Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"If there is nothing between us? You can erase everything in the past in one word? Those memories are in my heart, aren't they... "

Mu Jingyang didn't know what to say. He once thought that to love someone is to give that person the best thing. But now, if hang Yun needed something, he couldn't see it clearly.

Once thought that hang YunRuo wanted a complete family, he gave it to him. Once thought hang YunRuo want to find relatives, make up for the regret in the heart, he did.

But now, what does hang YunRuo want? Mu Jingyang helplessly shook his head, he love too failed. Failed to know what to give hang YunRuo.

"Memory is the most useless thing in the world. When you put it in your body, whenever you are dissatisfied with real life, you will take it out and comfort yourself. After all, we still have the past! But the past is the past and can never be compared with the present! "

Hang YunRuo looks at the passers-by outside the car window and sees some people holding the children's hands and laughing as they walk. Such a picture is really beautiful, but she may not have such a beautiful life.

Is also oneself, really not good enough, so the world's beautiful, she can't have it.

Mu Jingyang looks at hang YunRuo's face, and his anger is getting stronger and stronger. Can't she, like other women, seek comfort in front of her husband?

As a husband, Mu Jingyang feels excluded by hang YunRuo. She doesn't need herself! Mu Jingyang smashed his big hand on the leather seat.

"Stop the car!" Mu Jingyang pushed the door open and stepped out of the car. Hang YunRuo closed his eyes slightly, and the pain in his heart magnified a little, and his eyes were blurred by tears.

She lowered her head, looking at her finger, also looking at the finger that no wedding ring, a year time ring is still shining, but the feelings between them, still shining like this ring?

"Take her home!" Mu Jingyang's voice came coldly when he closed the door. The driver nodded, then looked at the little grandmother who did not speak with her head down. With a slight sigh, he started the car and set out for Mu's old house.

When hang YunRuo stood at the door of Mu's old house again, he felt as if he was separated from the rest of the world. In the morning, she and Mu Jingyang were still so sweet.

But less than a day later, their relationship fell directly below the freezing point. Before every time there was a little conflict, hang YunRuo always asked for peace first, but this time, she was really tired.

She knows Mu Jingyang's character. Maybe it's because of his success as a teenager or his talent. He's not used to admitting his mistakes or apologizing. Even if he knows it's his own problem, he has to admit defeat before others come.

In the past, hang YunRuo always felt that husband and wife should not care so much. What if you win the argument? Maybe we can take a step back, maybe we can have a big future.

But this time, hang YunRuo has no idea of seeking peace. Sometimes, when he is tired, he wants someone to take the initiative. When the nanny saw hang YunRuo coming back, she wanted me to ask her about the child, but she saw the driver shaking his head and didn't speak any more.

Hang YunRuo lowered his head and walked slowly to the bedroom. When he opened the door, he saw the traces of Mu Jingyang in the whole room, and even the faint smell of Mu Jingyang in the air.

The book Mu Jingyang read last night was still beside the bed, and the clothes he ran back this morning were still on the stool. Although everything was the same, hang YunRuo knew what was different.

Hang YunRuo quietly lies on Mu Jingyang's position, his little hand gently stroking Mu Jingyang's pillow, as if stroking Mu Jingyang's broad chest.

Tears can no longer control the flow down, a little bit wet Mu Jingyang's pillow, hang YunRuo tightly hugged the pillow, finally will endure a long time of grief, thoroughly burst out.

Nanny stood outside the door and heard hang YunRuo yelling in the room. She was also sad. If hang Yun didn't like other people, he was fierce to them.

Even in their own physical discomfort will take the initiative to help do some housework, know that there are difficulties at home to their own good money, such a good man how can not have a smooth life!

The driver had already told her about the quarrel between the two. She understood the quarrel because she was not pregnant. However, it was not convenient for an outsider to intervene in emotional matters. With a sigh, she decided to prepare hot milk for her grandmother.

Hang YunRuo cried for a long time, and finally he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening.

If hang Yun doesn't turn on the light, he adapts to the darkness for a while, and slowly goes to the direction of the study. The study is also dark. It's obvious that Mu Jingyang hasn't come back yet.

Hang YunRuo is sitting on the sofa by himself. Through the glass window, he can see that it seems to be snowing again. The pure white snow will cover the trace of the whole world little by little.

Hang YunRuo gently asked himself in the dark, can all things be covered up like this? Is not a long time, all the pain can be forgotten? All the quarrels and tears, can be diluted by time a little bit, and finally be thrown away?

Thinking of this, hang YunRuo showed a bitter smile in the dark. Her heart is too small, too fragile. Even if she can forget and forgive, it will take her a long time.

She curled up in the corner of the sofa, her eyes blurred by tears again. Although I told myself that I must not be soft hearted this time, my mind was full of Mu Jingyang's smile.

Hang YunRuo suddenly remembers the painting she painted for mu Jingyang when he turned his back to him a few years ago. At that time, hang YunRuo firmly believed that as long as she always stood in the same place, Mu Jingyang would always look back and find that he was waiting for him.

But now, she is sitting on the sofa, waiting for him to go home with a fluke. If hang Yun thinks that if Mu Jingyang comes back now, she will jump into Mu Jingyang's arms and tell him that children are very important, but they are not as important as you.

I hope to be with you all my life, even without children. So, please come back, OK.

Hang YunRuo listened to the ticking sound of the quartz clock in the living room and spent the night. She didn't see Mu Jingyang until the sky lit up and the sun warmed up a little.

"Forget it, I really can't wait this time... Can't wait!" Hang YunRuo rubs his numb legs, staggers back to the bedroom and looks around the bedroom again.

Turn off the light in the bedroom and close the window. Before everyone wakes up, hang YunRuo walks out of Mu's old house alone.

She is now in the morning, looking at the familiar Mu's old house, with a faint smile on her face, waving to it!