After the breakup, the abstinent president got married and had three babies

Ouyang was casually scrolling through the screen of his phone when his attention was suddenly drawn to a photo in the group chat.

At the same time, other people in the group also noticed the photo and began to pay attention to it one by one, eagerly asking about the specific situation of the child and Ruoan.

After receiving Mu Shen's affirmative reply - everything was fine, the stone in everyone's heart finally fell to the ground, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Zhou Ling'er, who was sitting next to them, was not as relaxed as the others.

She stared at the photo silently, with deep envy in her eyes.

After a long while, she sighed softly and murmured to herself, "How enviable..."

After saying that, Zhou Ling'er turned around and her gaze fell on Ouyang who was accompanying her.

Her eyes were filled with helplessness and bitterness, and she slowly said, "If my physical condition allows, I really hope to give birth to a child for you."

"That way, even if I'm no longer by your side one day, at least our children will be by your side, so you won't end up living alone for the rest of your life."

"But! I really don't dare to take this risk. After all, it's hard for a man with a 'little burden' to find a suitable partner." After saying these words, Zhou Ling'er leaned weakly on the back of the chair as if she had used up all her strength.

Ouyang listened quietly to Zhou Ling'er's story, and the smile that had appeared on his face when he saw the photo gradually disappeared.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Zhou Ling'er's slightly haggard face, his heart full of pity and self-blame.

"I'm sorry, Ling'er, I was inconsiderate and shouldn't have let you see this photo." As Ouyang spoke, he reached out to take the phone back from Zhou Ling'er, then lowered his head and apologized with a slightly trembling voice.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly red, with tears welling up in them, as if they would roll down at any moment.

Zhou Ling'er gently leaned her head against Ouyang's warm and generous embrace. Her voice was as gentle as a breeze: "Ouyang, why are you apologizing to me? This is obviously a happy occasion!"

"I sincerely hope that when that moment finally comes, I will be able to hold on strong enough to see the children come into this world with my own eyes."

Ouyang hugged her tightly and responded in a firm yet gentle tone: "Ling'er, I will. You can definitely do it."

Zhou Ling'er tilted her head slightly, gazing at Ouyang lovingly, and slowly recalled the beautiful promise she had made to him: "Ouyang, do you still remember? Back then I told you that if we were to get married, we must have two lovely babies."

"The best would be a well-behaved, sensible brother and a lively, playful sister. If that's not possible, a sister with a brother would also be nice. If that's really not possible, then we'll try to have a third child. That way, we'll have both a son and a daughter, perfect for the perfect 'good' character."

"When we are old and pass away, our children can still take care of each other and will not be lonely and helpless." However, at this moment, these beautiful aspirations seem to have turned into bubbles and are out of reach.

Because she knew very well that spending the rest of her life with Ouyang had become a luxury and they had no future at all.

Zhou Ling'er looked at Ouyang with guilt, tears glistening in her eyes. She said softly, "Ouyang, I know my physical condition better than anyone else. I'm afraid... I won't be able to stay by your side for as long as you'd hoped."

Ouyang felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this. He quickly comforted her, "Ling'er, did I do something wrong that made you feel pressured? If so, please forgive me."

Zhou Ling'er gently shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "No, it's not your fault. It's just fate. But even so, I'm still grateful to God for allowing me to meet you again in the limited time we have, and to spend so many wonderful days with you."

"If, if it really hurts too much, even if it's really to the point where you can't bear it anymore and can't hold on any longer, then it doesn't matter."

"Because I don't want to see you suffering like this. I can see all that pain."

"In fact, I know very well that you are full of dissatisfaction and resentment about the current situation. You have long wanted to stop struggling like this. And the reason you are still forcing yourself to endure it is all for me!"

"I promise you, I love you no matter what you look like. Even if you eventually leave me, I will still take good care of myself, eat on time, and live my life seriously. So, please give me all the little time you have left, okay?"

"For my sake, please live on, even if it's just for one more minute, or one more second. Otherwise, in the long years to come, I will have very few memories left."

Having said that, Ouyang could no longer control his emotions, and big tears kept rolling down and dripping onto Zhou Ling'er's slender neck.

Zhou Ling'er slowly raised her head and looked at the tearful man in front of her, her eyes filled with deep attachment and reluctance.

"Didn't we agree not to cry anymore? I really hope that you can be happy in the days that belong to us." Zhou Ling'er used all her strength to lift her hands that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Ouyang's eyes.

However, no matter how she wiped them away, the tears continued to flow out like a flood that had broken through a dam.

"Ouyang, please stop crying. I no longer have the strength to wipe the tears from your eyes. Seeing you crying so sadly, my heart feels like it's being pierced by thousands of needles at the same time, the pain is unbearable!"

"So, promise me that you will never cry again, okay? Because from now on, I will no longer be able to reach out and gently wipe away those heartbreaking tears for you."

Zhou Ling'er tried hard to suppress the surging sadness in her heart. She looked at the man in front of her whom she loved to the core with an almost pleading look, and slowly spoke.

Hearing this, Ouyang was startled for a moment, then he raised his trembling hands and gently wiped away the tears that kept rolling down his cheeks. Then he hugged Zhou Ling'er tightly in his arms and responded with a slightly choked voice, "Okay, I promise you, I won't cry easily anymore."

After a brief silence, Zhou Ling'er took a deep breath and continued as if she had exhausted all her courage: "Ouyang, there's actually something that has been weighing on my heart for a long time. I have to tell you today no matter what."

"That girl named Qiao Xin likes you. I can clearly see that. And I think her love for you is not just superficial, but a sincere and deep emotion from the bottom of her heart."

"So, I sincerely hope that after I leave, you can try to get together with her and give each other a chance."

Having said this, Zhou Ling'er paused for a moment, then added, "After all, your life journey is still very long, and a bright future is waiting for you to bravely pursue."

"And I... am just a passing guest in your life. I really can't bear to see you spend the rest of your life missing me, silently enduring endless loneliness and solitude alone."

"When I think about the night falling and the lights coming on, looking at the warm lights shining through other people's windows, and imagining you standing alone in the darkness, my heart aches like a knife."

Although every word she spoke was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, she still insisted on speaking out all that was in her heart.

However, in the face of her heartfelt words, Ouyang just shook his head firmly, without saying a word, and just hugged the person in his arms tighter.

Zhou Ling'er stood there quietly, her eyes evasive, not daring to look directly at Ouyang in front of her.

Ouyang's face was filled with sorrow and pain, and he said with a trembling voice, "Zhou Ling'er, I told you not to push me onto others! Anyone is fine, but you absolutely cannot!"

Zhou Ling'er took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and slowly responded, "I won't be alone either. I still have my cousin Ruoan."

"We will still get together during every Chinese New Year and other holidays. And I have those three lovely children with me, so I don't feel lonely."

After saying these words, her eyes drifted away unconsciously, as if she wanted to escape from the heartbreaking scene before her.

Ouyang had already burst into tears. He held back his tears and continued with a sob, "It doesn't matter if you say you can't wipe my tears. From now on, I promise not to cry anymore. Is that okay? Please..."

At the end, he almost spoke in a pleading tone.

Hearing Ouyang's humble plea, Zhou Ling'er's heart felt like it was being pierced by a needle.

In fact, how could she be willing to treat him like this? It was just that the reality forced her to make such a difficult choice.

However, facing Ouyang's affectionate and desperate gaze at this moment, all her persistence and rationality began to crumble.

Just then, Zhong Yanyan quietly came to the door.

When she saw the situation of the two people in the room, she hesitated for a moment and finally chose to retreat silently.

She happened to meet Xia Lin who was about to enter the house. She quickly reached out to stop him and said softly, "Don't go in yet. Wait a while."

Xia Lin followed Zhong Yanyan's gaze into the room, then nodded, and followed her to a slightly farther place to wait patiently.

"Don't worry, we just haven't invited close friends like Ouyang. We've already invited relatives and friends like the Ou, Xia and Leng families." Xia Lin said, holding his wife's hand.

"Well, we can't bear to see the situation of Ling'er and Xiaoyang. Let's do a good wedding, at least not to let Ling'er have any regrets." Zhong Yanyan has a daughter herself, and she is also heartbroken about what happened to her.

Xia Lin sighed, "Let's go."

"Let's go see Dad. Lin Cai has already told you what happened. Dad was trying to protect you. His condition is more serious than your uncle's. Although he has Mu Shen to take care of him, I think he also hopes to see you."

"I know you want to see him too. Go and see him. You've even smoked." Zhong Yanyan looked at him and said.