Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

He stood by the bed and looked at her unconscious. The doctor had just diagnosed and treated her. She had a cold and a high fever caused by catching a cold.

A needle was inserted into the back of the hand, and antipyretics were administered.

One night, a long night, Mu Shiyue's dream was extremely complicated.

In the dream, she returned to more than ten years ago.

She is not married yet, nor has she met Wen Ruchu, nor has she agreed to be Han Feiyu's girlfriend. She is only 16 years old, with delicate features, fair and tender face, soft complexion, holy like a lotus flower and unassuming.

But there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. At that time, she was carefree and loved to smile.

Looking at the beautiful sunshine in spring, she will laugh, watching the drizzle of Qingming Festival, she will laugh, she will laugh when her clothes are wet by the summer rainstorm, and she will laugh even more when looking at the white snow in winter.

The smile is warm, light, and soft.

Everyone in the Mu family knows that the most beautiful thing is not the brilliant dawn in the morning, nor the majestic scorching sun in the afternoon, nor the sunset glow that turns half of the sky red when the sun sets, but the faint smile on Mu Shiyue's lips.

Even Mr. Mu, who has a lot of work to do every day, and who is stern all day long, will become amiable when he sees his daughter's smile.

At that time, she liked wearing comfortable shoes, holding a book, running to the downtown area, listening to music, bathing in the lazy sunshine, flipping through books, listening to songs, and spending a leisurely day.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the first day of the new year, it was Mu Shiyue's birthday.

Many elderly people and fortune tellers said that her birthday was at a very good time, and it must be her mother's fate in the future. Listening to those, Mu Shiyue would only smile slightly, and jokingly said to Han Feiyu, did you hear that?I am the fate of my mother, the person who wants to marry me is the real dragon emperor, do you have this fate?

At that time, he was young and frivolous, but Han Feiyu insisted that he was and would definitely marry her.

But to this day, the joke at that time has become true.

After all, they don't have a husband and wife relationship, it seems that this is God's will.

Tears rolled down the corners of Mu Shiyue's eyes in a coma, perhaps it was the words in a dream, which reminded her thoughts of reality.

After all, it is someone who has loved, who hasn't fantasized about the future.

It's a lie to say you're not sad.

I remember that on the birthday of that year, the Mu Group had a financial crisis. Mr. Mu had been busy for several months, but the company's performance did not pick up. He was so busy every day, but he did not forget his daughter's birthday.

Although there was no big birthday party, a simple family banquet and birthday cake were essential. On that day, Mu Hewan personally took charge of the cooking, and the table was full of Western and Chinese food.

Then the father took his son and daughter, and the three of them sat down happily, put candles on the cake, and watched Mu Shiyue close his eyes and make a wish.

But she made a wish, no matter what Mu Hewan asked, she didn't say anything, she just smiled slightly, with a playful smile on her lips, and blinked her big cute eyes.

Two months later, when her father died of illness, she stood in front of her parents' tombstone in plain clothes. The pain in her heart spread to her limbs and bones until she became numb, but she persisted without shedding a tear.

On that day, she swore that she would never have another birthday in her life.

Will not wish again.

Because the wish she made that day was to be a family, to be together forever, inseparable.

At his father's funeral, all relatives and friends of Mu's family came, as well as many business clients, partners, etc., also attended. Mu Hewan, as the eldest son, was dressed inside and out in hemp and filial piety.

And Mu Shiyue was just alone, standing aside with his head bowed, motionless, as dull as a puppet, with dull eyes that seemed emotionless.

Many people said that she was cruel, and that her father died without even shedding a tear.

Others said that she was cruel and ruthless by nature, and her life was too hard. She beat her mother to death when she was a child, and now she beats her father to death.

Some people even directly advised Mu Hewan to marry her off as soon as possible, so as not to overwhelm his brother again.

Since that day, many people have been gossiping, talking about it for a long time, and passing it on for a long time.

Mu Shiyue was always indifferent, but no one knew that from that day on, there was a hole in her heart, tumbling with pain and sourness, the heartache was unbearable, and there was a layer of haze covering her uncomfortable and low heart. Even after many years, she still couldn't get out of it. .

From then on, she, who was very talkative and laughing on weekdays, suddenly became very quiet, and there was no smile on her face anymore.

She suffered from depression, refused treatment, refused to take medicine, locked herself in her father's room, and refused to come out for several days.

Seeing that the room is still the same as it was before, the Four Treasures of the Study, the huanghuali table and chairs, the bed, and the Four Treasures of the Study are still there, but the people are gone.

Things are wrong.

That kind of silent blow, like a towering mountain collapsed in an instant, she was crushed under it, and she couldn't get out no matter what.

Later, Mu Hewan forcibly opened the door, carried her to the backyard, and looked at the rows of lush osmanthus, which were always so lush and green in the season of heavy snow in winter, and she felt in her heart It is clear that it was planted by the parents before their death.

Mu Hewan said that her mother probably knew she would leave. Not long after giving birth to Mu Shiyue, she asked someone to find a sapling of Tianzhugui, and planted it with her father. She said that if her parents left that day, Looking at the rows of evergreen osmanthus, it seems as if the parents are still by their side. May the children live in peace, happiness and well-being.

"The ancients said that an elder brother is like a father. Yue, my father is gone, but you still have me, and my brother will accompany you."

That day, she was leaning in his arms, feeling his stalwart mind, and the momentary tall figure landed in her mind for a long time.

I remember his smiling upturned mouth, his kind smile bathed in spring breeze, his clear eyes like water, and his warm and soft eyes.

So much so that when she was in college, she met a man with a similar smile. His smile was as warm as spring, and his eyes were as soft as water. He was Wen Ruchu, her senior.

That was her Wen Ruchu, the man she wanted to catch the most during Mu Shiyue's cardamom years, the man she wanted to be with him for a long time and never be separated.

Even though the years are different and fate is tricky, after several years, she still firmly believes that the first meeting was not accidental. She found the shadow of her father and brother in that man. warm color.

In her sleep, she returned to the university campus. At the masquerade ball on the eve of graduation, he was wearing a decent white suit and a golden hollow mask, playing the violin in the crowd.

He is a man of many talents.

Mu Shiyue is dressed as a bunny, and she is not conspicuous among a group of bunny girls. She is not a high-profile person, especially for such a large-scale event. She just likes to stay quietly and doesn't like to be in the limelight.

In fact, she was not interested in masquerade balls at all, but because of him, she was willing to come and have a look.

He saw her among the bustling crowd of people dressed in different clothes. After playing a song, he smiled at her from a long distance away. His eyes were quiet and peaceful, as if he had never left.

He waved at her, his eyes were deep and affectionate, and he said, "Come here, Xiaoyue..."

She walked towards him step by step, the distance was clearly close at hand, but it seemed to have become a lot farther away in an instant. She ran, step by step, reaching out to him, but she couldn't reach him...

In the blur, Mu Shiyue seemed to hear someone calling her name in her ear, "Xiaoyue..."

The voice was soft, yet anxious.

She frowned slightly, and opened her eyes, her eyes were dim but unfocused. She was burned so badly that her mind was muddled, and she couldn't tell whether she was dreaming or reality.

The opened eyes closed quickly again, the headache was too painful, and the eyelids seemed to be covered with gold, and they couldn't open them no matter what.

"October……"

The voice rang again, still so soft, with a little worry and concern in the voice, softly, but it couldn't conceal the urgency in the tone.

who is it?Who is calling her?

Why does the voice sound so familiar?

Her forehead was covered with something icy and cool, which felt very comfortable. She reluctantly opened her eyes again, looking at the person in front of her with blurred eyes, her vision was messy.

"Ru Chu, is that you?" The dry voice carried the exhaustion from serious illness.

The handsome man beside him, with deep eyes, gently put a cold towel on her forehead, then leaned over, held her hot little hand, and listened to her murmur in a daze. He language.

When she heard her calling Wen Ruchu's name, she couldn't help but pause her slender fingers slightly, and a light smile crossed her lips.

Then leaned over to her ear and said softly, "Mu Shiyue, in time, you will give him up willingly for me, because he only wants a complete Mu Shiyue, and I, no matter what you become, I will !"