The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  Zhan Mu Qian almost embraced her with trembling arms.

  "Cotton...Cotton...Will you talk to me?"

  He missed her so much.

  I often dare not think about it.

  With this kind of panic and depression, he spent dozens of days and nights.

  Although most of the time, Miaoyu is no different from Mianmian in his eyes.

  Even if there are two completely different personalities, to him, they are both the little girl in his heart.

  …………

  He held the cotton quilt tightly.

  The body is getting stiffer and stiffer.

  She seems to have no temperature at all.

Although    is awake, his eyes seem to be asleep.

  Zhan Mu Qian became extremely patient.

  Even if Mianmian does not even respond even a little bit, she is unwilling to give alms.

  The temperature in the room became a little cold.

  Zhan Mu Qian's heart is warm.

  After a long time.

  He said solemnly: "Mianmian, we...long time no see."

  Mianmian looks very calm, maybe not as calm as it seems in her heart.

  She finally opened her mouth slowly.

   said in a faint voice: "Do you really want to see me? Is it that you are not satisfied with the current state of life...?"

  Zhan Muqian's eyes were slightly dim, "Mianmian, it is so hard for me to see you again, can I... don't do this?"

  He furrowed his brows, he could see the pain suppressed.

   "Can we please say a few words?"

  Since he realized that Mianmian's master suddenly came back, his eyes have not left her for a moment.

  But in Mianmian’s expression, he saw many things he had never seen before.

  Although he is sure that the person in front of him is his cotton.

  Can also clearly and clearly feel...

  She has changed.

  I haven’t seen each other for a few months, she has changed a lot.

  It's like missing something from the depths of the soul.

  Or maybe...getting a certain medium that she didn't have before.

  …………

  Mianmian suddenly pulled the corners of her lips and smiled.

  "Your Excellency, we are already divorced. You won't lose your memory just because I died for a few months, right? Alzheimer? Are you forgetful? Two people who are already divorced, probably don't have to talk.

  Zhan Muqian's face became more and more stiff and cold.

  The lost and recovered ecstasy is gradually replaced by panic...

  Losing cotton is already an unbearable pain for him.

  He endured it for a few months.

  Because of Miaoyu's compensation, although life is full of shortcomings, it is also a bit more pleasant and comfortable than when we had a stalemate with Mianmian.

  But now...he even lost Miaoyu.

  His pupils are getting colder: "I regret it. The divorce agreement was torn up by me. I do not intend to divorce, and I decided to never discuss divorce."

  Mianmian snorted coldly: "Why? Is it because you fell in love with that person who doesn't exist at all, that Jiang Miaoyu who exists like an illusion?"

Zhan Muqian slowly shook his head, "Not only I love her. Miaoyu loves me too. She is just a young girl and doesn't know how to distinguish between men and women for the time being, but it doesn't matter, she will realize it soon. "

  If it is not for Miaoyu to see his heart as soon as possible.

  He won’t bring Yan Sheng home either.

   Jiang Mianmian sneered, "It's just a branch of my soul. Do you think I will allow Miaoyu to fall in love with you?"

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