Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

After zero o'clock, the whole city is still so lively.

The Cayenne moved forward steadily on the road, and when it reached the city center, it began to slow down amidst the heavy traffic.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Yu Linshang glanced at the rearview mirror and reminded with a half-smile: "That black Bentley has been with us for a long time, from the hot pot restaurant to now, your friend?"

Mu Shihuan propped his chin with one hand and rested his chin, he was not interested at all upon hearing this.

"I don't know." She said flatly.

After saying that, she took out a tissue and sneezed.

Yu Linshang frowned, his usual gentle voice was tinged with helplessness: "Still feeling cold?"

Mu Shihuan was silent.

"I'll turn the heat up a bit more," he said, moving.

Mu Shihuan didn't stop him either.

The interior of the car returned to silence, and after a while, the hotel where I stayed arrived.

The car stopped, and Mo Shihuan unbuckled his seat belt.

"I'll do it." Yu Linshang said softly and got out of the car, walked around the front of the car to her and opened the car door for her.

Mo Shi Huan snorted and laughed: "I'm not so useless that I can't even open the door."

"Mu Shihuan."

A deep, hoarse, tense voice that seemed to restrain countless emotions broke in.

Couldn't be more familiar.

And in the next moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar breath faintly penetrated into the nose.

Mo Shihuan slightly hooked his lower lip, stood beside Yu Linshang and raised his eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

One is deep and bottomless, and the other is arrogant and cold with a bit of glamorous meaning.

The whole city is lively tonight, even if it is a five-star hotel that focuses on quietness and privacy, the surroundings will inevitably be enveloped in excitement at this moment.

Dudu is different between Mu Shihuan and Li Jingyan.

The bustle was cut off, and the only thing that lingered around the two was the extremely cold silence.

One year and more than one month.

Missing becomes a disease, penetrating into the bone and marrow, there is no cure for medicine and stone.

Li Jingyan has always known that only Mu Shihuan is his medicine. However, at this moment, she is standing in front of him, looking at him with that strange look. There is only one word to describe that feeling——

pain.

It was as if an invisible hand suddenly reached into his chest, clutching his heart fiercely, tearing it hard, while being dull, within a few seconds, blood was dripping, and finally was sprinkled with salt.

The thin lips were pursed tightly, and the jaw line was extremely tight, Li Jingyan didn't say a word.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Shihuan spoke with the corners of his lips curled up.

Her lips were slightly raised, and there was an indescribably charming and seductive meaning flowing between her eyebrows, as if she was smiling, but her voice was so thin and cold, without a trace of warmth.

Clearly and bitingly penetrated into Li Jingyan's ears.

In an instant, his already gloomy eyes became even darker to the extreme, like poured ink, too thick to melt.

"I have something to do." He was unusually handsome, with an extremely indifferent expression, and he stared at her, the cold words burst out from the depth of his throat, terribly calm.

Yu Linshang glanced at him and was about to say something when the phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it.

"I have something to do, I'll send you up first?" He looked at Mu Shihuan for advice.

"No need," the bright red lips were pulled together, and a soft and curly smile overflowed. Mo Shihuan came back to his senses, and his voice became soft and gentle, "You should be busy first, and call me when you are done. I have something to talk to him about."

Yu Linshang glanced at Li Jingyan again.

"friend."

"Oh, him, ex-husband."

……

The word "casual ex-husband" was lightly written, like the last straw, which completely crushed Li Jingyan's tense nerves.

The Adam's apple rolled down quickly, and dots of darkness overflowed from the depths of his bones and blood, and finally spread into his unfathomable eyes, and then quickly surrounded him irresistibly.

His forehead twitched, his nerves seemed to be sharpened, an uncontrollable vicious daze erupted, Jun Mo's face was extremely dark, he grabbed Mu Shihuan's hand and dragged her into the elevator.

His aura was too terrifying and penetrating, and the chill in the claustrophobic space was heavy.

Caught off guard, Mu Shihuan was unprepared, and was directly dragged in by him. At the same time, a piercing pain spread from the wrist he was grasping to his whole body.

In just two seconds, her face turned pale.

Li Jingyan stared at her for a moment, and immediately realized that something was wrong with her.

His nerves seemed to be torn apart again, making him suddenly regain his senses from the loss of control.

When he spoke again, his voice trembled imperceptibly: "You..."

Resisting it, Mu Shihuan looked at him. She didn't struggle, but reminded with a half-smile: "You caught my wound, not long after the operation."

Li Jingyan suddenly curled up heavily!

The severe pain then spread.

He let go.

Mu Shihuan slowly withdrew his hand, raised his eyes to look at the numbers, and then reminded: "It's almost here."

After the words fell, there was a "ding", and the elevator stopped.

Mu Shihuan didn't look at him, walked out on his own, and opened the door with his key card.

But Li Jingyan didn't move.

"Isn't there something to talk about?" Still in a casual tone.

Li Jingyan stared at her deeply, and finally followed her in.

"What to drink?" Mo Shihuan asked casually as he untied the scarf and threw it on the sofa.

Li Jingyan answered casually, but her voice was extremely hoarse and tense: "No need."

Mu Shihuan raised his eyebrows.

Poured a glass of boiled water for herself, she sat down on the sofa naturally, took a sip of water, then raised her face and looked at the man who was still standing: "What do you want to talk about? Tell me."

The eyes are unfamiliar, and there is no longer any dependence on them.

No more... hate.

Nothing at all.

In her eyes, he was just a stranger, and she no longer had any feelings for him.

And she is no longer Mu Shihuan.

"How did you get hurt?" With a pair of deep eyes staring at her all the time, Li Jingyan heard her own tense voice.

His throat was on fire, and he couldn't breathe well. He finally couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand and tugged on the tie, thinking it would make it easier, but it was still useless. He wanted to smoke, but when he realized this, he held back forcefully.

Mo Shi cheered up Yang Yang's crimson lips, drawing a few arcs that were so pale that they almost didn't exist.

She looked at him, with a bright and unconscious look in her eyes: "How did you get hurt?" She smiled casually, as if recalling, "Just... when I was knocked into the water, I hit a rock. I can’t use any more force, and it hurts when I exert some force.”

She said every word very lightly, understating and not paying attention, as if she was not talking about herself at all, but about other people's affairs, her tone was ordinary, and she seemed to be talking about something that is very common.

too calm.

too light.

There is too much emotion in the chest, rampant, wanton clamor, as if to swallow Li Jingyan.

What is calm, what is self-restraint, after all, he was completely defeated in front of her.

A hand stuck in the trouser pocket was quietly clenched into a fist, and the meridians on the back of the hand were faintly jumping. When he spoke again, Li Jingyan was extremely calm, so calm that it was terrifying: "Where is this year...?"

Mu Shihuan tilted her head sideways, as if she heard some good joke, she chuckled softly.

"This year," she seemed to be recalling, and then she looked into his eyes and said softly, "I just...was in a coma for a few months, and then woke up. Not long after I was discharged from the hospital, the doctor said my life was going to die , was knocked down from that kind of place and didn’t die.”

She raised her lips and smiled at him, staring at Yan Xing, dazed: "At first, it seemed that I might not survive, and I couldn't wake up after being in a coma for so long. I didn't expect that one day I would suddenly open my eyes and wake up." Yes, it's quite a miracle."

Raising his hand, Mo Shihuan glanced at him, and continued softly: "Not only this hand was injured, but also the waist, oh, and the feet, the doctor said... recuperation is a very long process .”

She paused for a moment: "Even if you recover well, you may not be able to return to the original state. Probably, you will not be able to return."

The words are clear and cool, like a sharp saber, every time a word is spoken, it stabs Li Jingyan's heart quickly and mercilessly.

Blood dripping.

However, she said it so casually and calmly, the emotion between her eyebrows remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, and there was even a faint smile on the corners of her lips and eyes.

Li Jingyan seemed to be in a daze.

The dull pain was silent, yet endless.

"At this time, I should be recuperating in the hospital." After drinking saliva, Mo Shihuan said softly, "I begged the doctor repeatedly to force me to leave the hospital temporarily, because I told him that I have a very, very serious illness." Important matters need to be resolved.”

She smiled slightly, with bright eyes and white teeth, so charming.

And that face, which was brighter and more beautiful than a year ago, was a little more glamorous.

Li Jingyan vaguely guessed something.

"Jingle Bell--"

The doorbell rang at this moment.

"Can I trouble you to open the door for me? It's uncomfortable, it's not that I don't want to move." Mo Shihuan looked at him and said.

Li Jingyan didn't move.

His body is stiff.

Mu Shihuan waited for two seconds, then sighed slightly: "Okay..."

Just about to stand up, the man turned around.

……

Song Ge received a call from Mu Shihuan an hour ago. At that time, Han Ting was about to take her back to Han's house for the holiday.

Although it was an unfamiliar number, to her at that time, it was tantamount to a savior and a relief. After she connected, she heard a voice that made her body freeze, and even the rare emotional ups and downs almost out of control——

"Song Ge, I'm Mu Shihuan."

She asked herself to come to the top floor of the hotel around this time.

She is coming.

Before knocking on the door, she felt in a trance that it was a dream.

It wasn't until the door opened that Li Jingyan's gloomy and deep face appeared in sight. At this moment, she dared to believe that Mo Shihuan, who had long regarded her as her only good friend in her heart, really didn't die.

She has come back.

She is still alive.

Song Ge was calm after all, Qingming recovered in an instant, and her mood returned to the past. She nodded: "Mr. Li."

Li Jingyan's face became more and more ugly.

The corners of his eyes and brows were covered with thick haze, his whole body gradually overflowed with hostility, and every word he spoke was extremely cold and tense: "What are you here for?"

He is clear, but he is asking the question knowingly, but he has the last extravagant hope.

"Sorry, President Li," Song Ge didn't answer directly, but looked behind him and reminded, "Miss Mu is waiting for me."