ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] Looking at the figure in front of him, Mu Anyou didn't know if this encounter was a coincidence, but it could only be a coincidence!

Two years later, she finally got out of the past, finally put away her memories, and finally had a stable and peaceful life. She couldn't easily go back to where she started.

The man in front of him has already withdrawn from her world and her stage. He has children, and in the future, maybe now, he will have a wife.

Everything about him has nothing to do with her!

She is Mu Anyou, who only seeks stability in this world, and he is the king who created a business legend. They are originally at opposite ends!

Zhan Aofan stood there quietly, a few steps away from her, looking at the bright and dark mottled lights on her face, staring at her intently, looking at the dazed expression on her face caused by memories.

, feeling anxious and looking forward to it.

Did she also remember it? She remembered the past that was inseparable from their lives. She didn't completely forget and abandon him, right? She was just sad and despaired of him. In fact, he still had

Opportunity, right?

He just looked at her intently, not daring to miss a single expression or get any closer.

Then he saw her eyes light up again, retracting her dazed memories, and seeing her raise the corners of her lips, smiling politely and indifferently, and she said: "Zhan Aofan, you can take a taxi at the intersection in front of you.

, be careful on the road.”

"Zhan Aofan, goodbye!" She smiled faintly and turned around without any regret.

He looked at her back and the tiny steps under her feet, and felt a pain in his heart. He took a few big steps over, hugged her tightly behind him, and shouted weakly and brokenly one after another: "Worry, worry.

Worry, worry..."

She didn't move or struggle, she just let him hold her, burying his head in her neck, feeling the warm and hoarse breath coming out of his mouth.

This is the last time, she told herself!

Maybe from now on, for the rest of her life, she will never see this man again.

"Zhan Aofan, you... are well." After a long silence, her low words came out of her lips, live a good life, take good care of yourself, and live well.

Because this is not only what I hope for, but also what Huihui hopes for.

The man holding her carries all the love memories in her youthful sparks, connected to her heart, her liver, and her flesh and blood.

Even though the peeling was so painful that her flesh and blood were blurred, she clearly told herself that she could no longer have this man, and probably couldn't afford it.

"Youyou...I...don't want to let go, what should I do?" He was in his neck, smelling the sweet scent of her body. How many times in his memory, he watched her wake up in his arms, with the sprinkles on her cheeks.

With the tiny bits of sunshine filtering in from the window sill, embracing her, it seemed like she owned the whole world.

"Zhan Aofan, if you...really...love me, then...separate yourself from each other!" She lowered her eyes and watched as his hands wrapped around her waist and he clenched them fiercely, strangling her until she couldn't breathe.

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"Everyone is safe at the end of the world?" He murmured and repeated, shaking his head: "No, Youyou... you can't be so cruel, how can you be so cruel to me?"

Cruel? Mu Anyou smiled and asked, which one of them is more cruel than the other?

"Zhan Aofan, it's been almost two years since we separated, right?" Her voice was low in the wind.

"No, it's ten months and twenty-seven days a year!" His voice was hoarse and certain, and he murmured in response.

Mu Anyou shrank her fingertips, then spoke, looking at the vast night: "You have also seen that I am living a good life. My life without you is much better than I imagined, and I am much happier." Even in his heart.

A corner of the house is always empty.

"I am alone, walking on a strange road, looking at strange scenery, and I will fall in love with someone other than you in the future."

No, Zhan Aofan's breathing suddenly became rapid. How could she fall in love with someone else? He didn't allow it. In his life, the only one he had devoted all his energy to loving was a woman named Mu Anyou. How could she fall in love with someone else in the future?

After all the love in his life is taken away, will he fall in love with someone else?

But she seemed not to notice his sadness and anxiety, and continued to speak in a low voice: "I am no longer the little princess of the Mu family who regarded you as my whole life when I was young, nor am I seeking a stable and complete family anymore.

A single mother who wants to follow her heart for once, all the ties between us were completely broken when Huihui left two years ago. Whether you admit it or not, we can't go back!"

After saying this, she glanced at the lights on the apartment building. Among the lights, there was a window, and one of them belonged to her.

That's it, after all the sailings, you'll have peace of mind, this is your final destination!

Her hands peeled off his fingers one by one, leaving his back without looking back.

She said she was very happy, she said she lived a good life without him!

But, Youyou, do you know that my life without you is very bad!

I have never thought that living is such a painful thing.

He stood quietly in the night wind, watching the lights on the apartment building go out one by one, including the one in her house.

My heart, little by little, finally became completely cold, and I was so desperate that there was no way out!

That man never left her apartment.

Mu Anyou hid behind the curtains, looking at the small black spot under the streetlight in the distance, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

Emilio looked at her back and felt heartbroken.

——Amy, please stay tonight and think of it as helping me. Her voice was very tired, with a hint of emptiness.

He nodded, just not wanting to see her furrowed brows and red and swollen eyes.

He knew that she wanted to cut off all thoughts about that man and the past, but Princesa, are you sure you can forget it?

At three o'clock in the morning, most of the night had passed. Mu An was worried about being thirsty, so he got up and poured a glass of warm water to drink.

When I returned to the bedroom, I paused, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but walk to the window and look down.

The fingertips tightened slightly, and a delicate pain flashed across them. Looking at the miniature that stood out in the dim yellow light, overlooking it from a height of more than ten floors, it was obviously such a tiny black spot, but it stung like a needle.

her eyes.

One minute, one second, the hands move slowly.

One second, one minute, time flies by.

Zhan Aofan was leaning on the railing under the street lamp, looking up at the dark floor. He didn't dare to think about whether she was sleeping in the arms of another man at this moment, or whether that man was like him, looking at

Watching her sleeping, so greedy that you can't move your eyes away?

There were cigarette butts scattered all over the ground under his feet. The summer in Madrid was obviously suffocatingly hot, but at this moment, he felt the cold wind passing by, making his whole body feel chilly.

The ringtone of his mobile phone rang suddenly in the silent night, but he seemed not to hear it. Until it rang over and over again, he finally became impatient, so he put out the cigarette on his fingertips, frowned and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

I looked at the caller ID and was a little surprised, so I picked it up and put it to my ear.

"Hello." The hoarse voice was too tired, with a bit of suppressed pain.

The person on the other end of the phone was slightly startled, and there was a hint of worry in his words: "Aofan, are you feeling unwell?" Li Zizheng asked with concern.

"No." Zhan Aofan responded in a low voice: "Uncle Li, what's wrong?" At four thirty in the morning, Uncle Li couldn't help but know that there must be something very important to call at this time.

"Aofan, the American Children's Medical Center called and said that the child is showing signs of waking up." Li Zizheng's voice was filled with excitement. He clearly knew what such news meant to the person on the other end of the phone.

Zhan Aofan's eyes suddenly narrowed due to excitement, and he was so trembling that he almost couldn't hold the phone in his hand.

Recover calm as quickly as possible and briefly explain the other person's next arrangements and itinerary.

When I hung up the phone, thin raindrops floated from the sky, hitting my body with a slight chill.

Looking up at the darkness before dawn, he could not restrain his excitement and joy. Did God finally take pity on him?

Mu Anyou lay on the bed tossing and turning, listening to the sound of ticking on the glass window. He couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He told himself over and over again, Mu Anyou, just treat that person as a passerby, he loves

What's wrong with you?

He took the pillow and covered his head completely, telling himself, sleep, sleep.

But a few minutes later, I threw the pillow aside in annoyance, sat up suddenly, walked to the window and lifted the curtains, and sure enough, the black spot was still there.

I bit my lip, grabbed my clothes and put them on, and took an umbrella with me when I went out.

Zhan Aofan just looked up at the sky quietly. The rain had already wet his whole body without realizing it. There was a strange arc on the corner of his lips, which seemed sad and happy at the same time. He was lost in thought, if he told her the news immediately, would it be okay?

Forgiven?

No, he can't tell her yet! He shook his head and threw away the thought that had just crossed his mind. He wanted to go to the United States in person and come back to her when everything settled down. Maybe, by then, he would no longer be alone.

Whether she calls him a scoundrel or shameless, at that time, with that unbreakable concern, she will definitely not marry anyone else easily.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the approaching figure until...

"Zhan Aofan, what are you going to do? If you want to get mad, go far away and don't get under my nose." There was anger in her high-pitched voice, and she glared at him fiercely.

"Youyou?" He came back to his senses in shock and looked at her standing a few steps away with some disbelief. For a moment, he thought he was dazzled.

She was wearing shorts, a cardigan, and holding an umbrella. She glared at him angrily, her eyes seeming to spit out fire.

"Zhan Aofan, where's your pride? Where's your ruthlessness? We can get together and part ways, can't we?" Why do we have to make each other so embarrassed?

Her rebuke was like a drill twisting his heart. He opened his mouth and spat out with difficulty: "Youyou...I..."

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