Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Two months had passed since the day Song Enqian secretly took the child away, Shang Zhuyi was still a little overwhelmed, and stayed by the crib every day, rarely even going out of the bedroom door.


Fortunately, nothing happened to stimulate Shang Zhuyi's nerves, and Ji Mujue also protected Shang Zhuyi well.


The child was healthy, white and tender, and his eyes were exactly the same as Shang Zhuyi's.


Yixian Yizhu, the little brother and sister have a good relationship, and they have to stick together all the time. If one of them disappears, the other will cry immediately until it is seen.


The hair also grew a little bit, but the teeth haven't grown yet, Shang Zhuyi dressed the little guy, picked up Yixian and said, "Let's go, let's go downstairs."


Ji Mujue nodded, hugged Yizhu, and said with love on his face, "Son, go downstairs with Dad!"


Today is the [-]-day feast of the two babies, and they want to catch things. Shang Zhuyi invited Li Yaou and others to the [-]-day feast of strings and pillars. Of course, Yan Rong, who is a mother-in-law, was also invited.


Shang Zhuyi and Ji Mujue carried the child downstairs one after the other. The floor was covered with blankets and filled with things, including abacus, money, pens, computers and dozens of other items.


The Dragon King hugged the black rabbit and pulled Li Yaou's clothes and looked at Shang Zhuyi coldly, which made Shang Zhuyi feel awkward, but it was hard to blame her.


"The two little guys are growing up so fast!" Jiana leaned in front of Shang Zhuyi, hugged the child into her arms, and said, "The eyes really look like yours, but the bridge of the nose is more like that of Dad. picture."


Ji Mujue said with a smile: "Of course my son and daughter look like me."


Li Yaou moved his mouth, and the pain flashed in his eyes, except for the Dragon King standing beside him, no one saw this sad moment, he smiled stiffly, and said: "Congratulations. "


Shang Zhuyi walked up to Li Yaou and said sincerely: "Yaou, if you hadn't given me blood transfusion last time, I might have died on the operating table, thank you."


Li Yaou pretended not to care: "You're welcome, I happen to have the same blood type as you."


Shang Zhuyi wanted to say something, but Ji Mujue called her from behind: "Zhuyi, it's time to start!"


The words that came to his mouth were finally swallowed back into his stomach, and it seemed as if all the words in his eyes were passed on to Li Yaou.


Li Yaou smiled warmly with crooked eyebrows, moved his lips, and said, "Go."


Shang Zhuyi nodded, without saying another word, turned to look for Ji Mujue and others.


Li Yaou quietly looked at the back of Shang Zhuyi, nothing but reluctance.


The Dragon King suddenly grabbed Li Yaou's hand and said lightly, "She is leaving."


Yeah, she's leaving, in another sense, leaving.


But he didn't even have the right to keep her.


People say that little love entangles and big love lets go, but if you love someone and can't be with her, isn't it painful?

If letting go is really that easy, how can there be so many idiots in the world?


Li Yaou sighed, if he was entangled, he and Shang Zhuyi would suffer together, if he let go, he would suffer...


He always thought that he was a selfish person, and he did not hesitate to break up her and Jimujue in order to make himself happy, but he didn't want Shang Zhuyi to be sad.


Obviously it was Shang Zhuyi who I met first, but Ji Mujue was still one step behind.


If I found Shang Zhuyi a few steps earlier, would everything be different?


"Li Yaou." The Dragon King shook Shang Zhuyi's hand and said, "I'm sleepy and want to go home."


He took a deep look at Shang Zhuyi in the crowd, and said to the Dragon King with a smile, "Let's go, go home."


Yixian Yizhu babbled on the blanket, looked at many novelty gadgets, and grinned, and everyone watched the children's actions nervously.


Yixian stared at a pen for a long time, then suddenly crawled to the pen excitedly, held the pen in his hand and shook it.


Yan Rong said: "It seems that Yixian is going to be a writer in the future!"


Shang Zhuyi smiled and said, "Maybe it's a painter, haha."


Yizhu fiddled with the abacus closest to him. When Ji Mujue saw it, he said happily: "It seems that my son is a businessman. With the abacus, he will inherit the family business in the future."


Jiana struck at the side: "Maybe it's an accountant!"


Ji Mujue curled his lips: "It must be a businessman, just follow me at a glance."


"narcissism."


When Li Yaou got home, he locked himself in the study. There was a frame on the desk, and a photo inside the frame, which belonged to Shang Zhuyi.


He took the photo frame and stared at the brightly smiling woman in the photo, his heart aching uncontrollably.


In the end how to do it?


Is it to be perfect, or to make yourself happy?

He loves her smile and beauty, if Shang Zhuyi is with him involuntarily, will there still be smile and beauty?

Li Yaou couldn't imagine what Shang Zhuyi would look like when his smile disappeared.


He got up, took a bottle of whiskey from the glass cabinet, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a big gulp, burning from his throat to his intestines to his heart.


For six years, for six full years, everything was for Shang Zhuyi, even if she had forgotten about herself at that time, so what?


I thought that if I was good enough, I could get Shang Zhuyi, but when I heard about her again, she was already married.


It seems that it was God's will to trick people, God let Shang Zhuyi heal him, and after six years, let her push himself into the abyss.


He drank the strongest whiskey, and his mind became more and more unclear. He looked at the photo of Shang Zhuyi in a daze, and kissed her lips through the glass of the photo frame.


Suddenly feeling hot tears falling from his eyes, Li Yaou felt hot and groggy all over, quietly, the door of the study was pushed open, and the girl holding the black rabbit walked in.


Li Yaou, who was drunk, didn't notice the girl's appearance, but just looked at the photo with misty eyes, calling Shang Zhuyi's name one after another, very appreciatively.


A pair of cold hands suddenly held his cheeks and wiped away his hot tears. The coldness was very comfortable and relieved his dryness. Li Yaou took the girl's slender hands and touched his chest.


"Li Yaou, you are drunk."


The girl said lightly, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Li Yaou pulled her and fell on his solid and generous chest. Her green eyes stared at her, and in an instant, the girl and the woman overlapped. He squinted his eyes, his long eyelashes Flapping like two small fans, he breathed out a hot breath, and said the Italian in a low and ambiguous way: "IL Mio Amore."


my love.