ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] Zhan Aofan's face was extremely pale, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips were trembling almost imperceptibly. His hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, and the veins on the backs of his hands were clearly visible.

Mu Xile just stared at him coldly, and after a moment, she opened her lips and said, "You can give up now, Zhan Aofan, if it weren't for Huihui, do you think our Mu family would let you go easily?" Regarding his father's matter.

Maybe he wasn't wrong, he was just being cold-hearted, but he shouldn't bother An An again.

The scars all over her body caused her to lose the weight of her life, which was all the courage and persistence that once supported her life. Now, that little person has completely walked out of her life, asking her to...

How to move towards the unknown?

"Why don't you get out?" Mu Xile frowned.

"I... want to see Youyou." Zhan Aofan squeezed out a few words with difficulty on his lips. It was the same sentence he just said. He wanted to see her, he wanted to see her like crazy.

"I'm right here. If you have anything to say, just say it."

The door of the living room was pushed open from the outside, and Mu Anyou stood quietly at the door with an expressionless face.

Zhan Aofan's body froze for an instant, and he quickly walked over and stood in front of her. He opened his mouth and called out in a slightly hoarse voice: "You worry."

Mu Anyou raised her eyes and looked at him. The distance between the two was very close, so close that she could smell his rapid breathing.

The haggard face, the stubble on the chin, and the narrow eyes revealed neither sharpness, determination, nor tenderness, but full of sorrow and pleading. This was the second time that Zhan Aofan looked so decadent and humble.

See.

Suddenly she remembered that night, under the pale and mottled moonlight, he knelt in front of her, crying like a child.

That night, Zhan Aofan like that touched the softest and most fragile chord in her heart. But this time, was her heart too numb? She just felt that she couldn't feel anything anymore.

"If you have anything to say, tell me now." Mu An opened her lips in worry, with a light voice and a light expression.

Zhan Aofan's chest suffocated and he murmured: "Youyou, I'm...I'm sorry." There were so many things that when he asked him to speak, he realized that he had no way to talk about them.

"I'm sorry?" Mu Anyou repeated softly, then shook his head: "No, don't say these three words to me, because they always bring a lot of hurt behind them."

At this moment, Zhan Aofan held his breath. Panic and emptiness spread all over his body, with a hint of despair that made his heartbeat almost stop for an instant.

There was no love or hatred on her face, and it was not as calm as it once was, but empty. There was no more starlight in those beautiful eyes, and no reflection of his Zhan Aofan could be found.

"Youyou, I... love you." The words lingered on the tip of the tongue for a long time, but they were so weak when they were spit out.

Mu Anyou just raised the corners of her lips in a vague way: "Do you love me enough to have children with other women?"

"Youyou, I..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"Is the child in Chen Jieya's belly yours? You just need to answer yes or no." Mu Anyou's eyes were fixed on him for a moment, her tone was not aggressive, but she was firm and insistent.

Zhan Aofan's body trembled and he did not answer, but his lowered eyes acquiesced.

Mu Anyou "Zhan Aofan, have I ever told you that I can accept your lack of love, but I cannot tolerate your deception?" Mu Anyou looked at her quietly.

"Yes." Zhan Aofan was silent for a long time, and squeezed out this affirmative answer from his lips with difficulty.

"Hui Hui's funeral has ended long ago, and there is no longer any connection between us. From now on, I only hope that we will never see each other again in this life!"

Mu Xile beside her was startled. This was the first time in these days that she heard Huihui's name from An An's mouth. It turned out that she remembered everything, but she was just subconsciously escaping in her heart, hiding in the network she had woven.

I don't want to come out.

"What happened to Youyou... Huihui..., my pain and sadness are no less than yours. I know, I'm a bastard, but Youyou, can you let me stay with you? As long as you are willing, we can still

have……"

"More children?" Mu Anyou continued his unfinished words, with a strange curve on his lips: "There will be more children, but it will be you, not me, and certainly not us."

Zhan Aofan's chest tightened: "Sorrow..."

"Zhan Aofan, I'm actually very confused. What kind of confidence does it have that allows you to stand in front of me so nonchalantly after so many things happened, telling me that everything will pass and everything can start again? Or you?

Do you really think that my heart is made of stone, and it will remain indifferent to any harm, will not be broken, and will not hurt?"

Zhan Aofan's face instantly turned pale, and he just looked at her with his lips tightly pursed.

For a long time, the air was filled with stagnant breath.

"It's getting late, you can leave." Looking at the watch in his hand, Mu Anyou spoke and gave the order to expel the guests.

"Youyou, can I... never be forgiven again?" Zhan Aofan raised his eyes, flashing the merest hope.

Mu Anyou raised her eyelashes, parted her lips, and said lightly: "I have never regretted so much as I did at this moment, giving you another chance to get close." If she had not compromised, she would not have wanted to follow her.

If my heart breaks once, will the ending be different? Will she still be the single mother who is struggling for a living but living happily? No matter how hard and tired she is, she will see that little figure when she comes home and listen to him

She kept asking: Mom, are you tired?

If, if...

But if it is the two most cruel words in the world, it represents the past, irreversibility, and permanent loss.

Listening to her low voice, she spat out the most heartless words, denying all the sweetness and warmth of these days. Zhan Aofan's inner hope and the only string that supported him collapsed in an instant.

Mu Zhai, who didn't know how to leave, didn't know how he got into the car. He just looked at the street and the people walking outside through the front window. The passing vehicles were blurry in front of his eyes, and the words echoed over and over in his mind.

It's all what she said...

——Zhan Aofan, I beg you, don’t come to my house again, don’t disturb my family again, and best of all, don’t appear in my sight again.

——Youyou, please give me... a time limit, okay? He humbly prayed that he could wait as long as she wanted until she forgives her.

——Forever! She looked at him quietly, making him sigh in despair.

——Youyou, the world is small, we will always meet.

——The world is also very big, because there are too many passers-by, and goodbyes are also strangers.

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