Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

When Yan Rong heard this theory, Fang Fo really heard something funny, and couldn't help laughing out loud.The sarcasm in the beautiful eyes became more intense: "Destination? Only people in one world can talk about destination. You and Mu Jue have different paths, and sooner or later we will be separated. Rather than waiting until the end to let go, it is better to leave early."

After Yan Rong said this, she didn't intend to wait for her response, turned around and walked straight back to the house, leaving Shang Zhuyi alone at the door to reflect on this sentence.

Isn't it one world?But in the morning, this shrewd and capable person was still hugging her in his arms, and holding her hand when going upstairs and downstairs. Her fingertips touched the palm of her hand, and it seemed that the warmth from the thick palm of a few minutes ago still remained.

So, isn't it a world?Shang Zhuyi thought a little sadly, the long and narrow eyelashes cast a haze on his cheeks under the morning sun.

At least we should still be under the same roof, if not in the same world, if we have different paths, at least we should still live in the same space.

It is true that Shang Zhuyi himself felt that these happiness were a little unreal, as if they did not belong to her.But she really didn't want to let go, the tenderness at her fingertips, and the husband she finally had.

The uneasiness in her heart was like ignited spring grass, burning like wildfire, she couldn't control it and didn't know how to comfort herself.He lowered his head and forced himself not to think about it.

Shang Zhuyi, who was outside the door at the moment, just wanted to find a place to stay quietly. Looking back at Yan Rong's leisurely enjoyment in the room, he felt like a ball of wet cloth was stuffed into his heart, blocking it. All room to breathe.

She walked slowly to the back garden.The back garden of Ji's house is very beautiful, with all kinds of flowers, which look extraordinarily beautiful under the sunshine in the morning.

But Shang Zhuyi couldn't arouse the slightest interest.In her opinion, those delicate and charming flowers never seem to have anything to do with her. If Shang Lanyi is a delicate and charming rose, then she will always be an unknown little white flower.

The bright flowers began to become dazzling in her eyes, like Lin Rushi's elegance and temperament, like Shang Lanyi's bright and charming.

In fact, what Yan Rong said is quite right, for an outstanding and dazzling person like Ji Mujue, it really looks too eye-catching when accompanied by an ordinary self.

As for Yan Rong, Shang Zhuyi always felt flustered thinking about the matter of breaking up sooner or later.She was very afraid of what consequences her Kefu would bring to Ji Mujue.Thinking of the incident in the hospital on her wedding day, she couldn't help curling up, as if she wanted to bury herself.

She began to think about the meaning of Yan Rong's saying that sooner or later they will be separated.Does it mean that you know how to kef?Or something else?
A tangled and restless look appeared on his slightly pale face, spreading all over his body as if spreading.She tried her best to put her hands around her body, so that the uneasy emotions would be less exposed.

I don't know how long I stayed there.Night gradually fell.Shang Zhuyi looked at everything around him that was covered by twilight, and looked at the room with a little recovery.Yan Rong was still inside quietly drinking tea and looking at the computer. When she was meditating, she felt a pair of gentle hands pressing down on the top of her head.

When Ji Mujue came back, he didn't see Shang Zhuyi in the house, so he came to the back garden to have a look.I saw that the light in the back garden was a bit dim under the twilight. She was sitting quietly on the flower bed, like an elf in the dark night, with the blue hair hanging down her back, sitting there quietly and gracefully.

He walked over and rubbed her hair, saw her as if waking up from a dream, and asked gently: "What's the matter? What are you thinking?"

Hearing the magnetic voice, Shang Zhuyi came back to his senses.

He raised his head and looked quietly at the handsome man in suit and leather shoes in front of him.

With a sculpted handsome face, star-like eyes, solid and powerful arms, and the talent and wisdom exuding from the whole body.

she thinks.Maybe Yan Rong is right, they are not the same way, but he is so close to her.His palm was still resting on his hair.

Shang Lanyi thought for a while, looked at Ji Mujue and said, "I just feel very uneasy, will it bring you any bad luck if you are with me? Or... Maybe I will drag you down ?”

After all, she thought about it and still didn't say what Yan Rong said to her, even though those words were the reason why she sat here for a day, but she didn't want to make their mother-child relationship stiff because of it, the most important thing is.She felt that what Yan Rong said was not wrong at all.

In fact, she didn't want, or even feared, that such a thing would be discovered by Ji Mujue, so she just talked about her uneasiness.

When Ji Mujue heard the person curled up in front of him, sitting here alone was just thinking about whether he would harm him.With more warmth and comfort in his heart, he sat beside Shang Zhuyi, hugged her thin body and said, "Don't worry, I will be fine, not now, nor in the future."

Shang Zhuyi looked at the gentle and confident light shining in the dark eyes under the night, and a warm current flowed through his heart.She smiled slightly and nodded.

Ji Mujue looked at the well-behaved Shang Zhuyi in front of him, like a soft kitten, obedient too much, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

He held her hand tightly and said: "I won't abandon you, don't worry." Shang Zhuyi was a little at a loss when he heard his sudden promise.

She looked at Ji Mujue, and said stickily: "But I don't know how to do this, so that your mother can have a little affection for me, and you still have to get along after entering the door..."

Ji Mujue looked at the hesitant and at a loss in his arms, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you, everything is up to me."

When Shang Zhuyi heard these words, the worried expression in his eyes was covered with mist.Looking at the gentle black eyes in front of him moved, even though he had a thousand thoughts in his heart, it turned into touch and peace of mind, and nodded slightly.

A magnetic and warm voice sounded in my ears: "Don't think too much, it's okay."

Shang Zhuyi looked at him, and nodded obediently.Seeing how docile and obedient Ji Mujue had become, he pulled up her sitting body and patted the dirt on her body.

"Let's go, let's eat." Ji Mujue clasped his soft and boneless little hands in his palms, probably because of sitting for too long, the warm little hands became a little cold.

Ji Mujue looked at her and asked, "Is it cold?" Shang Zhuyi raised his drooping head when he heard his voice, and shook his head in a daze.

Ji Mujue looked at her, it was still the same clothes as in the morning, it seemed that she hadn't gone back or eaten.Such a day has been here.

Sighing softly in his heart, he turned his head and took Shang Zhuyi to the room.

Shang Zhuyi's hand was held by Ji Mujue, and the inexplicable swing of turning left or right as she walked gave her a special kind of peace of mind, as if she would never be let go.