Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Ye Mian and Qiao Zhanbei answered the phone respectively. It was the same thing. Qiao's mother, Tang Wanzhou, had a relapse and was in the hospital for emergency treatment.

The two of them rushed to the hospital immediately. Along the way, Ye Mian felt mixed feelings and held Qiao Zhanbei's hand tightly.On the other hand, he still has a calm look of "Mount Tai collapsed before him, but his face remains unchanged".

Three years ago, not long after Qiao's father passed away, Tang Wanzhou was diagnosed with gastric cancer. It was in the middle stage. Two-thirds of the stomach was removed by surgery. After one year of chemotherapy, the disease was stabilized and there was no recurrence for two years.

Today, it relapsed again, and the cancer cells have spread throughout the body.

After rescue, the person has been out of danger.

In the ward, seeing Tang Wanzhou covered in tubes, Ye Mian was so distressed that she wept. No matter what, she had feelings for Mother Qiao for many years.

They are not mother and daughter, better than mother and daughter.

Ye Mian stood by the hospital bed, holding her hand in both hands, and quietly accompanied Tang Wanzhou who was still awake. Qiao Zhanbei went to attend the expert consultation, and wanted to do his best to treat his mother.

At present, the only option for expert consultation is conservative chemotherapy.

After Tang Wanzhou woke up, she refused to receive chemotherapy.

"Qiao Zhanbei, I've had enough of the taste of chemotherapy two years ago, not to mention the physical pain, and it has tormented me beyond recognition, swollen every day, and my hair fell out."

"Don't make trouble this time. I want to walk decently and beautifully. Don't persuade anyone. I won't listen to anyone who advises me."

Qiao Zhanbei's heart was very heavy, but he still nodded and agreed: "Mom, I respect your decision."

Ye Mian looked at him surprised and sad, and wanted him to persuade Qiao's mother.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Qiao Zhanbei looked at her with questioning eyes and said calmly.

She understood what he meant because she was afraid that she would be unhappy. At this time, he must be in a very complicated mood and needed to smoke to calm down.

Ye Mian nodded and said, "Go."

Seeing the interaction between the young couple, Tang Wanzhou's mouth turned up, feeling very relieved.

Just as Qiao Zhanbei left the ward, Ye Mian was about to persuade Tang Wanzhou, but was stopped by her eyes.

Tang Wanzhou patted the back of her hand lightly, "Mianmian, don't try to persuade me, I have lived most of my life, and I have experienced all kinds of life, and I have long looked down on life and death. Three years ago, I couldn't worry about you. Now, Zhanbei and Tong Yaoyao have broken off their ties, and they care about you very much, so I can leave without any worries."

"Mother Qiao knows that you have been secretly in love with Zhanbei, and you knew it three years ago. Don't worry, I didn't tell that straight man with low EQ, let him realize it on his own. In my heart, you are much more important than him. "

Listening to her words, Ye Mian's brain was buzzing.

Qiao's mother knew that she loved Qiao Zhanbei three years ago. No wonder she forced him to marry her so much. Even if she said she didn't love Qiao Zhanbei, she didn't listen.

In order to fulfill her, she even disregarded her own son's feelings.

And behind this fulfillment is the atonement for her mother's death.

My heart felt like a heavy boulder was pressing down on it, heavy and suffocating.

Seeing Ye Mian's eyes full of tears, Tang Wanzhou looked very incomprehensible, and said again: "I didn't marry you, Papa Qiao, because of love back then. Getting along as a husband and wife is a matter of love for a long time. We get along with each other. For many years, we have shared weal and woe, and the feelings that have been bred over the long years are more stable and indestructible than that illusory love. I believe that Zhanbei...cough..."

So, she and mom did love the same man before.

This matter has been stuck in her heart these days, like a soft thorn, when she can't remember it, she feels nothing, but once she is poked, she feels very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Her marriage with Qiao Zhanbei bears her mother's life on her back, and her love is made possible by her mother's death.

too heavy.

She can't bear it.

Qiao Zhanbei smoked a cigarette and came back. Just after turning the corner of the corridor, Ye Mian came out of the ward. She leaned her back against the wall of the corridor and slid down the wall slowly.

She squatted at the base of the wall with her face buried in her knees, looking extremely sad.

He took a breath, opened his long legs, and strode towards her.

"What's wrong?" He knelt down in front of her, covered her head with his big hands, and asked softly.

Ye Mian raised her head, her eyes were red, her throat was congested, and she said forcefully, "Mother Qiao said... let's go, go through the formalities, I don't want to bear it anymore..."

Saying this, she was relieved.

Qiao Zhanbei was stunned as if he had been hit hard by a blunt object. It took him a while to recover and understand what she meant.

Ms. Tang probably forced her again.

Seeing her in so much pain, his heart also ached.

"Okay, I'll go right away, I'll let someone arrange it, don't be sad, I must go today." Qiao Zhanbei's voice was low and hoarse, and he agreed very simply.

He pulled out the pocket square on the breast of his suit and wiped her tears away.

"My various documents and materials are in the bag, please send someone to send your materials." She urged.

Qiao Zhanbei swallowed, gritted his molars, helped her up, and immediately went to make a call.

The two quickly left the hospital and got into the car.

The weather outside was gloomy, and the air pressure in the car was extremely low, Ye Mian silently looked at the street scene outside the window.Qiao's mother is kind to her. Even if she knows the grievances between her and her mother, she still can't hate her.

Qiao Zhanbei didn't say a word, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and heard what she said to Ms. Tang three years ago.

"Mother Qiao, twisted melons are not sweet. I only regard Brother Qiao as my elder brother. I also have people I like. Why do you have to tie us together?"

He looked down at the silver wedding ring he wore every day, then at her hand.

Except for that night, she never took the initiative to wear it.

I have told her all the things that should be said and fought for in the morning, and she still wants to leave, so he really has nothing to do.

I was also afraid that if I continued to tie her up, it would torture her into depression.

The two were silent all the way, and soon arrived at the marriage registration office. There were more people getting divorced than getting married, and lawyers were already queuing up for them.

It wasn't until seeing the words "divorce registration office" that Ye Mian recovered from the heavy emotion.

Finally got to this point.

Three years ago, they got their marriage certificate next door.

Ye Mian sat in a chair and waited. She boredly flipped through the marriage certificate, and their group photo came into view.

She deliberately wore a white shirt that day, with a high ponytail, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her smile was jerky. He beside him was also wearing a white shirt, no tie, and his face was expressionless. There is a faint youthful air.

They were like a pair of marionettes that day. Under the command of the photographer, they took this wedding photo.

"Mr. Qiao, madam, today is only the first trial. After the first trial, there is still a 30-day cooling-off period. This is an unchangeable system registration process." The lawyer came over and introduced them.

Qiao Zhanbei nodded, turned his head and whispered in Ye Mian's ear, "You have to endure it for another month."