Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"Bang!" Fu Junhao suddenly shook his hand, and the tea cup on the table at the head of the bed suddenly smashed at her feet, "Du Ruo, do you really think I'm a fool? I'll put your life on you first, and I'll take it one day!"

Du ruo's eyes kept widening, his whole body trembled violently, and his voice became trembling, "Jun Hao... I“

"Get out!" Fu Junhao yelled darkly. His bloodshot eyes were like wild animals on the edge of rage, which was frightening.

Du ruo's face turned white, and his fear flashed through his eyes and rushed out.

Mu Xiyan, who heard the footsteps, quickly pulled Mei Peng over and dodged aside to avoid Du Ruo.

"Is it you?!" Du Ruo suddenly screamed.

Mu Xi said coldly, "nice to meet you, Miss Du!"

"You bitch... What are you doing here? Don't you think it's enough for Jun hao?" looking at her charming and elegant appearance, Du Ruo thought of Fu Junhao's kindness to her and his embarrassment. Du Ruo was so angry that his face was black.

"Who do you scold, murderer!" Mei fuhuo was about to rush up, but she was pulled back by Mu Xiyan. She took a step forward slowly, stroked her temples and said faintly.

"Is Miss Du really stupid or fake stupid? She must have come to the hospital to see a doctor. Is it difficult to be suspected like you?"

Du Ruo held his breath in his throat and almost choked to death. His eyes staring at her were more vicious like a poisonous snake. After her face changed again and again, the corners of her mouth raised a strange smile, "why? You come here, Mo Shaochen really doesn't care? Or he doesn't know at all that his good fiancee is wearing a green hat for him?"

"Ah..." Muxi sneered with disdain, slightly raised his head, directly pulled Mei Peng around her and entered the ward. He didn't even give her a corner of his eye. It seems that talking to the woman in front of her will reduce her style.

Sure enough, with the door slamming shut, Du ruo's face turned purple. She suddenly raised her feet and kicked on one side of the chair, gasped and stared at the door of the ward, her eyes as vicious as poisonous snakes.

……

"I let you go!" Fu Junhao lowered his head slightly and tugged his fist tightly. Blood seeped from the needle on the back of his hand, but he didn't care at all.

"What did you say, Fu!" Mei Peng bypassed Mu Xi's words and rushed forward to roar.

Fu Junhao's eyes flashed and suddenly looked up. When he touched the shadow behind her, he disappeared without a trace, replaced by shallow joy and tenderness.

"You're here?"

He smiled and spoke intimately, as if asking his wife who had just returned from abroad.

Muxi Yan's eyes flashed in a trance, and then ignored the slight sense of confusion at the bottom of his heart. He looked down at him, hesitated for a moment, walked over, pulled the paper towel on the desk, wiped the blood on the back of his hand, and beat the twisted hanging needle for him again.

Her movements were natural. Because she bent over, they were very close. Fu Junhao could even smell the faint body fragrance kiss on her. It was as cool as the white plum fragrance on the branches of the plum tree in the cold winter.

"Girl, when did you learn to drip?" Mei Peng asked curiously when she saw her movements.

Bathed Xi Yan, his body stiffened, got up and said faintly, "I'll learn when I'm idle and bored!"

Fu Junhao's pupils suddenly shrunk, and the dark vortex in his eyes rolled with pain. Her character never learned these things because of boredom. Unless she could use them and had to use them, what was it that made her have to learn this medical technique? He was so afraid that he didn't even think about it.

Mei Peng hurriedly lowered her head, covered her red eyes, tightly pursed her trembling lips, and didn't let herself make a choking voice.

Mu Xiyan glanced at them, and his eyes were slightly sluggish. He reached out and shook Mei Peng's hand, "Xiao Peng, go to the outer room to have a rest first, and I'll find you right away!"

"But..." Mei Peng looked up at her and worried flashed in her eyes.

"I'm fine!" Muxi interrupted her with a smile.

Mei Peng raised her firm eyes, took another look at Fu Junhao, bit his teeth, turned out of the inner room and sat down on the sofa outside.

The inner room became quiet as she left. It was so quiet that I only heard the sound of ticking and dropping.

They looked at each other in silence, one with light and indifferent eyes and one with painful and depressed eyes.

"How's your health?" finally, Mu Xiyan opened his mouth first.

Fu Junhao frowned and shook his head lightly. "It's all right. Just rest for a few days. Don't worry!"

"Worry?" Mu Xiyan looked at him coldly. "President Fu is too self righteous!"

Fu Junhao was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "yes, how can you worry about me now!"

Muxi said, wrinkling his eyebrows, "since you're all right, I'll go back. You have a good rest!"

"Xi Yan!" Fu Junhao shouted to her, with some prayers in his voice, "are we really......" is there no future?

Later, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't have the courage to ask. He was afraid of her cold eyes and cold attitude, and answered yes coldly.

As long as he thought of her answer, he felt like taking a bath. In the fire, the pain was so painful that his bones would melt.

Muxi said, his heart strings trembled, and some trance gradually appeared in his eyes, "Why are you? You know I'm beyond recognition now, and approaching you is just another intention!"

After stopping, she continued, with a bit of fatigue in her voice, "if you blame yourself for what happened three years ago, you don't have to. After all, you're not the one who really killed me!"

"I said it wasn't remorse, it was love, okay? I love you!" Fu Junhao's face suddenly turned white. He couldn't help roaring wantonly, like a trapped beast who couldn't find a way out. "How do you want me to believe that I... Really love you!"

Muxi Yan's heart shook, took a deep breath, looked down at his eyes quietly, word by word, "Fu Junhao, you don't understand me after all! Love? Do you think this word is still so important to me today? Whether you had difficulties or had other plans in those years, it's not important to me now. Now I just want to find the evidence of the case in those years and let my father avenge his wrongs! Everything else is no longer important!"

"It's not important..." Fu Junhao looked at her blankly and suddenly roared back with red eyes. "How can it be not important? Don't deceive yourself. You obviously have mine in your heart, otherwise you won't be so nervous about my life and death. So just solve the misunderstanding. Why don't you even give me that opportunity?"

"Fu Junhao!" Muxi Yan raised his voice to interrupt him and stared at him. "I said it's not important. Don't you understand? Why do you think I care about your life and death? I just don't want you to die so happily. If you want to die, at least you will die behind Grandpa. Don't let him spend the last few months at ease!"

“……”

Fu Junhao's face was pale and frightening. He stared at the emptiness in her eyes. Through the darkness in his eyes, Mu Xiyan only saw the desolation of Cangyi everywhere, even the pain in his bones.

She couldn't help laughing, "Fu Junhao, you've always been self righteous about yourself; self righteous about everything you do for my good; you never tell me about yourself, never believe I can accept everything you do, never care about my ideas, and never discuss with me."

"Why don't you have children? You never tell me the real reason, but you don't know. That's my child. Even if I really can't afford him, I'm qualified to know the truth. You never know everything about me, and I'm also qualified to know the truth!"

Speaking of this, she was almost hysterical shouting, "was it really Du ruo's design that caused the thing three years ago? If you would discuss it with me a little, the result might be different!"

"In the name of love, you think you are very handsome and do so many things, but you didn't expect to add your decision to others regardless of others' wishes. Even if it is love, it is also mixed with injury!"

She reached out to wipe away the tears, took a deep breath and said coldly, "I bathed in your Fu Junhao heart. In fact, I have never really been recognized. What can hurt me is not Du Ruo or others, but your mistrust and self righteousness!"

"Boom!" every word she said was like a bomb on Fu Junhao's brain and heart. In an instant, flesh and blood were blurred, sour and painful. After the extreme pain, it was numb!

"I'm sorry!" his eyes flushed, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were empty and dull, almost crazy, "I didn't mean to..."

Looking at his appearance, Muxi said that there was a smell of blood in her throat and her body was stiff. She wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet couldn't move.

Sitting on the sofa in the outer room, Mei Peng pulled her clothes tightly with one hand and covered her mouth with the other hand. Tears kept falling down. Love is like this. Everything degenerates into injury. Why insist!

"Fu Junhao, we can't go back!" Mu Xiyan took a deep breath, forced down the pain in his chest, left his last sentence, turned and rushed out of the ward. Mei Peng hurriedly chased out.

The slamming door slammed into Fu Junhao's heart. He recovered a little. His chest hurt and suddenly ejected a mouthful of blood.

He put his hand on the blood and printed it in his eyes. It was shocking. He hung his arms decadent and closed his eyes.

Xi Yan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's my fault!

But can you give me another chance to explain, at least let me clarify what happened that year and untie your heart knot.

Time is running out. Except for an explanation I owe you, I can't afford you anymore