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

Lu Shaoqin picked up the quilt from the ground and directly wrapped the two of them together.

"No, Lu Shaoqin, what are you doing?" Yan Jiuli wanted to struggle, but his tightly wrapped body couldn't move.

"Don't you want me to get lost?" Lu Shaoqin's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were tightly frowned: "Then I will get lost with you, so that you can follow me as far as I get lost."

The lights went out, and the world plunged into darkness.

No matter how wide Yan Jiuli's eyes were opened, he could no longer see a trace of light.

She huddled in his arms, pressed against his fiery body, but shivered from the cold.

"Lu Shaoqin, are you punishing me, or punishing yourself?" In the darkness, she asked, "Could it be that you fell in love with me, so you can't leave me?"

"You think too much." Lu Shaoqin said: "I keep you by my side, but I don't want you to go find another wild man."

"So, is this a man's perverted possessiveness?" Yan Jiuli asked.

"Hmph!" Lu Shaoqin didn't want to talk any more, so he pulled the quilt up and said roughly, "Sleep!"

Yan Jiuli closed her eyes, but the tears couldn't help rolling in her eyes.

She took a breath, gritted her teeth, and endured with her utmost restraint, and said word by word: "Lu Shaoqin, please, let's divorce, okay?"

Divorce will make her heartbroken, but only once is enough.

Just like scraping a bone to heal a wound, as long as the carrion is cut off, there is hope for her wound to heal.

But in today's days, it seems that her scarred body is covered with a layer of intact skin.

Although she looked calm on the outside, the inside had been rotting away day by day, eating away her whole body.

From the moment she fell in love with him eight years ago, she had already found an eternally dark and thorny path for herself.

Now, she has nothing.

The home is gone, the love is gone, the grandfather is gone, the children... are gone!

And they will never go back to their former youthful years.

In the last months of her life, she really hoped, quietly, to live for herself...

Instead of being entangled in this misshapen love triangle any longer, self-restrained.

"Yan Jiuli, you are enough!" Lu Shaoqin angrily interrupted Yan Jiuli, feeling a strange feeling in his heart for some reason.

The woman's words were full of despair, as if the butterfly would fly away in the next second, and he could no longer catch her, even for a moment...

"Are you afraid of donating bone marrow to Yan Zijin?"

Lu Shaoqin asked.

Thinking of her illness, Yan Jiuli said softly: "Yes. The beginning of our marriage was that I promised you to donate bone marrow to her. Now I have repented. Even if you force me to tie me up with marriage, I don't want to. It's no use either."

"If you don't want to donate, we won't donate." Lu Shaoqin said.

Yan Jiuli couldn't believe it, she raised her head, trying to see the man's expression clearly.

However, there was only darkness in her eyes that lost her vision, and she could no longer see the man who was close to her and breathed with her.

"The hospital has found a bone marrow match before, but the other party is still unwilling. But it doesn't matter, I will pay him a satisfactory price. The probability of cure this time is more than 90.00%, and you won't need to do it then."

"Oh, this is the best." Yan Jiuli nodded, God is really kind to his sister, even after he died, someone donated his bone marrow to her.

"So, you don't have to pay anything."

The man's breath was very close to her, and when he spoke, the hot air sprayed on her ears, making her slightly itchy.

In the dark night, her face involuntarily became hot.

The chin was lifted slightly, and his breath got closer and closer, and finally, it lingered between her lips and teeth.

Savor carefully and pick.

Yan Jiuli was invaded by him in a daze, his breath was all over her lips and teeth, which made her not know how to react for a while.

Her hands clenched into fists, trying to push back, but she couldn't use any strength at all.

It wasn't until he left that she took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, lowered her head and said softly: "I...I haven't recovered well, I can't."

Before the words fell, Lu Shaoqin's eyes became brighter in the darkness.

Looking at her face, he leaned closer again, torturing her lips recklessly, leaving his mark on her body.

"Don't..." Seeing that things were getting more and more out of control, she couldn't help but let out a low voice.

"Don't worry, I know." He held her tightly in his arms and whispered, "I won't hurt you."

Yan Jiuli nestled in his arms, crying even more violently because of this sentence——

If, if he said these words, three years ago, the two said it on their wedding night.

That was the decision she would never regret in her whole life to marry him back then.

Unfortunately, time flies, things change.

Now that he was about to die, but he was still kept in the dark, drawing a bright future for her.

Lu Shaoqin, do you have any feelings for me?
Why every time I need you, you stand in front of me, pushing me deeper into the abyss?

And every time, when I am completely desperate and want to let go, you will throw a little bait again, which makes me want to get closer to you.

Yan Jiuli asked silently in her heart, but no one could give her a real answer.

"However." Lu Shaoqin sighed lightly: "When Zijin comes back from the hospital tomorrow, you have to apologize to her."

In a word, heaven has turned into hell again.

"So, is your tenderness all the foreshadowing of this sentence?"

Yan Jiuli's soft body stiffened again.

"What are you moving around? What's the matter?" Lu Shaoqin's dissatisfied little body tried to distance himself from himself.

She was fine just now, why did she suddenly lose her temper again?
It's really a woman's heart, a sea needle.

The heart of this woman in front of her is even thinner than the tip of a needle, and she wants to stab him every now and then.

"Lu Shaoqin! You bastard, you have no heart!"

Yan Jiuli pushed out the quilt and pulled him up from the bed: "Your Zijin is so good, you go to her! Why do you come to provoke me every time!"

Relying on tenacious willpower, Yan Jiuli pushed the burly man of [-] all the way out the door.

The door of the room was closed with a bang, and locked from the inside.

Yan Jiuli couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt down by the door.

"Yan Jiuli, why are you crazy, you open the door!"

Outside the door, the man knocked on the door, and every knock made the body of the woman leaning against the door tremble slightly.

But the woman's empty eyes were staring blankly at an unknown place.

In my heart, it was barren.

"Okay, it's you who asked me to find Yan Zijin! Don't regret it!" The man kicked the door fiercely and said harshly.

"Yes, let's go! It's best not to come back again... Ah!"

She shouted towards the door, and suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window.

The rumbling thunder came, causing the woman to shrink into a ball in fright...

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door again: "A Yan, you are most afraid of thunder, don't hold on alone, let me in, okay?"