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

With just one glance, her heart began to beat wildly, and her face blushed uncontrollably.

Because at the corner of the street, a person walked out slowly.

He was wearing a black suit, his hair was carefully combed, holding a bouquet of fiery red roses in both hands, his tall and straight body carried a strong sense of oppression, and he walked slowly towards her step by step.

Every step is so slow.

But every step seemed to step heavily on her heart, and she couldn't help but be moved by it.

Sure enough, this man, dressed up, is so charming.

In the sky, fiery red rose petals fell on his shoulders and hair, making him look like a prince who came out of a fairy tale, elegant and charming, full of mystery.

He slowly walked in front of her, then, without hesitation, knelt down on one knee, and handed the bouquet in his hand to her.

Chumijia pursed her lips, staring blankly at everything in front of her,
In her dreams, she had imagined this scene countless times, but never once was it as real and romantic as it is now.

"Wow! What is Xiao Yingdi doing?"

"Is it a marriage proposal? Who is this woman? I'm so jealous!"

"Woooooo, no, you can't take away our Mengmeng, Mengmeng belongs to all of us..."

……

Around, different voices filled Chumiga's ears, and she suddenly came back to herself.

He immediately stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Mengting up.

"What are you doing! This is the street! Do you know that you are a public figure, and you want to cause chaos in the city!"

Her pretty brows were tightly furrowed at this moment, and when she looked around, she found that there were more and more people watching.

Someone already wanted to step forward to confirm Xiao Mengting's identity.

At this moment, he didn't bring bodyguards or managers with him. If everyone surrounded him together, wouldn't they...

Chumiga didn't dare to think about it.

Xiao Mengting calmed down and handed over the rose again: "Mijia, do you remember what day it is today?"

"What day?" Chumijia was anxious, she raised her hand and pulled the front of her coat open, trying to block Xiao Mengting's face.

"Any day is good, everyone is gathered around! You should think of a way!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light.

Chumijia turned his head, and saw someone holding a SLR camera, frantically pressing the shutter in this direction.

"It's over, can't it be the paparazzi? I don't want to be posted as today's headlines and criticized by your fans!"

"So you are worried about this?" Xiao Mengting smiled.

"Otherwise! I'm just a small person, not like you, Xiao Yingdi, who are exposed to the spotlight every day, and you are already a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water!"

As she spoke, suddenly, her body felt warm.

It turned out that Xiao Mengting took off his coat and covered her head.

Afterwards, Xiao Mengting got up, held her hand, ran all the way to an alley at the corner of the street, and led her into it.

Even the deep alleys were full of flowers, Chumijia supported Xiao Mengting's coat with one hand, and was held by his fiery palm with the other.

Follow him, running towards the unknown front, as if there is no time to stop.

The whole place was extremely quiet, only the sound of footsteps on the ground, but the whole scene, like the slow motion in a movie, was full of a magical romance.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and neither of them spoke, and ran until they were exhausted.

In the end, they had run out of the area where the roses fell, and there was no one around.Chumijia turned her head and looked at the empty alleyways around her, just about to say something.

But the man pushed him against the corner of the wall.

"What are you doing?" Chumiga asked in a panic.

"You haven't answered me yet, what day is today." He whispered into her ear.

"How do I know what day it is?" Chumijia actually knew what day it was in his heart.but……

She just didn't want him to.

"Do you really not know?" The man was not discouraged, but asked persistently.

"Of course!"

"Then I have to work hard to see if I can remind you." Suddenly, the man's warm lips gently touched hers.

Like a dragonfly touching water, as soon as it touched the corner of her lips, she left lightly.

"How, do you remember?" The man blew hot air into her ear, and said maliciously: "If you can't remember, I will have a more in-depth communication with you."

"You... hooligan..." Chumijia, who thought of something, immediately blushed.

"Then do you know?" the man asked persistently.

"I know, today is our wedding anniversary." Chumijia said angrily, "Are you going to let me go?"

"I knew it, you couldn't bear to forget it." Xiao Mengting smiled, and then he took out the brocade box that was exactly the same as on the billboard from his pocket, opened it, and handed it to Chumijia: "This year is our eighth wedding anniversary .”

"Honey, we have passed the seven-year itch. But I still love you. It proves that we can love each other for a lifetime."

"Hmph, sophistry!" Chumijia said, "Who can say the things of a lifetime?"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about a lifetime, let's talk about our daughter. Xiaoqin is almost three years old and is going to kindergarten." He said, "Are you still willing to forgive me? If you are still unwilling to forgive me Xiaoqin may be laughed at when she goes to kindergarten, she is a wild child without a mommy."

"What happened to Xiaobai and Tianbao back then, do you want our daughter to go through it again?"

After Chumijia and Xiao Mengting made it clear, they confessed about the pregnancy. At that time, Xiao Mengting chased Chumijia half of China and wanted to get back together.

But Chumiga refused on the grounds that he was busy with his career first.

Later, when her daughter was born, Chumijia was busy with her career. Most of the time, her daughter Xiao Qin was handed over to Xiao Mengting, an old father, to take care of her. Later, she became closer to her father.

"How come..." Chumijia said with a guilty conscience.

"Why not? You run in the desert or abroad every day. It's hard for Xiaoqin to see you. Her parents' meeting or something, I'm afraid it's really hard for you to attend..."

Chumijia was told by him, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

"Actually, you are now a gold medal manager in the industry, and you have several top-tier artists under your management. Shouldn't you consider making a transition? Huh?"

"Mega, my company still reserves your position..."

"Even...even if I want to transform, I don't necessarily have to go to you...uh..." Chumijia wanted to speak hard, but the man sealed his mouth with a stronger posture.

"Hmm... let go..." until Chumiga was kissed until his legs became weak and his breathing became disordered.

The man let go of Chumijia reluctantly, and put his arms around her waist to prevent her from slipping down: "Mijia, how long do you want me to wait? Huh?"

"do not know."

Because of being a little hypoxic from being kissed, the end of the woman's eyes was slightly red, she glared at the man coquettishly, and said with a smile.

"Maybe a day, maybe a year, maybe...a lifetime..."

"Miga, do you want me to chase after you for the rest of my life?"

"Then are you willing to chase?"

"Chasing..." Xiao Mengting cupped her face, and responded softly: "Every day, every moment, every moment, forever and ever, I will keep chasing until you are willing to fall into my arms..."

(End of the article)