Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"Have you ever thought that if she knows, can she bear it?"

Fu Junhao was slightly stunned and answered him almost resolutely, "she may not forget, but she will live well, because she is bathed in words, because she still has you around her!"

If you mo Shaochen can't even do this, I won't entrust her to you!

Mo Shaochen was shocked, his face turned white, involuntarily stepped back a few steps, and then quickly turned around. When he came to the door, he held the door frame with his hand, lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "OK, I promise you!" and stepped away from here.

Fu Junhao, why can't you be a little selfish and despicable

I lost. I lost the battle before it started.

Watching Mo Shaochen's gloomy figure gradually disappear into the light and shadow, Fu Junhao raised a reassuring and warm smile at the corners of his mouth, but in a second, his face suddenly turned blue and white, circles of dizziness hit his eyes, and his vision began to become blurred. He slowly raised his hand, but found that even the palm lines of his palm became blurred.

He suddenly withdrew his hand. He held the window and flashed old Hua's words in his mind

"Most of the heart tumors were benign, but because you deliberately hurt your body in recent years, you smoked and drank too much, had little rest, and finally hurt your body, resulting in the recurrence of congenital heart disease factors in your gene. Because of these problems, the tumor on your heart has developed into malignancy. With the expansion of the tumor, it will cause many complications. You open it You will feel angina pectoris and stomach pain at first, and then you will start to feel dizzy, and even affect your eyesight. "

"Jun, you have overdrawn your vitality infinitely in recent years. In fact, you have been trying to die. At first, you had a heart disease without a heart medicine doctor, so the medicine stone has no spirit, but now it's too late..."

Is it too late?

Fu Junhao leaned slowly against the window. The dark fundus of his eyes was like an iceberg in the south pole, which burst in an instant. Boundless despair and pain flowed out of the gap.

He didn't care whether he was alive or not. The most terrible thing in the world is never death, but living is better than dying!

But when he knew that she came back, he regretted it and was unwilling to live it. I regret why I didn't take good care of my body. I'm not willing to make a big joke with him, but... When he saw that she was so eager to get rid of her relationship, he was more sad and happy. Maybe in this way, he could leave at ease!

Mu Xiyan, maybe we really have no fate

"Jun hao?" at this time, the clear and moist voice sounded from behind, which made his drifting divine sense immediately return to, and slowly turned around, but he Ziling was walking towards this side, with worry flashing at the bottom of his eyes.

"How is she?" Fu Junhao calmed down and asked him softly.

He Ziling didn't answer him, but looked at him quietly, as if she wanted to see into his heart through his eyes.

After the two men kept silent and looked at each other for a long time, he shook his head and said, "she's okay, but she's too tired. Mei Peng should wake up at night with her!"

Fu Junhao nodded reassuringly, looked out of the window and didn't respond to him again.

He Ziling tightened his eyebrows, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in a deep voice, "Jun Hao, what's the matter with you? Your face is getting worse day by day, your spirit seems not as good as before, and your sharpness is not as good as before."

Now, even when he is close to him, he can't hear footsteps or even feel his approach at all, which was impossible in the past!

Fu Junhao's body trembled slightly, and his hand hidden in his coat tightened slightly. "It's all right, but the old injury in front hasn't recovered. It'll be all right after a few days of rest!"

"Really?" he Ziling obviously didn't believe it. "Are you hiding something from Fang Jin and Tang Tian?"

"No, you think too much!" Fu Junhao's eyes flashed slightly, turned around him and walked towards the stairs. "I'll go to see Xiao Yan with Xi Yan tomorrow. You... Get ready tomorrow!"

He Ziling's pupils shrunk slightly, and her anxiety became more intense. Because Xiao Yan tipped off the news and almost killed Xi Yan, Fu Junhao always had a pimple in his heart. Although he tried his best to use Fu's power to find someone to treat her, he never went to see her in person.

Moreover, recently, the breath from his whole body is too calm and frightening. He can't help worrying about such an abnormal Fu Junhao.

*******

When muxiyan woke up again, it was dark outside, and Mei Peng and others had left one after another.

After waking up, she got up and went out of the bedroom, walked through the corridor and down the stairs. Only then did she find that the table was full of dishes, steaming hot, all of which she loved to eat!

At this time, a figure came out slowly from the kitchen, wearing a gray wool coat and a bowl of soup in his hand. When he saw her coming down, a gentle smile immediately floated on her handsome face.

"Are you awake? Eat!"

Muxi Yan looked deep, hesitated for a moment, sat down in the chair in front of the table, watched him put the soup on the table, and then sat down in the opposite rice. She quietly looked at him and said, "how long have I slept?"

"It's been a whole afternoon. It's 8 p.m. now. I didn't wake you up when I saw you sleeping well!" he replied with a smile and put a bowl of soup in front of her.

Muxi Yan twisted his eyebrows, looked at the soup in front of him, lowered his eyes and said softly, "I should go back!"

Fu Junhao's face stiffened for a few seconds and answered with a light smile, "OK, but you must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Let's go after dinner!"

Muxiyan looked up at him. His eyes were dark and gentle, with some expectation hidden inside.

After a moment of silence, she sighed gently, picked up the bowl and ate silently.

Fu Junhao saw that she didn't refuse again. The smile on his mouth was involuntarily deep, and his eyes looked at her more gentle, but more nostalgic and reluctant.

It's a good day. I really hope to live with you all my life. Even if I don't do anything, I'm happy to just look at you quietly!

Unfortunately, such warmth was destroyed by me

The atmosphere on the dinner table was quiet and suffocating. The hot and complex sight made Muxi very uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything. When they got up to clean up after dinner, she was secretly relieved.

"Mr. Fu, thank you for your dinner. I'm back. I'll take care of his affairs with you during grandpa's burial!" muxiyan took one side of the bag and wrapped his coat.

"Wait a minute!" Fu Junhao whispered to her, and then entered the living room in her confused eyes. A few seconds later, he handed her something in a cowhide bag that seemed to be some information, "this is what you want!"

"......." Muxi took the cow leather bag suspiciously, reached out to open it and took out the contents, "what is it..."

But after reading some of the contents, his eyes suddenly widened and his face stared at him miserably, "this is..."

It turned out that Ling Su's real name was Bai Su, and Bai Bing was Bai Su's sister. They both fell in love with Mu Yunfei, a talent in the History Department of G University at that time, that is, Xi Yan's father.

Although the two sisters have different personalities, Mu Yunfei likes his sister Bai Bing alone. Bai Bing is sandwiched between the man he loves and his own sister. Both sides are reluctant to let go, so the pain can only be their own.

In order to get muyunfei, Bai Su seduced Ling Hao, who was muyunfei's good brother at that time. They designed muyunfei to have a relationship with her, but muyunfei had a heart to heart relationship with Bai Bing at that time. Bai Su could not make other compensation except sorry.

But Bai Su was pregnant. She threatened Mu Yunfei once. Mu Yunfei was afraid that Bai Bing would be stimulated, so she agreed to her request as much as possible. Unexpectedly, she told Bai Bing the matter. Bai Bing ran out in a rage, but she died in a car accident because of her speed when crossing the road!

Mu Yunfei was devastated and strongly asked Bai Su to kill the child. On the day they went to the hospital, she had fetal Qi. Mu Xiyan, who was only seven months old under preterm birth, saw the eight point similar eyebrows and eyes between the child and Bai Bing. He felt that the child might be a compensation from God, so he took the child away with Bai Su's confinement.

After Bai Su was discharged from the hospital, she not only couldn't get muyunfei, but also couldn't see the children. At this time, Ling Hao always liked her. She used two people to design muyunfei and Bai Bing to coerce her and let her marry him. Bai Su was afraid and left her child to follow Ling Hao.

When Mu Xiyan was ten years old, they came back to find Mu Yunfei. At that time, Mu Yunfei was already a professor at the National Institute of history and cultural relics. Because of Mu Xiyan, he didn't investigate the events of that year too much, but he didn't expect his good Brotherhood to unite with the child's biological mother to kill himself.

"That's right!" Fu Junhao looked into her eyes. "The woman in this photo is your biological mother, and the information in it is the gratitude and hatred between your mother and your father and Ling Hao, as well as the truth of your father's case."

"Impossible!" Muxi Yan interrupted him hysterically. His tears brushed away, and his fingertips holding the data turned white and blue because of excessive force.

Her mother is Bai Bing, how could she be... Ling Su, her mother loves his father, and his father loves his mother, not what it says!

"Xi Yan, calm down!" Fu Junhao took her shoulder, shouted low, and his eyes were full of heartache. "I know it's hard for you to accept, but this is the truth“

"Facts?" Mu Xi Yan jumped all over and stared at him silently. "The facts are so cruel?"

Fu Junhao turned white, hugged her tightly, stretched out his hand and pressed her head on his chest, "cry, it will be better to cry!"

"Woo..." Mu Xiyan's pupil contracted tightly, grabbed his clothes tightly, and finally couldn't help crying wildly.

Her cry echoed bitterly in the whole space. Each sound hit Fu Junhao's heart and made him miserable. However, he could do nothing but hold her tightly and let her vent.