Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

After a day's rest, hang YunRuo goes to Yu's home with a gift. Principal Yu looks at hang YunRuo with a happy smile on his face. He takes what hang YunRuo has in his hand and orders his servants to push Yu SuBai out.

"Tea, this is Pu'er brought back by my old friend from Yunnan. It tastes good. My old friend bought some excellent Dianhong by the way. You can take it back to drink later!"

President Yu is very skilled in making tea. The fresh and elegant aroma of Pu'er tea is diffused, mixed with the faint ink fragrance of president Yu's home, making hang YunRuo feel relaxed and happy as if he were in a sea of books and a tea garden.

"Headmaster Yu, are these all your treasures?" Hang YunRuo put down his tea cup and saw a few words hanging in the living room. The strokes were strong and powerful, and the characters were natural and elegant. He could see that he must have been practicing all the year round and had a solid foundation.

"Well, practicing calligraphy can calm my mind. I like to write whenever my mood is difficult. Just like you draw, you can express your feelings and find inner peace at the same time."

Looking at hang YunRuo, president Yu feels that she has a unique calm and peace. Compared with many girls now, she is a bit more elegant, and feels that hang YunRuo is a rare good girl.

But he shook his head again. How could hang Guocheng's children not be excellent! Once again, I have a look at hang YunRuo, and I feel that the literati temperament of hang YunRuo is almost the same as that of Hang Guo Chengzhen.

"YunRuo, here you are!" Sitting in a wheelchair, Yu Su Bai is pulled out by his servants. When he sees the smile on hang YunRuo's face blooming completely, because he hasn't been out for several months, Yu Su Bai's skin becomes a little white. With such a smile, hang YunRuo feels that some Yu Su Bai is a little dazzling.

"Well, are you in a good mood when you leave the hospital?" Hang YunRuo jokingly said that Yu Su Bai nodded, picked up the SLR camera on his knee and shook it to hang YunRuo.

"I haven't touched my camera for a long time. In the hospital, there are always people coming and going. I'm tired to death. Now I'm ok. I'm clean when I get home. With the camera in my hand, I feel at ease all at once!"

Yu Su Bai carefully wiped the camera in his hand, as if it was not a camera at all, but his rare treasure. The three people looked at each other and laughed tacitly.

"YunRuo, I've learned something about you. I'm sorry for what happened to you. It's clear that you are also an innocent person, but it has brought you a lot of harm. The school is really wrong, but you believe me, when it's over, as long as you are willing to come back, I'll keep your position for you all the time!"

Principal Yu looked at hang YunRuo and said that his face was sincere, and the elder's eyes were full of love for the younger. Hang YunRuo nodded gratefully. In fact, it's hard to say whether she will go back or not. However, she felt very comfortable and happy to hear president Yu say so.

After all, I have paid so much for Luo Yun. Although I don't want any return, I can be recognized as dispelling the last grievance of hang YunRuo's leaving school.

"Thank you, principal Yu. I'm very satisfied with your words!" When hang YunRuo got a cup of tea for Yu, he wanted to pour a cup with Yu SuBai. However, Yu said that every time Yu SuBai drank tea, it was like drinking water from a cow. He just wanted to quench his thirst and didn't know how to taste it. So don't give him good tea. It's a waste.

All three of them laughed for a while. Yu Su Bai was a little embarrassed because of his father's disclosure. But because of this relaxed atmosphere, they were less constrained and more intimate.

"Headmaster Yu, you said you wanted to give me a surprise. What is it?" After a sip of tea, hang YunRuo stops smiling and asks questions in his heart.

"YunRuo, don't call me president Yu. Listen to shengfen, just call me uncle Yu!" Principal Yu patted hang YunRuo lovingly on the shoulder. "In fact, I have known your father for a long time. After confirming that you are Guo Zi's child, I thought I should give you this gift!"

Hang YunRuo was a little surprised when he heard that he knew his father, but he immediately realized that Yu and his father were of the same age. They both liked painting and calligraphy. They had a small circle in those days. They should all know each other, but their friendship was deep and shallow.

"At that time, I was only 17 years old. I met your father through his friends. It was as good as it was at first sight. Your father had a kind of magic power. He conquered many people with his optimism and optimism."

Headmaster Yu looks at hang YunRuo with more and more confused eyes, as if he thinks of Hang Guocheng through hang YunRuo's face.

"At that time, when we were young, we were full of longing and expectation for art in each other's hearts, so we often went around together in a fashion gathering. Those years may be a happy time in my life!"

"Originally, when your father went to the countryside to collect wind, I wanted to go with him, but when he got sick, I had to beg your father again and again to tell him something funny and take more photos for me. But I never thought that the news I was waiting for was that your father's spirit collapsed and he only stayed in his room every day and didn't speak!"

Headmaster Yu's voice is full of strong helplessness. He looks at the distance and remembers that when he saw hang Guocheng's pale and haggard face, his heart is slightly sour.

"At that time, a few of our friends took turns to accompany your father. Sometimes when your father was not so depressed, he would take out the drawing board to draw, but all the colors of the painting were cold colors, and the people who saw it felt heartache for a while...."

Principal Yu sighed again, his face even more depressed. He poured himself a cup of tea with trembling hands, but he never drank it.

"At that time, we all thought that your father would be OK in the end, because he was a calm and objective person. Once we rowed and the boat capsized, and we were scared to death. Only your father laughed brightly, and said that it was good for learning to swim. Sometimes he made some clay handicrafts by himself, and lived happily every day."

"But we never thought that your father committed suicide. The day before he committed suicide, I went to see your father. Your father was painting with a smile that hadn't appeared for a long time. He also talked with me about the good and bad of his painting. Alas..."

Principal Yu raises his hand and wipes the tears from the corner of his eyes. It seems that he is grieving for the death of his good friend. Hang YunRuo pats principal Yu gently to comfort him.

"Don't be too sad, uncle Yu. After all, my father has been dead for so many years. If he can know that you friends haven't forgotten him, he will be very happy!"

"Yes, if your father knew that our old comrades in arms would get together to commemorate him every year, he would feel very happy. Maybe we would go to accompany him in a few years, and he would not be so lonely! Besides, the hang family also found you and your brother. If he knew, he would be very happy! "