ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] After dinner, Mu Anyou accompanied Hui Hui to build blocks. Zhan Aofan came back after answering the phone. He did not get up and leave as she wanted, but walked to her and took her hand.

He picked up the building blocks and said: "You can lie down next to it for a while."

This was exactly what Mu An was thinking. She was indeed feeling uncomfortable all over, her waist was tight, and building blocks was a labor of patience. She couldn't hold on any longer, but she couldn't leave Hui Hui alone.

Zhan Aofan moved a chair and sat beside the bed, while Mu Anyou moved to the other side of the bed and pulled a thin quilt half over his body.

After a while, Zhan Aofan looked at Hui Hui, who was concentrating on playing, and then turned his gaze towards Mu Anyou and asked softly: "Are you feeling better?"

Mu Anyou understood what he was asking and nodded. It was indeed true. The slight warmth in her lower abdomen relieved the pain a bit.

"When did this problem... start?" Zhan Aofan thought for a moment and asked slowly.

There was a hint of trance in his vision, and Mu Anyou shook his head: "I forgot." When did it start? I really can't remember clearly, it seems since after giving birth to Huihui...

Seeing that she didn't want to say too much, Zhan Aofan wisely shut up and stopped asking about this topic.

For a moment, there was only silence in the room, and then there was Zhan Aofan and Mu Hui talking softly. Gradually, Mu Anyou fell asleep in a daze.

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When she woke up the next day, Mu Anyou found that Huihui was still asleep beside her. The memory of last night was too scattered. It took a long time to piece it together before she remembered that she fell asleep too fast last night and didn't even know when he left.

have no idea.

When the door opened, Mu Anyou raised her eyes and saw Zhan Aofan walking in with breakfast. His face was a little haggard and his shirt was also wrinkled. He narrowed his eyes slightly. Could it be...

Seeing her appraising posture and increasingly gloomy eyes, Zhan Aofan coughed lightly and explained: "I went back to the company last night and saw that you were asleep so I didn't call you again." The implication was that I

He didn't stay here overnight. It would be better if she didn't drive him away now, so how dare he touch her bottom line.

Mu Anyou naturally understood his explanation and did not answer any more.

Huihui hadn't woken up yet, so the two of them had a dull breakfast.

After the meal, Zhan Aofan took out an exquisite rectangular box and handed it to her, and said in a low and hoarse voice that sounded like morning: "I wanted to give it to you some time ago, but I never had the chance."

"What?" Mu Anyou asked in confusion, but did not take it.

"A bottle of perfume, Rose of Versailles." Zhan Aofan's hand was hanging in the air. Seeing that she didn't take it, he felt a little nervous, so he put the box in his hand on the table and pushed it in front of her.

In my memory, she rarely wore a variety of perfumes or fell in love with a certain luxury brand like other girls, except for that one time.

I remember that it was Aunt Mu's birthday. She said she wanted to buy a perfume for her mother as a birthday gift, so he accompanied her to the Dior store. After choosing the gift, he found her staring at a perfume and studying it with admiration.

——Like it? He saw her thoughts and asked softly.

——Well, Mu An nodded anxiously, the Rose of Versailles, love that never fades, she likes this meaning.

——Buy it if you like it. He chuckled, attracted by the concentration and clarity in her eyes.

——Isn’t it a little luxurious? A limited edition bottle costs hundreds of thousands. Although she has always been born into a wealthy family, she doesn’t spend money like water.

——You should start saving money for me now, my unmarried little wife, huh? Looking at her cute expression, he smiled ambiguously.

Mu Anyou's memory has obviously brought back the long past...

Growing up, he gave her many gifts, including various Barbie dolls when she was a child, and princess dresses when she grew up...

Only that bottle of perfume has never been used by her. Is she reluctant to part with it? It should be right, not because of its expensive value, but because of his intentions. He could see her liking and her reluctance to part with it. It was a pleasure.

bought.

After chasing him for so many years, only at that moment did she clearly feel that this man cared about her, even just a little bit, and she was satisfied.

At that time, she always thought that there was still a long way to go in her life with him. Take your time, and one day, she would let his little care turn into many, many, many, but she forgot,

Many things have been destined for a long time. They are not yours and will eventually slip away.

She left in such a hurry and in too much confusion that she didn't even have time to pack her luggage when she left. Naturally, she didn't take the bottle of perfume with her.

Many years later, she gradually understood that those people, things, and things that she never forgets will gradually be forgotten while she never forgets them.

Some pain will eventually pass, and some wounds will always heal, even if they leave wounds.

The memory lasts a long time, and the thoughts only last for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Mu Anyou looked at the eyes staring at him in front of him, and slowly opened his lips and said: "Give it to the person who needs it. I don't need this anymore."

." A low voice, a calm face, a face without too many emotional ups and downs.

Zhan Aofan took a breath and looked at her unprepared. He was silent for a long time, and then he spoke slowly and hoarsely: "That day... I wanted to give it to you when I bought it. I remember... you only liked this before.

One type.”

Mu Anyou curled her lips bitterly: "You also said it was 'before'."

This was the first time that the two of them mentioned the past since they met again. They avoided it carefully or without leaving a trace, not daring or unwilling to touch on topics that were too deep.

His heart ached, and his clasped hands tightened unconsciously. His chest was so tight that he couldn't say a word. Zhan Aofan just looked at her intently, not wanting to miss every detail on her face.

expression.

Mu Anyou's eyes were filled with confusion, and a slow voice spread in the air: "Zhan Aofan, after five years, some things will change slowly or passively. This is something you and I have to admit.

Facts." She learned to work for a living, adapted to looking at the faces of all kinds of people, no longer used those luxury brands, no longer paid attention to those trends, and went back and forth between home and work at two o'clock every day,

The focus of life is all about glory and making money. Many things that I once didn't even dare to think about have changed like this.

"I know." Zhan Aofan said with difficulty. He had already understood that she was no longer the woman who never tired of chasing behind him.

"Don't worry, I won't deprive you of your right to see Huihui." Mu Anyou thought he was worried about something, so she gave him a definite answer. Some things were facts, and she understood.

Zhan Aofan felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He looked at her back as she stood up and walked out of the house. For a long time, she sat there blankly...

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