divorce?Think beautifully!

Ai Ci.

During the Chinese New Year, I felt extraordinarily cold.

Qi Yan leaned against the door with his arms around his shoulders, and shook his head slightly at Li Min who had just entered, full of worry.

There are many compatriots in Ai Cili celebrating the New Year one after another, with lanterns and streamers, and it is very lively.

But in their yard, it was deserted.

Fang Yan stayed in the hospital again a few days ago. He was so sick and groggy that he didn't respond to anyone's calls. When he only mentioned the word Chu Heng, his eyelids would tremble slightly.

Fortunately, he woke up within a few days, didn't talk much, looked tired, and occasionally when the pain was severe, he would call Chu Heng's name when he was drowsy.

But about Chu Heng, he never asked.

"Ayan."

Li Min pushed the door open and walked in, with rain on his outside, wet and cool in his heart.

The man is tidying things in the house.

He has not recovered yet, and his body is still very weak. His pale and slender fingers caressed the old things, his expression was silent, and his eyes were filled with deep nostalgia.

"Ayan," Li Min approached, glanced at the neatly arranged objects around him, mostly irregular small objects and accessories, and his heart tightened, "These are..."

"My mother's relic."

The man looked tired, his voice was hoarse, he coughed a few times from time to time, and he looked pale and weak.

Li Min sighed deeply, squeezed the phone, remembered the message from Chu Jiao, and tentatively said, "Jiaojiao said, Chu Heng didn't go back to Chu's house."

The man stopped abruptly, his slender white wrists trembled slightly, and he could barely hold the paper in his hand.

"Ah."

He responded lightly, without saying anything else.

Li Min took another step closer, and said in a low voice, "Rick was rescued. He was alive, but he hasn't woken up yet. It doesn't matter whether he can wake up. Do you want to... plan ahead?"

Things have come to this point, as it should be.

After traveling to Ai Ci for so long, to get such results, although it is not perfect, it is... not nothing.

The surviving nun mother-in-law often came to visit Fang Yan. She smiled and didn't say anything else. She only talked about the changes in her mood over the years.

"Human! There has to be a process. When you are in the honeypot, you feel that the life outside is hard, but when you are really starving to death, you will feel that the hard life is not bad."

"Sometimes, you have to see through yourself, what exactly you want, child, maybe many times, what you think is important in your heart has long since changed."

"But you have to know it yourself, so you have to look back from time to time and ask, what you want most and what is most worthwhile."

It can be seen that the former nun left the palace and fell into the homes of ordinary people, living a life of simple food and drink, but unexpectedly happy.

Fang Yan frowned, and after returning to his senses, he said in a low voice: "Don't worry, this is Rick's territory, there is no special situation, so don't do anything."

Otherwise...they are the ones who suffer.

Rick has been here for many years, and he has accumulated a lot of power, which is no different from the domestic situation. If there is a direct conflict, the losers...of course they are.

"Then..." Li Min moved his lips, a little helpless: "Since Chu Heng left, you have been like this, doing nothing, relying on this, why not go back with him!"

The man lost a lot of weight, because his heart condition continued to deteriorate, his face was morbidly pale, his lips were always cyanotic, his daily diet was fairly regular, and he could still eat, but it still didn't prevent him from continuing to lose weight.

"Not going back for now."

He was still silent, his brows and eyes seemed to be covered with mist, vague and uncertain, "Wait."

Li Min was puzzled: "Huh? What are you waiting for?"

He felt that no matter how good-tempered a person would be, he would drive him crazy.

It is really difficult to communicate.

"Wait for a message."

The man paused, tilted his head and coughed for a while, "I'll go back later."

Li Min was at a loss: "Then how long will we have to wait?"

What the hell is this man doing?Wait... What are you waiting for?

"almost."

The man covered his lips and couldn't stop coughing. There was a throbbing pain in his heart. He pressed his fingers against his chest, panting with difficulty, "Wait...wait a minute."

Li Min was going to be driven crazy by him.

"No... What are you waiting for? Can't you go back and wait? Do you know your current physical condition? I'm already looking for a match for you. If you succeed, you must be hospitalized and undergo surgery!"

Li Min's biggest headache was his indifferent appearance, completely disregarding his own body and life, this appearance... It seems that since Chu Heng appeared, he has rarely seen it.

But since Chu Heng returned to China, he has returned to before liberation.

Li Min really had a headache.

"Mister is waiting for domestic news."

Qi Yan leaned to one side and interjected.

Li Min turned his head in surprise.

"Chu family, definite news."

Qi Yan snorted coldly and rolled his eyes, "What are you afraid of, Mister? All the evidence you got points to the Chu family, so Mister won't do anything?"

The man lowered his eyes, picked up the old yellowed photos with trembling hands, and tidied them up bit by bit.

"Qi Yan."

He coughed softly, "If you have nothing to do, you can go back and help them. Thinking about...cough...cough cough...With your help, they can move a lot faster."

Qi Yan snorted softly, turned around and went outside with a dissatisfied face.

"If you don't go back, I'm sure I can't go back. Drive me away, don't even think about it."

The man stops.

He rested for a moment, his eyes flicked outside, his eyes far away.

"Cough...cough..."

"Li Min."

Fang Yan tilted his head, his face sank like water, "It's almost Chinese New Year, you should go back first!"

"Huh? Huh?"

Li Min dragged out a stool and sat by the side looking at the old objects on the table. He felt a little strange, but he didn't take it seriously, and replied casually, "Why? Why don't you go back?"

"What's the use of me going back?"

Fang Yan's tone was serious: "I don't have any family members, so I can't let you all be tied up here with me."

Li Min was startled, and then realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

That's right, this person has no family and no home anymore. His only family is Chu Heng.

But now, Chu Heng also has the idea of ​​retreating.

There is nothing wrong with this, the marriage of husband and wife is a combination of love and interests. Once disasters are imminent, or interests are contrary, it is common for them to fly separately, so it is not surprising.

But Fang Yan is different from ordinary people. It is difficult for him to get emotionally involved, but once he is really involved, it is also difficult to withdraw. If Chu Heng really wants to leave him, I'm afraid he...can't hold on.

Even on the operating table, Li Min was afraid that he would not survive.

As for Chu Heng...

Thinking of that resolute young man, Li Min heaved a long sigh. He couldn't say he was complaining, but he knew in his heart that that child... probably didn't know what such a departure meant to Fang Yan.