Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

On the bookcase not far away, there is a photo frame inlaid with gold. The photo in the frame shows a loving couple. The man has a pair of blue eyes, just like his, as if he has absorbed the clear water. The color of the vast ocean, the woman's soft and slightly curly hair, like seaweed, Chu Yanhui's hair looks like this.

They were holding hands, with happy smiles on their faces, and on the man's face, the freckles on his face seemed to jump up in an instant.

The softest part of his heart seemed to be poked hard by something, and it hurt.

Yes, how could he forget, how could he forget?
This kind of pain of family ruin has penetrated deeply into his heart, like an old tree that does not know its age, its roots have already been deeply rooted, and despite the wind and rain, it will only become stronger and stronger .

Tears flashed across the deep and narrow blue pupils, followed by gloom, anger, and determination.

No matter who said more, there was no way to shake the obsession in his heart.

He wants the Ji family to pay the price for what they have done, double the price!

His slender fingers clenched into fists, his nails sunk deep into his flesh, but he still couldn't feel any pain. There seemed to be a raging anger burning in his heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

"I said Zhuyi, now that your Mu Jue is awake, why did you run to me instead? You shouldn't be clinging to him, right? Anyway, he almost lost his life trying to save you." Luo Xiaomi was chattering while busy in the kitchen, and from time to time looked at Shang Zhuyi who was lying straight on the sofa.

Shang Zhuyi just stared at the big TV in front of her, not knowing whether she was watching TV or just in a daze.

"Hey, you didn't hear me when I told you so much about my feelings?" Luo Xiaomi walked up to Shang Zhuyi and shook her hand, and then she recovered from her own thoughts.

"What? What did you just say?" Shang Zhuyi looked at her and asked, her mind was a little confused now, and she wanted to sort out a complete context, but found that no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

"I asked why you didn't stay with your Ji Mujue. After all, he just woke up not long ago." Luo Xiaomi repeated, with a bit of resentment in her tone.

"It's okay." She replied lightly, without any joy on her face.

"Hey, Shang Zhuyi, next time you lie, at least take a mirror to take a good look at your own face. Look, do you have an expression that is okay? Are you going to run towards me if you are okay?" Luo Xiaomi pouted and said, after so many years, she knows better than anyone else what kind of temperament Shang Zhuyi has.

Shang Zhuyi shrugged helplessly when she said that.

"Tell me? What happened?" Luo Xiaomi handed her water and asked, perfectly starting the gossip mode between the little sisters.

"I told you it's fine." Shang Zhuyi muttered.

What should she say, that her former rival in love seems to have come over to steal a man from her?

"Shang Zhuyi!" Hearing this, Luo Xiaomi felt displeased in her heart, and her little face suddenly became gloomy, "Do you think I'm your best friend? Do you think I don't know you yet? Said, and finally suffocated myself in my heart."

"Okay, okay, I'll say it." Shang Zhuyi hurriedly surrendered before her cannon fire attack mode was turned on. "Don't be too surprised when you hear that!"

Shang Zhuyi roughly told about Ji Mujue's amnesia after waking up, and the man froze in place, with his mouth wide open and a dazed expression on his face.

"No, why do you think so much about the plots that only exist in TV dramas?" Luo Xiaomi was silent for a long time, and finally said, with a sympathetic expression on her face.

"Hua is right to say that, but this happened to me like this, and I obviously feel that Ji Mujue doesn't seem to have a good impression of me, and he doesn't seem to like me being by his side very much. No, I have no choice but to come to you." Shang Zhuyi said, with a long sigh, she wished to stay by his side all day, but the indifference and impatience in his eyes were completely Destroy her plan.

Originally, Luo Xiaomi looked at her dejected look, and pulled her into her arms, "It's okay, if that scumbag Ji Mujue doesn't want you, you can come here, brother, I want you!" She said half-jokingly .

Feeling the warmth from her embrace, Shang Zhuyi forced a weak smile.

"Bamboo clothes," Luo Xiaomi spoke again after an unknown period of time, staring straight at her with her round almond eyes, with a rare seriousness on her face.

"Ok?"

"Zhuyi, I think, you can't think about this matter like this, think about it, after all, Ji Mujue just lost his memory, and it's normal for him to be indifferent to people with his dead temper, because now, to him, you are also It's just a stranger, so you have to give him enough patience, this thing has to be done slowly, everything is difficult at the beginning, you just treat it as if you are in a new relationship..." Luo Xiaomi said earnestly , while gently stroking her hair.

But I sighed unconsciously in my heart: Why is it so difficult for these two fateful mandarin ducks to fall in love?

Listening to her words, Shang Zhuyi suddenly felt much better, and seemed to have other plans in his heart.

Carrying a big insulated box, Shang Zhuyi went on the road in three steps at a time. Today, he got up at six o'clock on purpose and made him his favorite porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat. He will be happy to see it. Maybe while I was drinking, I remembered something.

Thinking of this, a smile of anticipation appeared on Shang Zhuyi's face.

After opening the door, the man sat quietly on the bed, typing something on the keyboard with his slender fingers. Needless to say, he must still be dealing with the company's affairs.

Shang Zhuyi kept silent, went in quietly, put the insulated box on the table, and then sat down, wanting to have dinner together after he finished his work, but he didn't expect that the man who was concentrating on typing on the bed suddenly came to him. He cast a sharp gaze, then frowned in dissatisfaction.

"That...it's okay, I'm just waiting for you to have breakfast together, I won't disturb you." Shang Zhuyi said cautiously, facing her, a person who was so familiar before, now feels more restrained .

"Get out!" His eyes returned to the computer screen, and his tone was unhurried, but with a bit of chilling courage.

Shang Zhuyi was stunned, as if what he heard was an auditory hallucination.

I just came here just now, and I haven't said anything yet, so why does he reject me so much?

"No, I'll just sit on the sofa for a while, and I will never speak or make any noise, and I will never disturb you." Shang Zhuyi said indomitably.

"I told you to go out! Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Ji Mujue's tone became a little colder, with a hint of order.

He doesn't like people interrupting him while he's working, whether they have good or bad intentions.

"I'll go out after you drink your breakfast!" Shang Zhuyi became angry for a while, pointing to the insulation box next to him.

this woman?Are you threatening him?

The man raised his eyes, and his deep eyes reflected anger.

He didn't like her way of speaking, but looking at the woman's serious face, it didn't seem like she was joking.

"If you don't want to do it, I can feed you." Shang Zhuyi said angrily. She understood that if he put breakfast directly on the table, he would never drink it automatically. His current body, just from He walked out of the ghost gate of the car accident, how can he not do it without a good recuperation.

"Do you have to do this?" The man's face was sullen, how could he be threatened like this?
"I don't mean anything else. This porridge was your favorite drink before. I boiled it for a long time, and I hope you can have a good taste." Shang Zhuyi said lightly, and then bit by bit the porridge out of the bowl Fill it out.

As soon as it was brought to his hand, he slapped the bowl and the bowl fell to the ground.

hiss.

Shang Zhuyi let out a short cry, and the overturned porridge scalded his delicate hands a little red.

"This is the porridge I used to like, but I don't like it now, is that okay?" The man ignored everything in front of him, said coldly, lowered his head and buried himself in his work, his eyes never resting on her for a second.

I don't like it anymore.

This is the you I used to like, but I don't like you now, okay?

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind, and her heart was pierced by a knife, but she always smiled on her face, compassionate and sad.

"Yes." I don't know how long it took, Shang Zhuyi said with a chuckle, he didn't get angry, he just changed hands and went to the bathroom to wash his scalded hands with cold water, and then cleaned up the mess on the ground bit by bit .

"There is still a little in the incubator, which should be enough for you to drink. If you want to drink anytime, go and fill it." Shang Zhuyi left a sentence, and walked out of the door of the ward quickly, so as not to be in his room. Weeping in front of me.

This strong contrast made her a little breathless. He looked at her with indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at an emotionless creature.

She tried to adjust her breathing to make herself feel better.

"Miss Shang, you came just in time. We have something to discuss with you."

The gray-haired tissue doctor walked over silently and said.

"You say."

She quickly adjusted her emotions, and her usual gentleness returned to her face.

"According to our observation, Mr. Ji's condition is very good recently, and all the data of this week are in a normal state, so we are considering whether to help Mr. Ji apply for discharge." The doctor said unhurriedly.

Discharged?

Shang Zhuyi's eyes widened and he looked at the doctor. "Is it really okay to leave the hospital so soon?"