After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

She didn't know why Fu Yanmo always pestered her, and she didn't know why she couldn't escape Fu Yanmo's shadow in her life.

All the memories of the past appeared in her mind, and the things that she had been deliberately forgetting emerged one by one, and even a beautiful career turned into a knife, stabbing her heart with a knife.

She was about to suffocate.

Tinnitus recurred, and voices from the past echoed around.

Qiao Anhao knew that she was hallucinating, and hearing hallucinations meant that her depression was already very serious.

She took a step, wanting to go back.

When she was about to turn around and leave, Fu Yanmo grabbed her hand.

"Wu Yang, wait."

"I beg you, please, can't you? Don't force me anymore!"

Even in this situation, Qiao Anhao was still afraid of disturbing her sleeping grandma, so she could only cry in a low voice.

Fu Yanmo finally noticed that Qiao Anhao's mood was not right, she was trembling all the time, and her breathing suddenly became short of breath.

Could it be the onset of depression?
Fu Yanmo didn't dare to imagine, so he rushed up and hugged Qiao Anhao.

"Okay, I won't force you."

Does this man feel very warm in his arms?
Joan smiled wryly.

However, she doesn't need his embrace at all now, she just wants to be alone, and if possible, she hopes that she will never see Fu Yanmo again in her life.

She really wanted to rush up and ask Fu Yanmo if he knew that her body became like this because of him.

But what's the point of asking him?

This man would not react at all. He is an arrogant person who never understands other people's emotions, so no matter what he says is her wishful thinking, it is useless nonsense.

Qiao Anhao took a deep breath, and pushed Fu Yanmo away with all her strength.

Fu Yanmo didn't force her any more this time, feeling the strength she exerted, she was easily pushed away.

He let go of Qiao Anhao's hand and looked at her steadily.

Fortunately, after the excitement, Qiao An was left with complete coldness.

She didn't humble herself, nor begged bitterly, as if she was talking about an unimportant matter: "Fu Yanmo, can you stop appearing in front of me again."

Fu Yanmo's expression froze on his face.

He had heard Qiao Anhao say this when she was angry, and he had seen her say this when she was sad, but he had never touched him so deeply before today.

It seemed that Joan, who said this calmly, was more desperate than ever.

It seemed that if he didn't leave, he might really be like her request and never see her again.

Fu Yanmo looked at Qiao Anhao, remained silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yanmo turned and left.

Qiao Anhao fell to the ground along the wall, tears flowed uncontrollably, no matter how she tried to control herself, she couldn't control her tears.

Fortunately, it's afternoon, and today is the studio, there is no one else in the corridor at the door, only her, otherwise she doesn't know where to hide and cry.

She has been trying to make herself feel better, but she can only force herself to forget all the past and turn her head to think about the beautiful things.

Her goodness is all related to toffee.

After thinking about the sweet past with Toffee, her mood gradually calmed down.

No matter what, Fu Yanmo didn't forbid her from contacting toffee, which is a good thing.

After wiping away her tears, Qiao An returned to the house after she regained her composure. She opened grandma's room and took a look. swell.

Grandma was old and slept all afternoon.

Her eyes were also swollen before grandma woke up, so grandma didn't notice.

When Wu Yunzhi got up, the sky was already dark, and the morning glow was bright in the sky. Qiao Anhao put the cooked food on the table, helped her up from the bed, and walked to the table.

"Why did you get a table full of food? It's just the two of us, we can't finish it."

Qiao Anhao has no other strengths other than painting, and the only thing she can do is cooking, so every time she wants to be nice to someone, she cooks for him.

Cooking a hearty meal can at least make him feel comfortable.

Regardless of whether grandma likes it or not, Qiao Anhao just wants to make delicious food for her.

However, grandma has cerebral palsy and can't eat greasy food, so the dishes she cooks are relatively light.

She helped Wu Yunzhi to sit down: "Grandma, what are you worried about? The two of us are eating, even if we can't finish eating, we can still eat it tomorrow morning."

"You, don't eat leftovers. Eating leftovers is bad for your health. I've told you many times, but I haven't heard it once."

"Okay grandma, next time I will cook less." Qiao Anhao hugged grandma: "You know, I live here alone, and usually no one eats with me, so I can only cook one meal Eat two meals, don't worry, grandma, I promise you that I will never do this after you are here, so, grandma, can you stay here forever?"

"Grandma is old, I'm already very happy when you come back and look at me from time to time, I don't need you to take care of me, otherwise why would grandma spend money to hire someone to take care of me?"

Qiao Anhao is still acting like a baby: "But Anhao always feels that other people take care of grandma less than I do. I also want to stay with grandma and accompany grandma."

Wu Yunzhi patted Qiao Anhao's hand sadly, thinking: Maybe she doesn't know that I have a cerebral infarction.

But I have only a few days to live.

This child doesn't have many relatives in this world, if she leaves by herself, she will be the only one left.

Wu Yunzhi couldn't bear it either, her eyes were red.

"Well, let's go to the grave tomorrow. I haven't seen your mother for a long time, and I miss her a little."

The speaker has a heart, and the listener also has a heart.

After Qiao Anhao heard this, she always felt that grandma was saying that she would not live long and that she was going to see her mother.

She had a sore nose, she really wanted her grandma to see herself, she also needed her grandma very much, she also missed her grandma very much, and she didn't want grandma to leave.

But she opened her mouth and said nothing after all.

The next day, Joan woke up very early.

After washing up, she made breakfast for grandma before she went to the room and woke up grandma.

After the two had breakfast, they went to their mother's cemetery.

On the way, Wu Yunzhi took Qiao Anhao's hand and sighed, "You two are poor people!"

Qiao Anhao quickly shook her head, helped Wu Yunzhi, and walked slowly: "Grandma, I'm not pitiful at all, I'm a very happy person, think about it, I thought I was alone, but in the end I found out that I still have grandma , and live well with grandma, what is unhappiness?"

Wu Yunzhi sighed lightly and said nothing.

She didn't know how to tell Qiao An about her illness. If she found out, she would definitely be hit hard.

"Your mother was as good-looking as you when she was young, and the two of you are almost carved out of the same mold."

Qiao Anhao looked at the photo on the tombstone and smiled slightly.