Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

I haven't seen her for a month. She looks the same as in the video, neither fat nor thin.

She was wearing a khaki British-style long trench coat, a white shirt, jeans, and a ponytail, simple and low-key.In the backlight, she could faintly see a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It is a happy and sweet smile.

Afraid of disturbing him, she walked cautiously as if stepping on ice.

This scene reminded him of the scene of them skating in the lake behind the compound in winter.

The winter at that time was very cold, and the lake was often covered with thick ice, and young people loved to play on the ice. She failed the final exam and felt a little sad.

He proposed to take her to ice skating to relieve stress, but she unexpectedly agreed.

She had never skated on a frozen lake before, and it was a novelty. Walking on the ice was the same as now, cautiously, with a little joy.

While recalling, the corners of his lips curled up slowly.

He has been busy with his business recently, and he is always recalling, recalling bits and pieces of their past. He is afraid that his brain will be damaged and his memory will deteriorate in the near future.

Ye Mian walked through the strong light and realized that his eyes were open.

On their big bed, the man lay flat on the bed, tilted his head, looked at himself with a pair of dark eyes with a smile, and the corner of his lips was also stained with a smile.

There were stubble growing on his chin, which was a dull blue color, making him look a little unruly and more masculine.

"Did it wake you up?" She sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch his chin, and looked at him with a smile.

Qiao Zhanbei locked eyes on her, with a smile in his eyes, "No, I didn't fall asleep much."

Ye Mian leaned forward, kissed him on the cheek, and couldn't hide her sweetness: "Go on to sleep for a while, I'll cook. Commander Ye will cook himself tonight. Let's have a romantic candlelight dinner."

candlelight dinner.

In his mind, he recalled the scene of the candlelight dinner at the Italian restaurant on the first floor of Bulgari. While it was sweet, he was stabbed in the heart again.

He doesn't even have the ability to have a candlelight dinner with her now.

"Ye Mian..."

"Ok?"

Qiao Zhanbei smiled with difficulty, and said slowly, "I'm sorry, this time, I'm going to break my promise."

Ye Mian was taken aback for a moment, then she raised her eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"

He forcefully cleared the blocked throat, and said with a smile: "It's agreed, never leave, and now...my life is only two months away."

Listening to his words, the expression on Ye Mian's face gradually froze, and the air around her seemed to freeze.

Everything stands still.

Only the ray of light at dusk gradually disappeared, and the bedroom became darker and darker.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Mian suddenly pinched his cheek, rolled his eyes at him, and snorted lightly, "Mr. Qiao, today is April Fool's Day."

The dog man just gave her a big jump. Fortunately, she reacted quickly.

Thinking of him making jokes about his own life, Ye Mian glared at him, "Don't make such jokes in the future, it's unlucky, even on April Fool's Day."

"Go to sleep, I'll cook."

She got up to leave.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her back, gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and shattered her happiness and their longing for their future.

"Mian Mian, I also hope that this is just a joke, but unfortunately, it is not. Before I fell off the cliff, Shangguan Ting injected me with a medicine. I didn't know until a month ago that the paralysis of the lower body was not caused by the fall, but the medicine. Now, I am almost completely paralyzed. I went to the United States this time mainly to seek medical treatment. The most advanced laboratories in the world have not yet been able to develop an antidote."

The man's deep and helpless voice came from behind, describing every word with his nose and eyes.

Ye Mian's throat was blocked, but she didn't believe it.

She turned around and walked to the big bed, lifted the quilt, sat down, and shook his hand.

His hands were cold, and his fingers looked limp and lifeless, like dead hairy crab legs.

Qiao Zhanbei cleared his throat: "I can't move anymore."

Ye Mian still didn't give up, and took his other hand, picked it up, let go, and his arm fell weakly.

She shook her head slowly, her throat was hard and painful, she kept blinking her eyelids, looking at him, she was so hoarse that she almost lost her voice: "No, no, I don't believe it...!"

Her voice was hoarse to the limit, her hands clenched tightly into fists, her whole body was tense, and she exhausted all her strength to ask what was in her heart.

He fell off a cliff, narrowly escaped death, and disappeared for half a year. He finally broke free from the blow of paralyzing his lower body. They obviously came through hard work, but now he told her that he was dying!

How can she believe it?

But ah, his arms really can't move.

Ye Mian's emotions reached a critical point.

Her face was flushed red, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her, feeling distressed and hated himself extremely, why did he always make her sad?

He gritted his teeth tightly, suppressing the tears that were about to fill his eyes, looked at her, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry."

She didn't want to hear him say "I'm sorry", seeing the pain and despair, guilt and reluctance in his eyes, she trembled and tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Woo..." Ye Mian lay on his chest, crying bitterly.

Hearing her cry, Qiao Zhanbei was heartbroken and wanted to hug her and comfort her, but he couldn't move his arms.

This feeling is so painful.

Would love to die immediately.

Ye Mian couldn't accept this cruel fact, and she couldn't control her emotions, letting herself lie on his chest to vent her inner misery.

The light in the bedroom was getting darker and darker, and the two of them gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving only the mournful sobs of the woman.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Mian was tired from crying, she tilted her head, listening to his strong heartbeat, shed tears silently.

Soon, will she really not even be able to hear his heartbeat?