Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Fu Fu and others didn't expect to tell Muxi about Fu Junhao's condition, which would cause her such a violent reaction. She was in a coma all night, but she ate hard after waking up the next morning.

When they were very worried, she stood in front of several people and proposed to fly to the United States at once. If it weren't for her pale and powerless face, they would really think that the calm man in front of them had never looked as crazy and miserable as yesterday.

"Xiaoyan, are you really all right?" he Ziling looked at him anxiously. Even Tang Tian and Fu Fu couldn't help frowning.

Mu Xi Yan's eyes flickered slightly for a while and smiled weakly at several people. "I'm fine. I figured it out. Since the result can't be changed, then try to change the process. Shaochen is right. Nothing is as important as now!"

He Ziling was slightly stunned and nodded after being silent for a few seconds. After making everything clear, Mo Shaochen returned to Britain with too many things as soon as she woke up this morning. As for whether the reason is true, only he knows best.

Fu Fu looked at her apologetically, then turned away and looked vaguely at the distant front.

Several people didn't speak again. They just waited quietly for the boarding. Muxi's eyes were empty and scary. It was clear that they could fly to the United States as fast as possible by Fu's plane, but she was afraid. Every cell of her body was afraid. She didn't want to face the reality.

At this time, a young girl with a suitcase slowly sat on the seat next to her. She was wearing headphones, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was crying silently.

The occasional choking voice made muxiyan feel very sore all over. At this time, she suddenly heard the girl whispering. She listened slightly. It turned out that she was muttering a well-known little word to herself——

The yellow spring is a flower, which opens for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet.

Love is not cause and effect. Fate is doomed to life and death. We can never know each other, but we can't love each other.

On the other side that cannot be touched in this life, unload all memories, and never meet again.

Every word and every sound, like a cuckoo crying blood, permeated the hearts of the people sadly.

Muxi suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She suddenly widened her eyes and breathed hurriedly. There seemed to be a trance and anxious call in her ears. She looked up numbly. There was a mist in front of her eyes. She reached out to her face, and her tentacles were full of tears.

"Ah Le, what's the matter? I'm sorry, I don't want to cry..." she flustered her tears, but more and more. She can only cover her face tightly with both hands. "I don't want to cry, i... I just... The lacrimal gland can't help..."

He Ziling felt a sharp pain in her heart and turned pale. He trembled and held her shoulder, "I know... You don't want to cry..."

Tang Tian and Fu Fu couldn't help but red their eyes and couldn't help leaning to the beginning.

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The plane flew all night before reaching its destination. Muxi followed them around the path like a puppet and entered a bedroom. It was so quiet that only a little ticking sound was heard. The faint smell of medicine in the air could not be dispersed.

She grabbed the clothes on her side, looked at them out of the way, and walked in slowly. Each step seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.

At the first moment of seeing her, old Hua flashed a trace of surprise at the bottom of his eyes. Then he knew clearly, nodded towards her, bypassed her and went out of the bedroom.

Muxiyan looked at the center of the bedroom like a person without consciousness. She was about to forget her breathing. She exhausted her whole body strength to force herself to walk with stiff legs to the bedside. When she saw his pale blue face, she couldn't help paralyzing on the ground.

"Jun Hao..." she opened her lips, but her throat was sore and couldn't make a sound. How could you... Become like this... Clearly said to take good care

Seemed to feel the familiar breath, the frown of the person on the bed was suddenly tightened again, and silently opened his lips.

Mu Xi was stunned, propped up and approached him, "Jun Hao, what do you say and what do you want?"

"Xi Yan..." the weak words hit her heart like thunder. There was a sudden stabbing pain in her chest, and tears fell uncontrollably on his eyes. However, he just tightened the center of his eyebrows and still had no other reaction.

"You wake up..." wake up!

She threw herself down beside his bed for fear of disturbing him. She could only hold his cold and frightening hand in one hand and tightly cover her mouth in the other hand to prevent herself from crying.

She didn't know how long her tears had flowed. It seemed that she didn't stop sleeping in the end. The room was quiet, and she didn't want to wake up.

In a trance, it seemed that someone gently stroked her hair. She frowned, suddenly opened her eyes, and her pupils tightened, "Jun... Jun Hao... I'll call Hua Lao!"

She was about to remember to go, but he grabbed her and shook her head. Maybe it was because he was too unconscious. His voice was hoarse and almost silently spit out a few words, "I want to stay with you for a while..."

Muxi said a burst of sadness, nodded, knelt on the ground beside the bed, fed him some water, she held his hand tightly and rubbed it carefully, but the temperature in the palm was still as cold as ice.

Why is it still so cold... She was in a hurry, her throat also spread a smell of blood, and her tears fell down.

"Don't cry..." he shook her hand gently.

Mu Xiyan was stunned and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away his tears. "How do you feel? Do you want to eat, I'll make it for you!"

Fu Junhao shook his head and looked at her quietly for a long time. All his emotions were finally buried in the darkness at the bottom of his eyes.

He said, "you shouldn't have come..."

His tone was so calm, his expression was so calm, there was no reluctance, no resentment, even no despair, only calm to frightening acceptance.

But the more he was like this, muxiyan felt more frightened. She forced a smile and said, "I'm coming. I'll depend on you all my life. How about you get up and catch me!"

Fu Junhao took a deep look at her and smiled faintly, "Naughty!"

Mu Xiyan smiled, "it's just a liar. How about it?!"

"Do whatever you want!" he seemed helpless.

"Hum!" Muxi said softly, pretending to be relaxed and talking to him about various topics, and he listened quietly and responded to her with a smile from time to time.

In fact, both of them know that they are just deceiving themselves and others, but sometimes people can't be happy except deceiving themselves and others.

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The next morning, Muxi woke up in a quiet voice. He was surprised. He hurriedly looked up at the man on the bed. His eyebrows were calm. He didn't even frown. It seemed that he had never been awake last night.

"Jun Hao..." she couldn't help shaking her voice and reached out to explore his nose. The intermittent breath made her blood suddenly dry.

Don't

She suddenly got up, stumbled out and shouted hysterically, "Hua Lao, Hua Lao!!"

Hearing her voice, the old Chinese rushed out of their room immediately. Before she could speak, he rushed into the bedroom. Muxiyan was stiff and cold. He couldn't take a step.

"Xiaoyan..." he Ziling caressed her painfully. She gave him a dull look, then broke away from him and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

He Ziling felt a deep pain at the bottom of her eyes and tightened her fist. Fu Fu and Tang Tian also closed their eyes powerlessly.

"How's it going?" Fu Fu asked old Hua anxiously.

Old Hua frowned tightly and suddenly took back his hand. His eyes were unbelievable, "how could..."

"Old Hua, what's the matter?" Tang Tiantian stepped forward and asked him anxiously.

Mr. Hua tightened his fist and slowly turned to look at several people. His tone was very heavy, "there will be a month at most. You... Get ready!"

The pupils of several people suddenly shrunk. Before they opened their mouth, the bleak cry of Muxi's words spread, "it's impossible. He woke up last night and talked to me. He also promised to accompany me to see the long flowing water!"

Several people were shocked and stared at him. Old Hua's face changed and asked anxiously, "how did he look at that time?"

"Although his face was very pale, his spirit was good..." when she said this, her voice stopped sharply, her body suddenly retreated and leaned against the wall, her eyes were wide, and she looked at the people on the bed tightly.

He Ziling and others listened to her and looked at Hua Lao's increasingly ugly face. They suddenly understood that they all turned white.

This situation can only be a reflection

"There's nothing... Can I do?" Fu Fu stared at old Hua sadly. "Can't I really do it?"

"A slim chance of survival is possible, but you really can't do it!" Hua shook his head in red eyes. "I'm sorry, what else is he willing to do if he has Kwai's wishes?"

"How could this happen..." Fu Fu's eyes were about to crack. He suddenly knelt down with tears in his eyes. He was useless. He didn't protect his wife twenty years ago. Now he can't even protect his only child.

Tang Tian slowly sat on the sofa, his eyes empty and scary. He Ziling pulled his fist tightly, and his eyes were gloomy, painful and deep, which made people can't see his thoughts clearly.

Muxi Yan's pupil shrank suddenly. What he said in the scene of touching her hair last night flashed through her mind one by one. Her heart hurt and blood gas surged up her throat. She couldn't help it anymore. She covered her chest and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and her body hit the low mountain.

"Xiaoyan!!" he Ziling once took hold of her soft body, and his heart could not help shaking. He looked at the dying man in bed and the shocking blood at the corner of her mouth. His heart was almost numb.

He's dead. Can you really live well?