

Muxi Yan pursed his lips, remained silent for a few seconds, and said faintly, "it's getting late. Mr. Fu should go back and have a rest early. The injury on his arm is important!"

Hearing the politeness in her words, Fu Junhao stifled his heart and looked at her deeply. Finally, he nodded heavily, "OK!"

Muxi said, his eyes flashed slightly and didn't speak again. One by one, they walked out of the cinema and got on the car.

Up to the apartment, they didn't talk any more. Muxiyan finally just nodded at him and conveniently landed and got off the bus and went upstairs.

Fu Junhao quietly watched her figure disappear into the darkness. His face suddenly turned pale, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. His heart was inexplicably like countless needles, which was unbearable in pain.

The wrapped arm began to exude bright red color and dyed the white yarn wrapped around it red.

He pressed the feeling of suffocation, slowed down, reached out and dialed a number. He only muttered a few words. As soon as his eyes were dark, he fell into darkness.

*

When muxiyan returned to the room, he found that the room was dark. When the light was turned on, he found that there was a note on the table, and Mei's beautiful handwriting jumped on the paper:

Girl, happy Tanabata. My sister agreed with Fang ruffian that all questions will be temporarily archived on Valentine's day and will be mentioned later. All girls have fun tonight. Don't worry about cooling me! Mmm, by the way, there is a gift at the head of the bed in the bedroom!

After reading this messy message, muxiyan suddenly smiled bitterly, and filed all the questions for later? They think it's computer storage? Can you read the disk automatically? These two are indeed a pair of live babies!

Put the note away and went into the bedroom. At the head of the bed, there was a small box with exquisite packaging.

Mu Xiyan slowly opened the box, his pupils widened for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned red, and tears seeped out.

Shaking her hands, she picked up the small clothes and trousers inside. It was so painful that she made these clothes for her children with Mei Peng!

The photos on the ground made her hardly believe her eyes.

Baby

In the photo frame of Jinsi nanmu, there is a photo, a B-ultrasound image. It's a little big. Although I can't see the specific shape, it... It's her child, indeed her child, her poor child.

"Baby... Baby..." muxiyan picked up the photo with both hands and held it tightly in his heart. He cried so hard that he seemed to cry all the unwilling pain.

*

Here, uncle Fang received a call from Fu Junhao and rushed over without stopping. Looking at the man with bloody arms and unconscious, his always kind eyes were full of anger. He forced his impulse to rush into the apartment to question Mu Xiyan, got on the car and took the man to the hospital.

After listening to the doctor's instructions, uncle Fang's eyes were heavy. He was about to call, but his arm was tightly grasped. As soon as he bowed his head, he saw Fu Junhao's eyes looking deeply at himself.

"Young master, you..." he was a little angry for a moment. "Don't practice yourself like this. Mrs. young has gone. Even if demon is like her again, it's not Mrs. young!"

Fu Junhao tightened his arm, his eyes were dark and deep, and his emotions were very complex, which made people unable to see the depth.

"Don't disturb her..." after a long silence, he not only said a word in a low voice.

Uncle Fang's eyes trembled and looked at his firm dark eyes. A moment later, he nodded sadly and reluctantly, "OK, but young master, uncle Fang, please take good care of yourself. The Fu family can't stand the toss anymore!"

Fu Junhao's pupil shrunk slightly, slowly released him, gently answered, "Hmm!" and then closed his eyes.