Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

The person in front of her didn't wear makeup, her hair was tied up in a bun, showing her complete facial features. She was wearing a white dress with a heart-shaped collar, and she was going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate.

He imagined that she would look like a gentle and charming wife when she was photographed in a wedding photo with a red background.

It's a pity that he can no longer have such a beautiful her.

Listening to his words, Ye Mian's eyes gradually turned red, and tears rolled in her eyes. She stared at him with resentful eyes on purpose, and said in a strong tone, "No, I've taken care of everything at the Civil Affairs Bureau. If you can't sign, I will still I found a notary, it's getting late, let's go quickly."

After all, she was about to get up.

Even if there is no wedding, a marriage certificate must be essential.She was looking forward to the day of her remarriage for a long time.

"Ye Mian." The man frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

Ye Mian paused, looking down at him.

Qiao Zhanbei looked up at her, with a smile on his lips, and said softly, "It's really unnecessary."

Meeting his calm eyes, Ye Mian's heart sank, "Why is it unnecessary? Don't you want to remarry me?"

Isn't this also his wish?

Hearing this, Qiao Zhanbei's heart felt sore, his shoulders and neck felt numb for a while, and he felt very uncomfortable. In front of her, her face appeared double.

He knew that his illness had worsened.

At this moment, Shi Yanshen should be here to pick him up and go to the hospital. He will lie in the hospital for the rest of his days until the last moment.

He pursed his lips and smiled, smiling to the bottom of his eyes, "Mianmian, I really don't want to remarry you now, it's true. In the future, forget about me and find a better person to spend the long years with you. Will bless you."

Qiao Zhanbei never thought that one day, he would be able to make Ye Mian forget him from the bottom of his heart, and sincerely wish her to find a lover again. He once said domineeringly and forcefully that even a ghost would haunt her.

Also when she was about to divorce, knowing that she should let go and let her be free, but she procrastinated time and time again, refusing to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures with her.

His possessive desire for her is so strong that he hates her life in the first 14 years, and he also participated in it.It was so strong that even if her legs were disabled and inhumane, she was unwilling to let her go.

Now, he really hoped that she could forget him and start over.

She is only 26 years old, and she can't live in his shadow forever in her future life. She should go out and live a splendid and happy life.

Ye Mian looked down at him, tears streaming down her face, she pursed her lips, her lower lip couldn't stop trembling, her throat kept choking, her shoulders trembled, her eyes were full of resentment.

A wave of hatred welled up, and she kept hitting his shoulder with her hands, "Qiao Zhanbei, you bastard! Do you think it's possible for me to fall in love with another man?"

There must be many, many men who are better than him in this world, but who made her meet him?

Ten thousand years at a glance, is fate and calamity.

She admitted it.

But he cruelly asked her to find him after he died.

After beating, she fell into his arms, pounded his chest with her fist, and said willfully: "I don't want it, let's go to remarry, in the future, my name will be written on your tombstone, I am your wife! "

Qiao Zhanbei lowered his head weakly, with his chin resting on the top of her hair, feeling dizzy, he said weakly, "Mianmian, promise me that you will be happy, happy..."

She is so beautiful, she should be happy and joyful.

After Qiao Zhanbei finished speaking from the bottom of his heart, he closed his eyes and fell his head on Ye Mian's shoulder.

She was stunned.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Mian's hoarse voice sounded in the room: "Qiao Zhanbei!"

Ye Mian was standing in front of the wheelchair, Qiao Zhanbei's upper body was paralyzed in her arms, his arms were drooping, and his head was tilted feebly, as if... dead.

She was suffocated, and her whole body froze as if she had been hit by a blunt blow, her face pale.

Shi Yanshen heard her cry, pushed open the bedroom door, and rushed in.

He walked to the wheelchair, poked two fingers at the artery in Qiao Zhanbei's neck, lifted his eyelids, and checked his pupils, "He should just pass out and need to be sent to the hospital immediately."

He just passed out...

As Ye Mian chewed Shi Yanshen's words in her heart, she slowed down for a while, and took a few breaths to breathe smoothly.

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In the hospital, Qiao Zhanbei's life was not in danger for the time being. After being diagnosed, his condition worsened again. Now, his entire spine is paralyzed.

On the hospital bed, the man closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

His face was pale, his eye sockets were sunken, his nose bridge was high, his lips were thin and dry and peeled.

Ye Mian sat by the bed, looked at Qiao Zhanbei who was unconscious on the bed, he didn't cry or make trouble, he was numb, his eyes were gray.

He was right in front of her eyes, but she had to watch his life go by day by day, powerless.This feeling of powerlessness is like a drowning person trying to grab the piece of driftwood that he can't catch.

He was about to die, but he was also her life...

Qiao Zhanbei's waking time became shorter and shorter, and Ye Mian began to use alcohol to drown her sorrows. She often went to bars to get drunk, and when she was so drunk that she passed out, she was found by Gu Sasha and carried back.

That night, she was sitting alone by the basketball court of Tsinghua University, and the beer bottle was spilled on the floor. She was holding a bottle of beer in her hand, drinking while looking at the basketball court.

When she was a freshman, she often saw him playing basketball on this basketball court.

Ye Mian raised her head and was about to drink again, but Gu Sasha snatched the bottle from her hand and fell to the ground with a "slap".

Jiang Xun, who followed, was taken aback. He looked at the tearful Master who had not seen him for a long time by the light of the street lamp, and his nose was sore.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" He knelt down beside her and asked in panic.

Ye Mian looked at him, smiled and said drunkenly: "Xiao Xun, your master is dying, and I don't want to live anymore. I won't embroider that painting. You can go back to Sucheng."

As she laughed, tears kept rolling down her face. Jiang Xun watched, her heart clenched tightly and her eyes swollen red.

He had never seen her so miserable and decadent.

The young man shook his head, as if to comfort her, but also as if he was talking to himself, "Master won't die, won't die...I'll go find Brother Rin...Brother Rin must have a solution!"