my ex boyfriend is super sweet

Next to the park in the middle of the street, there is a river that passes through the city. In recent years, the city has been vigorously developed and built into a scenic sightseeing route. There are especially many people coming in the evening, and it is very lively.

The youthful atmosphere coming from the basketball court is enviable, but there is a tall and tall figure mixed in among this group of people.

Douhan was standing beside Jiang Haitang's shirt that he had taken off, watching a nearly 30-year-old man grabbing rebounds with a group of middle school students, and he thought it was cheeky, but he saw it with relish.

Jiang Haitang hadn't played basketball for a long time, but after touching the ball, the feeling that was already very familiar in his body burst out bit by bit, and he missed it a little.

With crisp dribbling, a very advantageous height, and flexible skills, the moment the basketball fell into the basket, it seemed like returning to the old school days.

A group of half-grown boys were infected by Jiang Haitang's skills, and they played more vigorously, shouting and saying that it was fun.

When Jiang Haitang threw the ball into the basket, she subconsciously looked towards Douhan, but she saw a girl standing beside Douhan at some point, talking and laughing with Douhan.

Bang Dang—the basketball hit the ground, and a whistle of cheers sounded, and everyone was very excited.

Jiang Haitang was already dripping with sweat. He took the bottle of water handed over by those people and drank it up. Those people pestered Jiang Haitang and wanted to do it again. Jiang Haitang waved his hand, "Let's talk about it later." To Douhan walk over.

The girl next to Douhan was wearing suspenders and hot pants, she was very stylishly dressed, her figure looked good, and she stared at Douhan's face with fiery eyes.

Seeing Jiang Haitang approaching, the girl showed a look of surprise on her face, and smiled at Jiang Haitang, but Jiang Haitang was very indifferent, as if she didn't receive it.

Jiang Haitang looked at Douhan and asked, "Your friend?"

Douhan shook his head, the corners of his mouth slanted up slightly, and he pulled out a cool smile, "I don't know."

Jiang Haitang was taken aback suddenly, and his heart trembled. He had never seen this kind of Douhan before, and it was a little strange, which made Jiang Haitang feel flustered and scared.

The girl looked at Dou Han, and asked with a mischievous smile, "Hey, handsome guy, add a WeChat account to see how we hit it off just now."

Douhan spread her hands, "No WeChat." She had a cute and eccentric expression, showing her pointed canine teeth, making it difficult to get angry.

Faced with such a lazy, clumsy, but serious excuse for refusing, the girl was very disappointed, and turned her eyes to Jiang Haitang, "Handsome guy..."

Jiang Haitang didn't even look at her, and took the shirt from Douhan's hand, "Want to eat something?"

Dou Han had nothing to do, and with a "huh", the two left, leaving the girl grieving in place resentfully.

The cool wind blowing from the river made it very comfortable for the two of them to walk along the street.

After a while, Jiang Haitang asked, "What did you guys talk about just now?" After pinching the mineral water bottle in his hand, the plastic bottle made a small sound, and Jiang Haitang immediately let go.

Dou Han said very honestly: "I don't know, it's her talking, I'm distracted."

Hearing this, Jiang Haitang curled up his mouth and smiled, the person in front of him was the familiar Douhan again, Jiang Haitang threw the crushed plastic bottle into the trash can

As Douhan was walking, her legs were itching so badly that she didn't care about being decent, so she just raised her legs and scratched them with her hands.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Haitang looked over and immediately understood.

It was probably because there were too many mosquitoes in the bushes and lawns by the street, and Douhan, who was wearing cropped pants, suffered miserably.

Jiang Haitang squatted down and looked at Douhan's white, tender, slender and straight calf, which was red and swollen from mosquito bites, with many small bumps. It looked very miserable, and Jiang Haitang felt distressed and helpless.

He couldn't be more familiar with Douhan's physique, the thin skin and tender flesh are too attractive to mosquitoes, it was like this before, and it is still like this now, it hasn't changed at all.

Jiang Haitang raised his hand to touch it, and Douhan's calf flinched and hid for a while, but Jiang Haitang patted it gently, "Go to the pharmacy and buy a bottle of toilet water."

Douhan didn't care, "It's okay, I have it at home, I'll wipe it off when I get home."

Jiang Haitang didn't give him a chance to refuse, so he found a pharmacy and bought a bottle of toilet water that was very useful for Douhan that he used to buy very efficiently.

Jiang Haitang squatted down and sprayed Douhan's legs carefully. Douhan looked at the hair on top of the man's head, feeling a little dazed. Just think about it.

"Okay." Jiang Haitang said, "I sprayed it a little too much, maybe the smell is a bit harsh, but the effect is better, otherwise if I am sent to the hospital again, I..." Seems to have remembered something, the words suddenly But, both of them tacitly didn't mention it.

Douhan squeezed her fingers subconsciously, and said, "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Haitang turned to look at him, "What do you want to eat?"

Douhan wanted to say that she wasn't very hungry, but when the stroke came to her mouth, it turned into, "Ice cream."

Jiang Haitang smiled, "You eat less cold food, what should you do if you have a stomachache?"

But when I passed by Haagen-Dazs, I went in and bought a box, with a helpless face.

The rich milk fragrance spread in his mouth, and Douhan narrowed his eyes contentedly, like a cat curled up and dozing in the sun, making people want to hug and rub her.

The two finally sat down at a restaurant, and when the delicious seafood fried rice was served, Douhan felt his stomach growl twice, even though he wasn't hungry.

"Eat quickly." Jiang Haitang said with a smile.

The music in the store is brisk and joyful, the decoration of the store is very interesting, fashionable and full of creativity, the young lovers at the next table are feeding each other, and the tired people have a layer of goosebumps, and Douhan keeps his eyes straight. Zuku didn't see it.

"When did you get divorced?" Dou Han asked, a very light and casual sentence.

The moment he asked the question, Douhan felt that he was a little drifting today, was his head bitten by a mosquito?

But this is indeed what Douhan wants to ask the most. He wants to ask many, many questions, but he doesn't know how to ask, or what time and identity to ask.

Ms. Tong Le talked a lot that day. If you can't let go, you should find out. You are almost 30 years old, and the most important thing is to enjoy life as soon as possible.

Dou Han once hated Jiang Haitang, when Jiang Haitang suddenly disappeared, when she heard that Jiang Haitang was married but she didn't know it, when she was depressed because of depression...

But after hating it, I felt pain, as if a knife had been gouged out in my heart.

The love is so deep, the more you dig, the more painful it is, the pain is so uncomfortable, it's like rolling and begging for mercy.

But I still love him, I still like him, he can't be controlled, and he can't be controlled, he is like mistletoe, only when he lives on the host of Jiang Haitang, he is really happy, there is nothing to do.

But he is also afraid, afraid of disappointment, afraid of pain.

Jiang Haitang looked at Dou Han flusteredly and anxiously, but Dou Han didn't look at him. Dou Han was still eating his favorite seafood fried rice seriously, spoonful by spoonful.

"...Last year." Jiang Haitang's voice was difficult.

Then there was silence, as if it had been silent for a long time, and it seemed that it was only a few spoonfuls of rice. Jiang Haitang even wondered if he was deaf, because the surroundings were so silent.

"Oh." Douhan said something.

Jiang Haitang sat upright, as if she was being interrogated, watching the person across from her eat spoonfuls of food, waiting to be tortured.

But there is no text.

Douhan looked up wonderingly, "Why don't you eat it? I think it's delicious."

Jiang Haitang was taken aback, and hurriedly picked up the spoon, "...huh?" The voice was a little hoarse due to excessive tension in the vocal cords, and Douhan wanted to hear it.

Jiang Haitang buried her head in her meal, "It's delicious."

Douhan served him a bowl of soup and passed it over, "Eat slowly."

Jiang Haitang took a sip of the soup, looked at Douhan and smiled, a little silly.

In fact, Douhan wanted to ask something else, but seeing Jiang Haitang's nervous look just now, he couldn't ask, but Jiang Haitang was like a roundworm in his stomach, he could guess everything he thought.

"If you want to ask anything, you can ask," Jiang Haitang looked at him and said, "But, can you try not to get angry."

Douhan was dumbfounded, with a cool smile on the corner of his mouth, "This cannot be guaranteed."

Jiang Haitang immediately became uneasy, frowned, and hesitated to speak.

Jiang Haitang thought that Douhan would ask him a lot of questions, but after that, Douhan didn't ask anything. Douhan seemed to have changed, not the Douhan he was familiar with, but it seemed that he hadn't changed.

It wasn't that Douhan didn't want to ask, but that he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable after hearing the answer, that he would end up in a dead end, that he wouldn't be able to get out, and that he would destroy the person he had always liked.

Why did you get married in the first place?Is it because you fell in love with that woman?Then what were we?

Why didn't you contact me in the first place?Are you afraid that I will go to you, that I will stop you, that I will disturb your wedding?

Why did you leave without saying a word?Why don't you tell me why?

……

Douhan wanted to ask many, many questions about the past that died without a cause, about the past few years, and about many, many things about them.

But he didn't dare, he only dared to try little by little, like a snail dragging a heavy protective shell, moving a little outside the safety line and then moving a little more when it was safe.

The current state is very good, you are divorced, I can pretend that I don't know the past, as for what to do in the future, take it step by step, who knows what will happen.

Jiang Haitang returned home, took off the clothes that were sticky due to the sweat from playing, and went into the bathroom.

The rushing water splashed down his body, washing away all the tiredness and stickiness all over his body. Jiang Haitang remembered what Dou Han had asked him.

divorce.

That can't even be called a marriage, it's shackles, it's chains.

From the beginning to the end, there was only one person in his heart, the person who made him dream countless times, made him happy, made him feel distressed, made his emotions surge, and made his eyes stay on him all the time.

The child who called him senior from the very beginning planted roots in his heart, and later the roots became thicker and more prosperous, and could no longer be pulled out.