To You, My Beloved

Tang Shi cut off the phone, hugged the sad and crying Gu Qingcheng and carefully coaxed him for a long time. When Gu Qingcheng finally stopped crying, he carefully placed Gu Qingcheng on the bed, and then took a wet wipe. She wiped the tears on her cheeks, kissed her forehead, sat on the edge of the bed, paused for a while, then picked up her phone and dialed Su Nianhua.

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Ever since Su Nianhua discovered the phrase A year of love in April, a happy marriage of a hundred years, these eight words have been lingering in his mind. He has never noticed that the sky outside the window is getting dark. In the house where the lights are not turned on, the light is getting darker and darker. The weaker.

Su Nianhua was so confused that he didn't know how long he had been lying there. Suddenly, in the quiet space, the ringtone of his cell phone came.

Su Nianhua reached out and touched his cell phone from the pillow. When he saw the caller ID Tang Shi, he paused slightly and answered the call. Before he could speak, Tang Shi's usual calm and cold tone came from the phone: Lao Wu, Xiaoyue went to France and was responsible for the three-and-a-half-year project in France.

Tang Shi said something specifically next, but Su Nianhua didn't understand a single word clearly. His mind went blank. Even the mobile phone in his hand slipped from his fingertips and fell into the soft mattress.

By the time Su Nianhua came to his senses and picked up the phone, Tang Shi had already cut off the call. The call history displayed on the screen clearly told him that what just happened was not a dream, but a reality.

April is gone... April, who divorced him less than eight hours ago, is gone...

Su Nianhua's whole body began to tremble. He knew clearly that April's flight had taken off two hours ago and that April had already left China, but he still quickly turned over from the bed. He got up, grabbed the car keys, went directly to the underground garage to pick up the car, and went straight to the airport.

The airport was brightly lit, and planes took off and landed from time to time. Su Nianhua stood in the international flight hall where people came and went, looking at the strange faces from different countries around him. Su Nianhua seemed to have lost all his strength, and his figure swayed slightly. Then he leaned against a pillar and slowly closed his eyes.

In the afternoon, he was still thinking that although he and her were divorced, and although she told him that they would be the same as before, he was the fifth child and she was the fourth child, he told himself in his heart that even if she was Even if she really gives up on him, he will treat her well. Even if she meets someone new she likes, he will treat her as the love of his life and love her properly and truly.

He was even lucky enough to think in his heart that although he was not qualified to ask for her forgiveness now that she was covered with blood, he could work hard to make up for it, and when she let go, maybe they could start over.

Even if he couldn't start, he would do his best to compensate her and repay the cruelty he had treated her tenfold.

But she didn't give him this chance at all, and just left without saying a word.

Now that she's gone, what should he do with the regrets and guilt in his heart?

There was a roar of people around, but Su Nianhua was completely unaware of it.

He held the car key hard in his hand, but because he was too hard, the key pierced his hand. The bright blood followed the tightly closed fingers and fell to the white and clean floor drop by drop.

From the corners of his tightly closed eyes, two lines of tears slowly rolled down.