Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Lin Yunchuan, who didn't talk much at all, became even more reticent, his deep and pure black pupils became deeper, like an undercurrent surging like a sea but bottomless, just looking at you silently makes him feel uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

Yu Zimin stared at Lin Yunchuan's aloof back for two seconds, tilted his head, frowned slightly, turned and walked to Li Junsheng's room, where Yao Mujin lived now, Yu Zimin opened the closed door and saw Yao who was sitting on the bed Hibiscus, surprise flashed across her eyes.

Yao Mujin's stagnant eyes slowly turned to Yu Zimin, as if she was looking at Yu Zimin, and seemed to want to look through Yu Zimin to a farther and farther place. She seemed to be talking to Yu Zimin, or just muttering.

Yao Muzhen didn't speak for a long time, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, she was like a desolation in the desert, with loneliness and sadness deeply hidden, her pair of talking eyes were full of sadness, so thick that they could be condensed into liquid, she said: " I can't smell him anymore."

The astonishment on Yu Zimin's face has not subsided, and the expression turned into astonishment, looking a little dumbfounded.

"I can't smell him anymore."
When he said this, Yao Mujin had no expression on his face, indifferent and indifferent like a person without emotion, but his eyes and voice were too sad, so sad that even Yu Zimin, who never cared about these messy feelings, felt anxious for a while. .

"I want to go where there is a brother."
Sitting on Li Junsheng's bed was Yao Mujin, covered up to her waist with a quilt, her bare arms were the same color as her pure white pajamas, her eyes were white, and her shriveled wrist was so thin that only a bone remained. As for the problem related to diet, besides Yao Muzhen's thinness, her well-maintained skin has obviously become worse.

"Help me get out of here."

Yao Mujin looked at Yu Zimin, the melancholy in his eyes was like a sunflower in the sky that was forgotten on the balcony, wandering around hard, but couldn't find his own light and direction.

This kind of Yao Mujin made Yu Zimin unable to refuse. Yu Zimin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the knuckles of the hand holding the door lock handle were clearly discernible. A pair of deep eyes looked at Yao Mujin. Yu Zimin said, "You have a good meal first." meal."

"Let me go after eating?"
Yao Mujin asked stubbornly, her dark eyes seemed to be covered with smoke, like a nun covering her pale face.

Yao Mujin's mood didn't fluctuate much, but Yu Zimin felt the desire hidden deep in her heart.

Yao Muzhen had a deep desire to leave here, and Yu Zimin could clearly feel Yao Muzhen's desire. Thinking of the way Lin Yunchuan and Yao Muzhen got along during this period of time, Yu Zimin's dim pupils flickered.

"I'll send you away when you're done eating."
Yu Zimin said seriously.

In this way, Yao Mujin left China alone. She didn’t understand why Yu Zimin still helped her, and she didn’t bother to guess why Yu Zimin helped her. She sat on the window seat and looked at Baiyun, who was close at hand. Everything in her life is like a dream, happy or unhappy, happy and enough to destroy her, they are all like a prosperous fantasy.

Five years ago, she came to the UK with Xiao Xiao and Li Junsheng nagging. Half a year ago, she brought Xiao Xiao and Li Junsheng, who was already 5 years old, back to China. Today, she left Xiao Xiao and Li Junsheng again. I left that place full of nightmares alone.

She always had the illusion that Li Junsheng and Xiaoxiao were waiting for her to go home in London.

She always felt that as soon as she opened the door, she would see Xiaoxiao and Li Junsheng sitting in the living room playing, Xiaoguai circled around the two of them, and the toys were scattered all over the floor.

Yao Mujin leaned her head weakly on the back of the chair, her slender neck bent in an elegant arc, looking tired and fragile.

Just from the hut to the airport, Yao Mujin was already exhausted.

Six months later, Yao Mujin finally returned to the UK from China before the Spring Festival.

On the way home, Yao Mujin sat by the window and looked at the scenery on both sides of the road. The thick snow covered the original appearance of the city, and some snowflakes slowly fell from the sky and floated through the window, just like the snowflakes from the sky. Gentle hands wipe away the dirty world, leaving a piece of cleanliness in this chaotic world.

Hoston, which has just been gone for six months, is still full of vitality, and the streets full of artistic atmosphere seem strange but familiar.

Yao Mujin pushed open the locked gate, and the courtyard where Xiaoxiao and Xiaoguai played was covered with snow, the mailbox was filled with newspapers, and the flower pot that was accidentally kicked before leaving was still lying there, broken. The fence has not been repaired, and the paint on the wall has peeled off due to time, like an old man with spots on his body that make people dizzy.

Yao Mujin walked along the cobbled path, and the more she walked, the more she felt like she was walking in memory. Li Junsheng smiled at her at the end of the road, Xiaoxiao and Xiaoguai were still playing in the yard, laughing and laughing And yelling, endless.

"Welcome home."
Li Junsheng was leaning against the door frame, his eyes were gentle, his long hair had been draped over his ears, and the broken hair was scattered on his forehead. Against his pair of eyes, the galaxy was shining brightly, and there was a touch of tenderness in the corner of his eyes, as if he had never left.

Yao Mujin looked at the empty door frame and said to herself, "Waiting for you to come back."

Looking from a distance, the huge courtyard can only see the thin back of a woman standing alone in the white snow, with her back to the door, no expression can be seen, but her helpless and sad heart can be seen, floating in the air with the snowflakes , spinning, falling, and finally merged into the thousands of white snows, without a trace.

Those who are worth cherishing have disappeared, and there is no life to talk about.

Perhaps the biggest difference between Yao Mujin and ordinary people is that others are desperate for a living, but she can do whatever she wants, she can escape with peace of mind, go where she wants to go, and do what she wants to do, because , no matter how strong she is, no matter how hard she works, only money is with her.

But she doesn't want money, she wants people.

Father, mother, brother, little, but she didn't get any of them.

Yao Mujin didn't want to fight with Lin Yunchuan anymore, didn't want to intrigue with Lin Yunchuan anymore, even if she looked at him more, she would feel broken.

A house that no one lived in for half a year looked very clean, Yao Mujin touched the tabletop, it was spotless, as if someone had lived in it.

Already disheartened, Yao Mujin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Although she knew it was impossible, she still couldn't help thinking that maybe he was still alive, or maybe he was just joking.

"Brother!" Li Junsheng!is it you?you come out! "

"What the hell! Speak up!"

In the empty room, Yao Mujin shouted loudly.