Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

"It's really sad, or is it delusional that I let you go, huh? Do you think that you can erase everything in the past if you lose your memory?"

In the quiet bedroom, his hoarse voice was intertwined with her faintly choked sobs, and as the eyes gradually darkened, they finally disappeared, as if it had never happened.

Withdrawing his hand, Li Jingyan stood up straight, stared at her for a few seconds, then turned and left.

"Don't...don't...go..."

The sound of sobbing suddenly sounded behind him, with not obvious fear and uneasiness.

Li Jingyan paused slightly.

……

Both physically and mentally overwhelmed, Mo Shihuan slept extremely unsteadily. She was dreaming all the time, like watching flowers on horseback, but every scene was as clear as yesterday.

In the dream, she was still the same as before, a free little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple, she didn't have to think about anything, she ate, drank and played around every day, caught fish and played with cats, and pretended to meditate and read books for fear of being punished by her master.

But in fact, she knew it, and the master knew it very well, but the master still chose to turn a blind eye to pamper her and pamper her.

The same goes for the little brother.

She is obviously so much younger than herself, but she looks like a serious little old man, and even protects her like a child.

At that time, every day was happy and comfortable.

Mu Shihuan really wanted to catch her, and even more wanted to go back.

But when she tried to reach out her hand, those good things were forcibly stripped away, leaving only her unwillingness to face and disbelief, the present she was extremely repulsed from beginning to end, and the inexplicable gunshots and blood that could not be escaped.

She is alone, helpless, abandoned and disgusted by everyone.

The past and reality were intertwined, like a big net that enveloped her and surrounded her, she couldn't break free, and slowly, the big net became tighter and tighter, making her face flushed, almost suffocating.

Vaguely, she seemed to see the backs of the master and the little brother gradually going away.

She desperately wanted to shout, but heard a sigh from Master——

"Shi Huan, you have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

She goes by herself?

How to go?
Master...

Master!

When he suddenly opened his eyes, Mo Shihuan's mood suddenly came to a head, his breathing was unsteady, and he felt as if he was still in a dream and couldn't come out.

The light fell on her face, she rolled her eyes unconsciously, when she saw a figure lying on the sofa, she thought in a trance and uncomfortably, it really was a nightmare.

Otherwise, how could she first dream of him saying some nasty things to her, and then see that nasty man lying on the sofa?
Must be a dream.

Maybe, when I wake up, I won't be able to see it...

With this thought of escaping, Mo Shihuan closed her eyes, and not long after, she fell into an uneasy sleep again.

……

The next day.

Looking at the readings on the thermometer, Aunt Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and finally a smile appeared on her face: "Thank God, the fever has finally started to subside. Doctor Rong's medicine is indeed effective. Fortunately, there is Doctor Rong."

Not long after Mu Shihuan woke up, he was still in a daze and had no strength.

"Doctor Rong?" She was puzzled, and when she opened her mouth, she realized how hoarse her voice was, "I..."

While putting away the thermometer, Aunt Xu said, "Madam, you can no longer fall asleep on the balcony. It is easy to catch a cold in autumn. You had a high fever all day yesterday, and drips were useless. In the end, sir invited you to come." Dr. Rong, Dr. Rong, he is a Chinese medicine doctor, he..."

Mu Shihuan was still thinking about yesterday's events following her words, but suddenly when she heard her addressing Li Jingyan, her mind froze and went blank. It took several seconds for her to react.

"Li..."

Aunt Xu was bragging about the porridge she had just made, and she didn't see anything strange about her, but thinking about what happened last night, she couldn't help but smile and took the words: "Yes, sir, I'm actually worried about you, and I'll do the physics for you personally." Cool down and give you medicine again."

Feed medicine...

With a "buzz", Mo Shihuan's brain completely exploded.

So... so last night she dreamed that she was forced to drink very bitter medicine, and was threatened in such embarrassment and humiliation. It was not her hallucination, but...Really? !

she thought...

As if to confirm her guess, in the next moment, some clips about last night began to emerge in her mind, and in those minds, it was clear...without exception, there was the figure of that man!
"Madam, you..." As soon as Aunt Xu looked up, she happened to see a pale face, and there seemed to be mist in her eyes. She was worried, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Ma'am?"

Mo Shihuan pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Aunt Xu was even more worried.

"Madam?" Seeing that she was not at all energetic, much worse than when she just woke up, Aunt Xu was in a hurry, "I will trouble Dr. Rong to come over again, sir... By the way, I will also inform you ..."

"No!" Mo Shihuan raised his voice suddenly.

As soon as the words fell, she immediately lost her breath, and her head swelled even more uncomfortably.

"Don't...don't notify that person!" Biting her lip again and again, she repeated stubbornly.

Aunt Xu opened her mouth.

For a while, the atmosphere in the bedroom changed slightly.

Aunt Xu sighed silently, and finally persuaded cautiously: "Okay...don't inform. Madam, drink the porridge first, and take a good rest after drinking."

As she spoke, she sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Mu Shihuan's mouth.

Unexpectedly, he saw a pair of red eyes.

How pitiful.

"Mrs……"

His chest was tight, as if something was pressing on him, and the dream from last night resurfaced in his mind, and the words that the man said echoed again, Mo Shihuan felt that his whole body was about to be overwhelmed by emotions angry.

"Aunt Xu..." She choked up uncontrollably, she looked at Aunt Xu with tears in her eyes, every word had a very obvious trill, "I...I used to...was it true...as they said? Bad? Am I really that... Mo Shihuan they say?"

Aunt Xu was taken aback.

Looking at the reddening eyes in front of her, she couldn't help but feel distressed, but she didn't know how to answer.

……

Mu Shihuan's fever began to slowly subside.

However, it was just that the fever was no longer high. Although the traditional Chinese medicine was not taken once, the fever was still not completely reduced. Not to mention that I had no strength in my body, and the mental state of the whole person was obviously very bad.

She was very silent and negative. If Aunt Xu hadn't taken her out for a walk, she would never have stepped out of the bedroom.

No one knew what she was thinking.

Aunt Xu was worried, so she also called Li Jingyan, but Li Jingyan was silent for two seconds, and then told her indifferently that she should not worry about it, and she could do whatever she wanted, as long as the fever subsided.

Not only that, he also told Rong Xiuhan not to go there again.

Aunt Xu was in an indescribable anxiety and embarrassment, but she was caught in the middle and had no choice but to try her best to make Mu Shi happy, and then try to make a delicious appetizer for her.

However, the effect is minimal.

Mu Shihuan was still dazed.

In this way, three days passed.

On the fourth day, Mu Shihuan's fever had subsided, but he looked tired and his face had lost a lot of weight.

In the evening, Aunt Xu habitually prepared to cook something delicious for her.

"Aunt Xu..."

Hearing the voice suddenly, Aunt Xu was stunned for a while, but when she realized it, she almost cried with joy.

You know, Mu Shihuan hasn't spoken much for three days.

She was delighted, and trotted up to her: "Madam, you said..."

Recalling the scene of Master taking her and her little brother to make osmanthus cakes in her mind last year, Mo Shihuan looked away from the window in despair, lowered her head to hide the sourness in her eyes: "Can I... eat osmanthus cakes, and ice cream……"

How could Aunt Xu refuse?
"Of course, ma'am!" She was overjoyed. "Then ma'am, let's change clothes. Aunt Xu will take you out to eat, okay? I know there is a shop with the best ice cream, which is most popular with little girls."

As she spoke, she wanted to cheer up Mu Shi.

Mo Shihuan was stunned for several seconds, then laughed at himself, and the grievance in his tone became obvious: "Can I go out?"

Aunt Xu opened her mouth, and finally said cautiously: "Madam, sir... if you want to go out, you can go out. Now, sir... you are not restricted..."

It's just that you have to be followed by bodyguards when you go out.

Of course, she didn't say that.

"Mrs?"

"Okay..." Mu Shihuan responded with a weary look.

Aunt Xu couldn't bear it, but she didn't know what to say.

After more than 40 minutes.

Mu Shihuan sat down at an ice cream shop in a shopping mall, and Aunt Xu and two bodyguards sat at the round table diagonally opposite her.

Soon, the waiter delivered the ice cream she ordered, which looked very tempting.

Mo Shihuan moved his eyes, reached out to take the spoon and dug his mouth.

It's sweet, it's cold, and it's delicious.

but……

It is not as delicious as the one made by the master.

Just thinking about it like this made Mo Shihuan's eyes sore, and the suffocation that was pressing on her chest in the past few days seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, making it hard for her to breathe.

Tears were about to fall down, she didn't want others to see them, so she reached out to wipe them off.

Just at this moment, a vague but pleasant smell of perfume invaded the nose, and then the shadow fell.

Mu Shihuan raised his eyes.

……

Li's old house.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the chopsticks were placed heavily on the dining table.

"Li, Jing, Yan!"

Almost at the same time as the words fell, the eyes of the other people at the table all focused on Li Jingyan, some watching the show, some sneering, some harboring malicious intentions, in short, each had their own ulterior motives.

Atmosphere, sudden change.

Only Li Jingyan turned a deaf ear and didn't care.

"Well," he casually put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the old man slowly, with a half-smile, naughty and elegant, "Why are you angry, am I back?"

Old Man Li stared at him, really angry: "I'm only willing to come back after three reminders and four invitations. The wings are hard? Or is the company so busy that you don't have time to come back for a meal?"

With a sneer, he added with a serious expression: "If you're really too busy, let other people help share it."

As soon as these words came out, many people's eyes lit up.

Li Jingyan raised his eyes and swept around lightly, the smile on his lips was still there, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all, even very cool and indifferent.

"Why do you insist on calling me back?" He pretended he didn't see it, and didn't answer.

Old Man Li frowned in anger.

"Jingyan," the second aunt who was sitting opposite Li Jingyan smiled, and persuaded in a soft voice, "Don't make your grandpa angry, it's hard for us to sit down and eat together when you come home."

It seemed to be smoothing things over, but as soon as the topic changed, she asked in the next second: "By the way, I heard... Mu Shihuan is back, right? Why didn't you bring her back with you? How to say, she is also your wife, yes family."