ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] - In fact, it’s not bad to have such media. Maybe in the future you will raise a little singer, a little lover or something. Thanks to them, I won’t be the last person to know about it.

.In the sudden memory, whose voice was smiling and teasing, with the agility of girlhood.

——In this life, I will identify you as the only one who belongs to you.

——Don’t talk too much, Zhan Aofan. In this life, I’ve put you through too many mistakes. If that day comes, you don’t have to explain or confess to me. I’m too lazy to listen.

, we two can get together and part ways easily, I will take my son out of your sight coolly and neatly.

——Huh? Where are you going? I will chase you to the end of the world.

——Really? If I want to leave, I will definitely go to a place where you can't find me even if I go to the end of the world.

The words came true, she really left so neatly and decisively...

——Zhan Aofan, do you really think I’m a fool? Do you really think I didn’t know that the partner behind Li Yifa was Chen Jieya from beginning to end? Or do you really think you can protect her for the rest of your life?

——Oh, no wonder, you have never worried that I may never give birth to another child. No wonder you are so confident that Huihui will definitely have a companion in the future. What? You plan to take back the child that Chen Jieya gave birth to.

How can I, a woman who cannot have children, support me? You are so great and your thoughts are so thoughtful.

——Zhan Aofan, how could I blindly fall in love with you? A heartless bastard! A shameless bastard!

That was the first time in all the years he had known her that he heard such a vicious rebuke from her mouth. She was obviously smiling, but she pulled out the coldest arc and cut off all his retreat options!

The huge photo on the home page is what entertainment reporters are good at capturing.

He realized so clearly and sadly that even if he were the protagonist on this page, it would have nothing to do with her.

Because from the day she decided to leave, she never planned to come back.

Is his consciousness too vague? He actually feels that the slender back of the woman in the picture is very similar to her. Even the passive posture when being hugged by others is very similar to her, with her head slightly raised and lowered.

The standing hands and the circular scars on the palms of the fingers are very similar...

Wait, scar... His dazed consciousness suddenly woke up. Zhan Aofan stared at the place on the picture that was almost unnoticeable with his eyes wide open. After looking at it for a long time, his breathing began to quicken.

, the heart beat violently and wildly.

It's her, it's her, it must be her!

Inexplicably, Zhan Aofan was so sure that the woman in the picture must be her.

The thirteen-year-old girl accidentally discovered him and Mo Zi hiding in the room who had just learned to smoke. She frowned and stared at her big beautiful eyes. She quickly ran in front of them and reached out to grab the burning tobacco.

The cigarette between his fingers caught him off guard. He subconsciously tried to dodge, but accidentally touched the cigarette butt to the ring finger of her left hand...

For a moment, he could even clearly hear the rustling sound in the air, as well as the fishy smell of burning skin and flesh when it met the heat...

Her face was pale, and she bit her lower lip so hard that it almost bled. She endured the pain, and there were big drops of sweat on her forehead. She held on to his arm tightly to prevent him from getting up and calling someone.

——Uncle Zhan will beat you! Her voice was trembling but stubborn.

Was it from that moment that his cold heartstrings were plucked, hurting her, doting on her, and he once ridiculously thought that it was his brother's feelings for his sister?

Worry, can you please let me cling to you this time? I just ask for God’s gift so that I can find you!

Eleven o'clock, quiet night.

After Chang Yan finished his explanation honestly, he finally sent his brother's great god away. Just when he thought he fell asleep, he was woken up by the crazy and non-stop ringing of his mobile phone.

He picked it up in a daze, put it to his ear without even looking at the caller ID, and mumbled out: "Hello." The hoarse voice was full of sleepiness.

"A Yan, where is Youyou?" The other party's tone was so impatient, with suppressed eagerness and excitement.

"Youyou...who is it? I don't know you." Chang Yan mumbled back, his brain not moving at all, he just answered instinctively.

"An'an, where is An'an?"

"Oh, Sister An An, of course we are in Madrid, otherwise you would..." The unfinished words were choked in his throat. Chang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the caller ID on his mobile phone. His sleepiness was instantly swept away by surprise. He...

…What did you just say?

"A Yan, A Yan?" The other party's tone was filled with anxiety that he had never heard before.

"Brother Aofan, I'm here." Chang Yan braced himself and replied in a low voice: "Brother Aofan, I...can't tell you anything."

The other party was quite understanding: "Ayan, I won't force you to tell me something. I just ask you not to tell Youyou." Otherwise, she would definitely leave again.

Begging? Brother Aofan actually "begged" someone?

Chang Yan felt that everything that happened tonight was too weird. The eldest brother recognized Sister An An with a slight scar, but what about Brother Ao Fan? How did he know? And he "begged" him?

My brain was temporarily shut down, and I didn't even know when the other party hung up the phone. When I came to my senses and picked up the phone again, I only heard the beeping busy tone.

Zhan Aofan stood in front of the window, looking at the night sky outside, thinking over and over again in his heart, Madrid, Madrid...

The mottled moonlight shone on his face, reflecting his undisguised excitement.

Regardless of the fact that it was almost early in the morning, Zhan Aofan picked up his cell phone and dialed the assistant secretary who was sleeping in a daze.

"Book a flight to Madrid, the fastest."

After hanging up the phone, Secretary Ji looked confused as to what time it was. He looked at the time on the screen again and again. It was night, not working hours. His brain should be normal...

Early the next morning, the earliest flight to Madrid soared into the sky of City A.

The best seat in the first class cabin allows you to see the most beautiful scenery in the sky, but at this time Zhan Aofan was not in the mood to appreciate it at all. After the initial excitement and excitement, he gradually began to understand when he calmed down.

Some facts, even those he doesn't want to admit and face.

The newspaper in his hand has always been in his hand, from the moment he got on the plane.

Staring at her in the picture steadily, something in my heart was violently tugged, a little painful and suffocating.

Her bob cut to the neck, her black and smooth hair, and even the denim overalls she wore were all worn that day.

The man in front of her was tall and handsome, with blond hair flying in the night wind, and his blue eyes looking at her were filled with tenderness.

On the streets of Barcelona, ​​he and she just passed by each other!

In the hotel room, separated by a wall, she and he were passing by each other!

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