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

The next day, Lu Shaoqin still got up early to go to the company.

As soon as he moved, Yan Jiuli also got up.

"I waited so late last night and tossed until midnight, why didn't I sleep a little longer? Huh?" Lu Shaoqin asked in a low voice, kissing Yan Jiuli's forehead.

"I want to have breakfast with you." Yan Jiuli stood up supporting his tired body.

"There's nothing I can do about you." Lu Shaoqin rubbed his forehead.

Suddenly, he reached out and lifted Yan Jiuli Daheng from the bed.

"Hey, put me down!" Yan Jiuli exclaimed in a low voice, "What if the babies see it?"

"They have to know sooner or later that their parents are true love and they are accidents." Lu Shaoqin said, holding Yan Jiuli and walking downstairs without any scruples.

It's still too early, the children haven't got up yet.

Only a few nannies saw the intimacy of their masters and hostesses, turned around and went to do their own things.

Yan Jiuli was carried all the way to the stool at the dining table and placed on Lu Shaoqin's lap.

Lu Shaoqin picked up a piece of sun egg, handed it to Yan Jiuli's mouth, and coaxed her: "Hey, eat the egg."

Yan Jiuli felt ashamed.

But she was reluctant to break such a rare peaceful and beautiful time.

She put her arms around Lu Shaoqin, held the corner of the small piece of fried egg in her mouth, and approached Lu Shaoqin slightly.

The winking eyes are like silk, tempting Lu Shaoqin to eat.

"Little goblin." Lu Shaoqin stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Yan Jiuli's nose lightly. He leaned his head over and swallowed the fried egg that Yan Jiuli handed over.

By the way, he also sucked her lips.

Another toss and turn.

This time, Yan Jiuli took the initiative, as if it wasn't enough, he kept pestering Lu Shaoqin and refused to let him leave.

The two kissed for more than ten minutes, and by the end they were out of breath.

"Little goblin, do you want to suck your husband dry?" Lu Shaoqin couldn't help pinching Yan Jiuli's nose, and said viciously: "If I don't go to work, I really want to pin you on the bed and let you know how to provoke me." fate."

"Then why don't you go to work later today?" Yan Jiuli said with his arms around him.

"But there is still a board meeting to be held in the morning." Lu Shaoqin frowned.

"Then after the meeting, can you come back early at night?" Yan Jiuli asked.

"In the evening we made an appointment with the CEO of Yuedong Group and the CEO of Jinhe Group to discuss business and socialize, so we may come back very late."

"How late is it?" Yan Jiuli's expression suddenly became very disappointed.

"Sorry, I've been too busy these days and have been ignoring you." Lu Shaoqin sighed and reached out to touch Yan Jiuli.

"But I promise you, as long as I finish working these few days, I will definitely compensate you twice, okay?"

His eyes are sincere and his words are sincere.

Yan Jiuli looked at his expression, and finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I know you are busy. It's okay, we still have a lot of time, don't rush this moment."

"Yeah, we still have a lot of time. When I explain everything, I promise you that I will always pester you."

"I'm afraid that you will bother me and call me a follower."

"No, I will never find you annoying." Yan Jiuli said hastily.

……

The two of them are like this, you feed me a bite, I feed you a bite, and finished a breakfast affectionately.

Because he ate for too long, Lu Shaoqin was almost too late for the meeting.

After seeing off Lu Shaoqin, Yan Jiuli turned her head and looked at the bustling villa—but without him by her side, no matter how many people there were, she felt extremely lonely.

She walked around the house at will, from the small garden on the top floor to the basement.

Every place in the room was visited by her.

She had lived here with him since they got married, and they had spent countless days and nights.

There have been quarrels, cold wars, sweetness, and warmth.

She once thought that they could finally grow old together in this house holding hands.

When they are old, their hair is gray, and they even sit in a wheelchair, they can still tell their grandchildren, great-grandchildren and younger generations about the stories of their grandparents.

"Grandma was the most beautiful woman in F city back then. Grandpa was fascinated by grandma the first time he saw her."

"Grandpa chased grandma for eight streets back then."

"When grandma gave birth to your daddy, she tried so hard to bite your grandpa's arm and never let go. In the end, grandpa cried in pain..."

These little stories are all Yan Jiuli's original expectations and fantasies.

She thought about many things, one by one, like a joke, but it was full of her longing for marriage and love.

But none of the plots she had imagined had come true.

In the final analysis, they may really have nothing to do with each other.

When she arrived in the basement, she saw many paintings that she had drawn back then.

When she was waiting for Lu Shaoqin at home, her favorite thing was to pass her boring time with a paintbrush.

She didn't go through any systematic study, because she was often bullied in aristocratic schools, she didn't have much interest in studying, she only took three exams, and studied a major that she didn't have much interest in.

So what she once painted, she put all her talent and her own understanding.

But when she picked them up, she could see her love for Lu Shaoqin in each one.

She used to love him so much for many years, and until now, she still hasn't given up.

He has long been integrated into her flesh and blood, and to separate now is like splitting her whole body in half.

blood dripping...

Holding back her tears, she sat where she used to draw.

Squeeze the paint and pick up a bucket of water.

Re-attach the paper on the drawing board...

If they end up separated, at least let her record her feelings, her dreams, on the canvas.

The brush touches the paper lightly, and the picture is a little fuller, but her eyes are a little blurry.

In the end, a woman in a wedding dress and a man in a suit pop off the page, looking even better against a background of roses.

But her hand holding the paintbrush was wet with tears drop after drop.

But she stubbornly did not stop——

Because she has run out of time.

Tomorrow is the day when Lin Yuan is going to come out, and she has asked someone to book two air tickets to the United States.

When she arrives in the United States, she will fly to a small town again, and in the end, she will completely cut off contact with Lu Shaoqin.

There is no possibility of being together again between them.

So at the end, she hopes to make this painting full of their memories and expectations, as the last and best memory between them...

"Ring, ring, ring..." Suddenly, the phone rang.

Yan Jiuli was startled, and the pen stained with red dye tilted, dyeing the original white wedding dress red.

She quickly wiped it with toilet paper and covered it with white dye.

But no matter what you do, you can't completely cover up the blood red on the wedding dress...