After rebirth, my wealthy ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me

After dealing with the bouquet of imitation/real red roses, Fu Xiuyan's irritable mood did not get relieved at all, but became worse.

Even when he was half asleep and half awake, his brows were never relaxed.

Strange room.

"Dong Dong Dong" knocking sounds came from my ears.

Fu Xiuyan knew very well that he was dreaming.

He walked towards the source of the sound.

In the spacious and bright kitchen, a thin figure was busying himself slowly, occasionally checking the soup that was being cooked, and sometimes picking up kitchen utensils to skillfully cut food.

Fu Xiuyan looked at the beautiful figure silently, his eyes moving back and forth with her.

Every time the woman took a step, the hem of her knee-length skirt would sway. The fresh small flowers on the skirt seemed to come alive, and one could almost smell the faint fragrance emanating from them.

The heartwarming scene made Fu Xiuyan dazed for a moment, and his heart felt heavy, as if the lonely boat drifting in the river finally had someone at the helm, giving him enough sense of security.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in the depths of my mind: it’s actually not bad to live an ordinary life like this.

When his sight fell on the pair of long, straight, white calves, Fu Xiuyan's eyelids jumped.

As if she noticed his presence, the woman who was originally concentrating on cutting food turned around.

Seeing him, the woman was overjoyed and surprised. She flew over to him like a happy bird and said happily, "You're back!"

The warmth and softness in his arms was so real that it didn't seem like a dream. Fu Xiuyan raised his hand and grasped the woman's thin shoulders. He originally wanted to push her away, but at this moment his body suddenly lost control.

It seemed like another person who did not exist, yet existed, was controlling the body.

He suddenly grabbed the woman's white neck and pressed her onto the marble countertop in the kitchen.

"Fu Xiuyan, please don't do this!"

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Not in the kitchen, let's go back to the room, okay?"

The woman's voice of resistance turned into humble pleas, but she received no response.

Fu Xiuyan gripped her thin shoulders and suppressed her with his height and strength.

Arrogant and rude, with no gentleness at all, he vented all his bad mood madly, and his bad temper found great satisfaction in his crying.

The warm scene was destroyed by his own hands, and the expectation in the woman's eyes was also shattered by him.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

She turned her head, her eyes full of tears, her hair wet and sticking to her pale and vulnerable face.

The watery eyes were like a mirror, clearly reflecting his bad face.

My heart suddenly contracted and a pain instantly spread to every part of my body.

Almost as if to escape, he covered his eyes that were full of grievance and sadness, his palms were soaked with tears, and he uttered an apology with difficulty in his throat.

"Sorry……"

As soon as the voice fell, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Fu Xiuyan woke up with a start and suddenly sat up from the bathtub, splashing water.

The originally warm water had cooled down without knowing when.

It’s a dream again.

He was sure that the woman in his dream was the same one from last time.

The last time I wanted to see the woman’s face clearly, I woke up from my dream.

This time he saw the woman's face clearly, but he had completely forgotten it when he woke up.

Who is that woman?

Why did he dream about it twice?

And every time the dream ends in such an unbearable way.

He lowered his head and looked at the excitement in the cold water in embarrassment.

"Damn it!"

A low curse escaped from his thin lips. He smoothed the wet hair that covered his eyebrows, revealing his full forehead. The glasses he usually wore were gone from his nose, and his eyebrows and eyes looked much colder.

Fu Xiuyan's irritability doubled, and he lay back in the bathtub. The image of Shen Tingnuo with red eyes and slightly open mouth sobbing in grievance suddenly appeared in his mind.

The arc of his throat rolled wider, and his hand dived into the water...

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hospital.

In the clinic.

Bai Shuoling twirled the pen skillfully, and he made a lot of use of the small pen.

After listening to the explanation of his good brother opposite, a hint of amusement appeared on his young and handsome face.

He raised his eyebrows in a charming manner and said in a teasing tone: "Old Fu, as an excellent doctor, I can tell you for sure that you are not sick, and your brain is not broken, it's just..."

He drawled out his tone and said with a wicked smile: "...I have a dirty mind. This is a necessary step for every man. You are just a little slow."

Bai Shuoling dropped the pen in his hand, supported his face with one hand, and glanced at the handsome man opposite him with a gloomy face with interest.

"When you lived in the Shen family before, Miss Shen was watching you like a bone. You couldn't accept the advances of other girls. Some of your needs were always suppressed, so your growth process was naturally slower than that of your peers."

After a pause, he continued, "Now you don't need to act according to Miss Shen's mood. The old man of the Shen family will obviously not let you touch his gold nugget. You can find someone else, relax occasionally, and take care of your health."

Fu Xiuyan, who had been silent the whole time, raised his eyelids and said in a cold tone, "Are you finished?"

It was he who was seeking medical advice, but he acted like an outsider.

"There's one more thing I haven't finished talking about." Bai Shuoling said as an experienced person, "For the sake of your health, it's best to have a stable partner and take safety measures. People nowadays are so extravagant that they can get infected if they're not careful..."

"Shut up."

Fu Xiuyan rubbed his brows tiredly. He must be crazy to tell this quack doctor about his two dreams.

Not reliable at all, it's better to search for the answer on the Internet.

Thinking of the posts about bonds between past and present lives that he had found on the Internet, he felt that those on the Internet were even less reliable.

Past life and present life, it's all bullshit.

Seeing his good brother looking distressed and confused, it was the first time that Bai Shuoling saw him showing such an expression.

The top scholar in science, who had caused a sensation in the imperial capital at that time and was almost excellent in both civil and military affairs and had no flaws, was stumped by the woman who appeared in his dreams twice one day.

As a man, Bai Shuoling knew all the twists and turns. He asked curiously, "Old Fu, tell me the truth. If the woman in your dream must have a face, who do you hope it is?"

He stared at his good brother's face and asked tentatively: "Yun Yuenni? Or Zhao Qingsi?"

Fu Xiuyan had an indifferent expression, and even his eyelids did not move.

Unable to see anything unusual on his face, Bai Shuoling hesitated for a moment and added another person: "Or Miss Shen?"

Fu Xiuyan's long eyelashes trembled for a moment, and he snorted, "If you can't speak, shut up."

"Yo~" Bai Shuoling seemed to have figured out something and said meaningfully, "I know who you want to dream about."

"Tell me, who did you dream about?" Fu Xiuyan asked indifferently. The gold-wire glasses frame on his nose shone with a cold light, and the corners of his eyes were filled with a dense cold current that could freeze a person to death.

It seemed that with his subtle mood changes, Bai Shuoling always felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, and the goose bumps on his arms stood up sensitively one by one.