Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

After one night, Tang Mosen sat on the bed in the ward, staring blankly out of the window.

There were indescribable emotions in his eyes, emotions he had never had before, reluctance, sadness, depression, tearing at his heart, like a group of ants gnawing at his heart.

His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes that proved he hadn't slept all night, and he sat slumped on the bed, as if he had lost his mind.

He suddenly thought of something, pulled out the drip needle that was still dripping in his hand, and ran out of the hospital.He ran into a doctor on the way, and the doctor called him behind him: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang."

Tang Mosen acted as if he hadn't heard it, and then ran outside. He ran to the elevator and was about to take the elevator down, but found that there were people in the elevator and he would not be able to get up for a while.

Without hesitation, he ran to the stairs, but Tang Mosen lived in the senior ward on the top floor.Running down from the tenth floor, and Tang Mosen's body was already seriously dehydrated, Tang Mosen, who was out of breath, took a break to adjust his breathing.

Running toward the parking lot again, sweat trickled down his brow and down his chin.One drop two drops...

He saw a taxi driver who had just got off the customer, so he ran over immediately.

"Send me to this place, and the 1000 yuan will be yours." Tang Mosen said to the driver panting.

The driver looked at Tang Mosen suspiciously, thinking that this man must be sick, and it would not cost a thousand to go here, so whatever, he is a fool if he has money or not.

Although the driver thought so, he still answered Tang Mosen: "Come on."

Along the way, Tang Mosen thought a lot. It would be great if he and Xia Yuyang were together when the car accident happened. Even if they couldn't spend the rest of their lives, at least they could die together.

When he arrived at the location for the driver, Tang Mosen got out of the car, took the key, and opened the door with ease.

This is the home of him, Yu Yang and Sui An, and he firmly believes that as long as he returns here, he will wait for them.

Tang Mosen took out the wine from the refrigerator, sat in the room full of memories, and drank bottle by bottle, as if the wine was plain water.

While drinking, he seemed to see Xia Yuyang, and he muttered to himself: "Yuyang, do you know that I miss you so much?"

"Yuyang, I wasn't good enough to you before, why didn't you even give me a chance to make it up to you."

"Yuyang, I love you, I love you very much."

"Yuyang..."

Tang Mosen drank a lot of wine, so much that he didn't know which bottle it was. He only knew that as long as he was drunk, he could see Xia Yuyang and Xia Suian.

Tang Mosen has been intoxicated every day for the past two days, and the news naturally spread in the business circle. Everyone knows that Tang Mosen is very decadent because of his early death.

One day Tang Mosen was getting drunk in the bar again, and happened to meet Cui Yanxi talking about cooperation with a client. After discussing the cooperation with the client, Cui Yanxi shook hands and sent the client out.

But after sending the client out, Cui Yanxi turned back and strode to Tang Mosen's seat and sat down.

Tang Mosen thought it was another woman with no eyes who came to strike up a conversation, so he shouted: "Get out! Don't bother me."

"Is this how Mr. Tang treats people?" Cui Yanxi was not angry. Cui Yanxi frowned when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Tang Mosen's body. He didn't like the smell of alcohol.

Hearing the familiar male voice, Tang Mosen looked up, then lowered his head and continued drinking.

"What? You came here to see my jokes?" Tang Mosen said with a mouth full of alcohol.

"Hey, why do you do this? After all, people cannot be resurrected after death. I am also very sad that Yu Yang died, but shouldn't we living people should live well." Cui Yanxi tried to persuade Tang Mosen.

But Tang Mosen was not moved by it, he didn't think Cui Yanxi could understand his feelings.

"What do you know, do you know how I feel right now?"

"Tang Mosen, let me tell you, you are not the only one who likes Yuyang, I like Yuyang no less than you, but I know that Yuyang definitely doesn't like me, and I will become like you who buy drunk day and night." Cui Yanxi was angry Said.

If it wasn't for Tang Mosen's return, Yu Yang wouldn't have ended up like this today.

"No matter how much you like Yuyang, she won't like you." Tang Mosen expressed the deepest pain in Cui Yanxi's heart.

"Don't judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I only hope that Yuyang can be happy, no matter who she is with." Cui Yanxi said righteously.

"Really, I don't want to talk to you, you go." Tang Mosen took another sip of wine, the depth in his eyes no one could understand.

Cui Yanxi sighed and left. He didn't know how to comfort Tang Mosen to cheer him up. He was not sad about Xia Yuyang's death, but there are some things that cannot be changed, and cannot be changed, such as fate, such as love .

After Cui Yanxi left, Tang Mosen ordered a lot of wine and drank it in big gulps. He felt that as long as he got drunk, he would forget Xia Yuyang's departure and feel that Xia Yuyang was still by his side.

At one o'clock in the morning, Tang Mosen was about to leave the bar and return to the home he shared with Xia Yuyang. He stumbled and stumbled along the way, and finally came to a nearby place. He found that the lights at home were on, and he clearly remembered that they were turned off when he came out.

He thought it was Xia Yuyang who had returned, and ran to the room happily.

"Yuyang, Yuyang, are you back?" Tang Mosen yelled out this sentence in a hoarse voice, repeating it over and over again.

But when he entered the room, he collapsed on the ground in disappointment.

It was not Xia Yuyang who came here, but Cui Enyao, Cui Yanxi's younger brother.

Cui Enyao shrugged awkwardly when he saw Tang Mosen coming home.

"I just didn't want Yuyang and An An's room to be messy. They don't like mess." Cui Enyao looked at the man on the ground while talking.

Is this man on the ground really Tang Mosen?His face was stubbled, his hair covered his eyes, and he smelled of alcohol.It turned out that he cared about Xia Yuyang so much.

"Then clean up quickly, and leave as soon as possible." Tang Mosen said in a hoarse voice, having no strength to speak.

"Tang Mosen, do you think you are so powerful? I really don't know why Yu Yang doesn't like a man like you, my brother, who will avoid things when he encounters things. Are you really worthy of Yu Yang's liking?" Cui Enyao resented Said.

"You don't need to worry about it." Tang Mosen didn't want to talk to the two Cui brothers at all.

"You...forget it, I'm leaving, you can do it yourself." Cui Enyao left Xia Yuyang's home.

And Tang Mosen walked to Yuyang and Suian's room with the furniture, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and murmured to himself: "Don't you like mess..."