My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

When Chumijia received the text message, she wanted to make a phone call to find out.

It's a pity that Yan Jiuli's phone was hung up just as soon as it rang.

"If you don't want to go to the bar, you don't have to hide from me like this!" Chumijia stuck out her tongue, her face was speechless: "What do you think of me as your babysitter?"

"Aunt Miga, where's Mommy?"

Yan Qiutian, who was grabbing instant noodles with her brother in the kitchen, stared round her eyes, and her beautiful lips were covered with red sauce, making her look coquettish and cute.

"She went out to find wild men."

Chumijia rolled his eyes, and thought of the five-year-old children in front of him, so he couldn't talk nonsense in front of the children.

I had no choice but to walk over, patted Yan Qiutian's head, and said, "Just kidding, Mommy just returned to the United States, and there are still some things that have not been dealt with, so I won't be back tonight."

"really?"

Yan Qiutian frowned, Chumijia thought she was missing Mummy, and quickly comforted her: "Mummy asked me to say sorry to you, she misses you too, and wants to come back to see you, but something really delayed her today. gone."

The next moment, a sweet smile appeared on Yan Qiutian's face. She brought her oily face closer to Chumiga and asked quietly.

"In this case, can I have an extra serving of instant noodles at night? The kind with cheese and ham sausage..."

"I want it too, I want it too, and I want to eat tomato-flavored french fries!"

Taking advantage of Yan Qiutian's raising her head, Yan Qiubai, who was licking the bottom of the instant noodle pot frantically, also raised her head, looking at Chumijia with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The corner of Chumiga's mouth twitched: "..."

A bunch of little heartless people who forget their mothers when they have junk food!

But fortunately, among the three little treasures, one likes to paint and the other likes to eat, so that her "auntie" doesn't have to be too burdened, and she can get it done if she is willing to fight chicken.

But how does Ali usually "abuse" several children.

Chumijia sighed inwardly: Look at the child's hunger.

"Okay, okay, mommy is not here today, let's eat enough!"

The two children cheered, and followed Chumijia into the kitchen. Lu Zichen was the only one left, who raised his head from the painting, looked at the two "little kids" in his eyes with a little disdain. He snorted: "This is promising."

……

5 minutes ago, at the entrance of the corridor.

Lu Shaoqin originally followed Yan Jiuli to the hotel, and went upstairs from the entrance of the corridor first, wanting to take a peek at Yan Jiuli at the entrance of the stairs.

Who knew that the moment she entered the room, she suddenly turned around and walked towards the stairwell.

Lu Shaoqin's heart beat wildly, thinking he had been discovered.

He hurried downstairs and hid at the corner.

Fortunately, she didn't find him, she was just sitting on the stairs, thinking about something, but... thinking about it, she buried her head between her hands and leaned on her knees, and a small, suppressed cry was heard in the stairwell sounded.

It was a little scary, but Lu Shaoqin couldn't care less...

He only felt that his heart was pinched by a giant hand, and the pain of suffocation came from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Qin, don't hate me."

"Brother Qin..."

From the sound of crying, Yan Jiuli's voice could be vaguely distinguished.

On that drunken night last night, she also hugged herself, crying and begging softly like this.

He didn't understand that his Yan, who obviously liked him, would always call him by his name in his dreams.

But why, she must push herself away?

Is it really because of Lin Yuan?
He couldn't bear to watch her cry, so he walked over slowly, stretched out his hand, and touched the top of her head: "A Yan, why do I hate you?"

He thought she would look up and asked him where he was in surprise.

However, the woman just fell in one direction the moment he touched it...

Yan Jiuli has a fever.

Long-term exhaustion and psychological pressure, coupled with Lin Yuan's affairs, added too much burden to her already tense heart.

She finally couldn't bear it and fell ill.

Lu Shaoqin hugged her quickly, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message to Chumijia.

Afterwards, another room was opened next to Chumijia's room, and the person was carried in.

The woman who still had a fever was put on the bed, she was in a coma, but she didn't relax, her brows were tightly frowned, and her tears kept dripping.

She was trembling all over, one scene after another, like a nightmare, swirled in her mind, lingering.

It made her have a splitting headache, like a ghost pressing a bed, desperately trying to get up, but she couldn't get up anyway.

Lu Shaoqin called and asked the front desk to bring antipyretics and pajamas, while he took off her coat and unbuttoned two buttons at the neckline.

Wet the towel and wiped her hands, feet and neck over and over again.

"Don't... Brother Shao Qin, don't go!"

"No, it's not me, Mommy is not that kind of person... Xiao Yuan is not... no, no..."

"Brother Qin, please believe me, I really didn't mean it."

She moved occasionally, kicking the quilt away, waving her hands in the air, sobbing softly, and shouting some words over and over again.

But what she said most and most clearly was——

"Brother Qin, don't hate me, don't leave me..."

Lu Shaoqin frowned deeply, he held Yan Jiuli's hand and comforted him gently.

But in his heart, he kept thinking about the question that troubled him, why did Yan Jiuli feel that he hated her?

What the hell happened when he wasn't around?

"what!"

Her scream brought him back from his thoughts.

Lu Shaoqin immediately hugged the struggling person tightly, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, Ah Yan, I won't hate you."

"Wake up, I'm here, I won't leave, don't be afraid."

But Yan Jiuli, who fell into a nightmare, showed no sign of waking up, and she didn't even listen to what he said.

She just closed her eyes tightly, and her whole body was on the verge of collapse, like a dream but not a dream, half awake.

Immersed in my own world, crying and crying helplessly, praying over and over again.

"Ayan, don't be afraid, I don't hate you."

...Every time, when Yan Jiuli murmured and asked, "Brother Qin, don't hate me, okay?"

Lu Shaoqin answered her tirelessly.

Although he knew that Yan Jiuli, who was still in a coma, might not be able to hear what he said.

Throughout the whole night, Yan Jiuli's clothes got wet countless times, but every time, Lu Shaoqin took the trouble to help her clean her body, and called the front desk again to send another set for her to change into.

In this way, until the sky gradually brightened, the heat from Yan Jiuli's body gradually faded, and the whole person seemed to be tired from crying, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Shaoqin took off the last scarf and called the front desk to come in and tidy up everything.

An hour later, Yan Jiuli opened his eyes and found himself lying in a strange room.

"Mega?"

She froze for a while before realizing where she was.

"Xiaobai, Tianbao, Chenbao?"

She shouted like this, but no one answered in the empty room...