Something is wrong with my omega ex-wife

The air became extremely heavy in an instant, making it difficult to breathe.

Shen Shuyu asked with difficulty: "Where is the skirt I put on the bed?"

"Is that the red floral dress? It also smelled and I washed it in the washing machine." Zhao Ma said and pointed to the washing machine.

Shen Shuyu felt that she had been slapped in the face.

She looked at the clothes being slowly stirred up in the drum washing machine, and felt that her heart was also thrown into it.

Even when his body was not taken off, his heart tube was twisted into a ball ferociously, pulling himself fiercely.

Shen Shuyu immediately ordered: "Stop."

"Ah?" Mama Zhao was a little confused, looking at Shen Shuyu in confusion.

"Tell it to stop." Shen Shuyu didn't know how to handle this kind of equipment, so she could only repeat her order over and over again.

"Okay, okay..." Zhao Ma looked at Shen Shuyu's face with a raised foot, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the washing machine.

Shen Shuyu squatted in front of the door of the washing machine almost at the same time as the washing machine stopped, and opened the door forcefully.

The rounded nails were divided into two layers of color: one layer of paleness that was suppressed, and one layer of crimson that was overstretched.

But this kind of washing machine has a pre-lock device, even if it stops halfway, there will be a 2-minute wait for the door to be locked.

Shen Shuyu's strength is too weak, it is useless at all.

She just watched helplessly as the water-stained crimson and white flowers were entangled with her other clothes and soaked in clear water.

Fortunately, the clothes have just been put in, and the machine has not had time to mix the laundry detergent into the water.

The unbearable 2 minutes finally passed.

Shen Shuyu hurriedly fished the floral dress out of the water, dripping water splashed out, soaking Shen Shuyu's shoes and socks.

The water in early spring is not bitter, but it is still cold.

The feeling of ice is like a small but sharp sword, splitting Shen Shuyu's nerves and going straight to her brain.

But Shen Shuyu still held the skirt in his hand and wrung out the water vigorously, so as not to let them share Yu Mo's smell.

She tried her best to maintain the calmness of a lady she should have, and said to Zhao Ma: "Can you help me dry it quickly?"

Shen Shuyu kept her tone calm, and handed the wet skirt to Zhao Ma.

But Zhao Ma heard the uncontrollable trembling at the end of Shen Shuyu's voice.

Even though Shen Shuyu didn't mean to criticize Zhao Ma at all, Zhao Ma couldn't help but blame herself.

This dress must be very important to the young lady, why didn't she pay more attention to waiting for the young lady to come out and ask her to wash it.

"Miss, don't worry, I'll dry it for you now, and I'll make sure it's exactly the same as before." Zhao Ma said, took the skirt, and hurried to the dryer.

Zhao Ma was very quick and dried the skirt within a few minutes, "Miss is ready."

Shen Shuyu took the skirt handed over by Zhao Ma, held it tightly in her hand, nodded and said, "Thank you, I'll go back first."

"Miss, I'm really sorry." Mother Zhao said apologetically.

"I can't blame you, I didn't put it away." Shen Shuyu touched the soft fabric of the skirt.

It's because she didn't cherish it, and left the room as soon as she let it go.

Shen Shuyu returned to the room with her clothes in her hands.

During the walk just now, she didn't dare to identify whether the clothes still retained Yu Mo's smell.

It's just that this corridor is too quiet, so quiet that many bad thoughts arise in Shen Shuyu's heart for no reason.

Shen Shuyu closed the door of her room calmly as usual, and sat beside her bed.

Only then did he dare to put the clothes in his hand in front of his nose.

With just a slight sniff, Shen Shuyu's heart stopped suddenly.

She couldn't believe her own judgment, and buried herself deeper in her dress.

Gone……

really gone...

The hope that was already illusory and stubbornly supported by him was blown away by the nameless wind.

It turned out that the idea of ​​climbing for no reason in the corridor was the reality that my brain had judged early on.

For a moment, Shen Shuyu felt that her heart would not beat.

She clutched the skirt in her hand, and her body, which was particularly weak during the fever period, couldn't help shaking.

Yu Mo didn't want to talk to her, now she didn't even have the last thought of Yu Mo.

I should put it away...

Since it is a precious thing, it should be put away...

Why do I know how to cherish every time I lose it...

why why……

Shen Shuyu felt sad from the heart, unable to restrain herself.

Thin hands clasped her chest tightly through the hem of the skirt and the pajamas.

The blue veins stirred up the tender skin, ferociously but powerlessly expressing the grief of the master.

Shen Shuyu wanted to find some consolation, to relieve the grief in her heart.

She turned on the phone and called up the chat history between her and Yu Mo.

The short sentences that I sent to Yu Mo these days appeared in the dialog box line by line.

【Good morning, the weather is fine today. If you are tired from studying, you can go out and have a sunbathing. 】

【Good morning, the stars were very bright last night, but not as good as the night you took me to the top floor last year. 】

[Heipang ate a lot today, his stomach is round, and the general is still not in good condition.Good night. 】

[I'm so tired today, good night. 】

……

Because there was no response from Yu Mo, these sentences looked like a poem from a distance.

A lonely poem that no one will ever appreciate.

Shen Shuyu swiped vigorously on the screen, and finally Yu Mo's words appeared, interrupting her long poem: [I'm preparing for an interview at University A, and I've been very busy recently. 】

The time has passed before Chinese New Year.

The interview for the self-enrollment of University A is after the year.

Shen Shuyu knew that this was very important to Yu Mo, and it was the first important thing in her new life.

And this incident invisibly put a pair of shackles on Shen Shuyu.

The heavy iron chain pulled her slender legs, making it extremely difficult for her to walk to Yu Mo.

He didn't dare to disturb Yu Mo too much, he didn't want to disturb her by himself.

but……

Shen Shuyu looked at the floral skirt in her arms, and put it in front of her nose unwillingly.

Looking for a hint of sea salt caramel in this bland scent.

But it is really gone.

She has nothing to think about now.

The sensitivity and fragility brought to Shen Shuyu during the fever period made her unable to resist pressing the voice button at such a time that might disturb Yu Mo's study: "Yu Mo, are you there?"

As soon as the first syllable of a sentence was uttered, Shen Shuyu couldn't help it.

A big teardrop slid down the side of her face onto the little white daisy pattern beside her face.

Shen Shuyu looked at the head of the black kitten, rubbed his index finger lightly, and sent a voice to Yu Mo: "I'm sorry, this has happened for so long, I seem to owe you an apology all the time."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you. Sorry, I've been making excuses for hiding from you that I was born again myself."

Shen Shuyu trembled and took a breath.

Several voice messages were sent, but Yu Mo didn't respond at all, as Shen Shuyu expected.

Not knowing where the courage came from, Shen Shuyu pressed the voice button again, "I don't know how I came to this life. My memory only stays in the first seven days when you came to say goodbye to me. From then on, my brain seemed to be fascinated by a layer of fog, and I couldn’t get it out, and I couldn’t remember it.”

"I used to think that I could be born again, God gave me a second chance. But in fact, it was God's punishment for me. Punish me for messing up the first chance He gave me."

"I claim to be shrewd all my life, and I can deal with everything rationally and calmly. In fact, I found it really stupid. So stupid that I didn't even realize that I fell in love with you when I fell in love with you. So stupid until you stood up for me And die, I don't even know how much I love you."

Another crystal clear teardrop, as big as a bean, rolled down from Shen Shuyu's eye socket.

Shen Shuyu didn't know until the end what precious and irreproducible things he had lost.

She choked up for a moment, and said again with difficulty: "What's the use of being smart in the mall, and what's the use of them praising me for being great. But my feelings for you are always one step behind you. I want to do it." Things don’t always work out.”

"Maybe you don't know it. After I married you, I wanted to treat you well and spend the rest of my life with you, putting you first and on top of my heart. But my mother fell ill suddenly, and I could only Put you in the second place. You must not know, I almost forgot that I had this plan at the time..."

Speaking of this, Shen Shuyu smiled self-deprecatingly.

She still remembers the joy she felt when she was sitting under the window making this plan.

She also remembers the germ of being strangled in the bottom of her heart after being busy with company affairs.

"It was my birthday last year, and I really wanted to invite you. But in the end, I didn't resist my mother, and your name was never added to the list."

"Also, I also want to keep the fact that I was reborn strictly covered, so that you only see me as a completely different Shen Shuyu in this life. Because I know what I did to you in the last life. How excessive and hateful it is. I selfishly want to whitewash and bury the backlash I should have been carrying, and take a shortcut. I, I want to treat you well, give you everything you want, and give you what I owe you. All of yours will be supplied to you. But look, I still can't even do this... It makes you feel so uncomfortable... I can't even do this kind of clumsy drama..."

Bean-sized teardrops fell from Shen Shuyu's eye sockets, along her profile, onto the newly changed bed sheets.

It got wet.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I never thought of teasing you, and I never thought of keeping you by my side again, nor would I change you into the you of the previous life. Compared with the you of the previous life, I prefer you who are always shining now. In the two years I have been with you, every second of your self-confidence, scorching sun, and brilliance, every painting is in my mind and cannot be shaken away. Longing for it."

Shen Shuyu looked at the pure white ceiling, Yu Mo's clean and tender faces flashed in her memory one by one.

As she ran, she called to herself.

From "Shu Yu" to "Sister", and then to "Shen Shuyu".

Yu Mo was like a deer jumping on the green grassland, running wildly in Shen Shuyu's heart.

"I'm sorry, I was the one who obliterated your light little by little."

"I'm the selfish, most odiously refined hypocrite."

With loathing for herself and full of remorse, Shen Shuyu tightly closed her eyes.

Eyelashes stained with tears trembled, as weak as a cicada's wings.

Shen Shuyu cut open her heart with her own hands, and held it in front of Yu Mo.

Like a devout believer, she bowed down to her only god in repentance, begging for a little trembling from her.

But the voices were sent one by one, as if hitting a stone wall.

No response.

Shen Shuyu looked at the long speech with a bitter smile, and couldn't withdraw it after 2 minutes.

Would Yu Mo feel that he was hysterical, that he didn't understand what he said?

Shen Shuyu half curled up on the bed, held the phone and the dress that no longer smelled of Yu Mo to her heart, and tightened herself up little by little.

Like a deeply insecure baby.

The bed is soft and the heating is gentle.

Shen Shuyu's thin body was made thinner and thinner.

But no one would hug her from behind and let her stretch out her tense body little by little.

Dusk is approaching, the sun is golden, and the sky is burning red.

Everything came back to life, and Yu Mo's small new-style bungalow looked as beautiful as an oil painting.

On the window glass on the second floor, the figure who often sat at the desk printed on the glass by the soft light could not be seen.

There was no light on in the room, it was dark and low, which made people feel a little cold.

A voice was played in the quiet room.The female voice inside fluctuates, and the words are broken.

Looking for the direction of the female voice, a milky white arm hangs down beside the bed.

Yu Mo lay on his little bed holding the cell phone that played the voice.

His reddish-brown pupils were dull in color, and the room was dimly lit, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Shen Shuyu didn't know, and Yu Mo wouldn't let Shen Shuyu know.

She stopped writing the pen in Shen Shuyu's first sentence just now.

Since then, she has been listening to the voice sent by her.

After listening to it once, raise your hand and click back to the first sentence, and listen to it again.

Shen Shuyu's voice was trembling, and her grief made her heart soften.

She said regret to her, said sorry.

Talking about the "love" that Yu Mo had been looking forward to but never heard before dying.

Tears couldn't help but slid down Yu Mo's side face.

Yu Mo's heart, which was finally sealed by the stone, opened a crack, and then the crack split apart like the roots of an old tree.

Stained with blood, the skin peeled off.

After a while, a new voice appeared in Yu Mo's looping voice list.

"Yu Mo... can you come to my birthday party next week, I really miss you."

There was expectation and sincerity in this voice, but it was also so cautious like walking on thin ice.

The author has something to say: make a correction: "Power must always be held in one's own hands." Shen Shuyu held Shen Lin's hand as she spoke.

I dare not change the last chapter.