Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

A patient died on Tong Yaoyao's floor. After Qiao Zhanbei rushed over, he found a relationship and temporarily changed her to a ward. After she settled down, she was ready to rush back to the compound.

"Brother Qiao, can you stay with me tonight? Auntie has asked for leave, I'm afraid." Tong Yaoyao hugged his arm, raised her slapped and thin face, blinked her big eyes, and said coquettishly.

"Yaoyao, I'm not divorced yet, so it's not suitable for me to stay." Qiao Zhanbei said in a deep voice.

At this time, a thunderstorm sounded, and Tong Yaoyao shrank straight into Qiao Zhanbei's arms, her hands helplessly clutching his skirt, "But, brother Qiao, I'm afraid of thunder, and I won't be able to sleep."

Qiao Zhanbei frowned, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said in a deep voice, "I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"En!" Tong Yaoyao nodded movedly, just after leaving his arms, her feet were weak, and she hugged him tightly again.

"Brother Qiao, my legs are numb." She frowned, looking very uncomfortable.

Qiao Zhanbei picked her up and put her on the bed.

"Brother Qiao..." Tong Yaoyao's arms were still around his neck, and a pair of pure and innocent eyes locked on him.

"Go to sleep." Qiao Zhanbei said in bewilderment as he took her arm away.

He pulled a chair and sat down, took out his cell phone, "Go to sleep, I'll answer a few emails from work."

Tong Yaoyao closed her eyes, full of annoyance, he used to be so boring, always busy studying!

After replying to the email, Qiao Zhanbei saw that Tong Yaoyao seemed to be asleep, checked the time, and prepared to go back.

"Brother Qiao, don't...save me...uh..."

As soon as he got up, Tong Yaoyao seemed to be having a nightmare, crying and raving, waving her hands in the air.

"Yaoyao, I'm here!" Thinking that she might have dreamed of a car accident, Qiao Zhanbei frowned and held her hand.

Tong Yaoyao seemed to have grabbed hold of his life-saving straw, held his hand tightly, opened her eyes, looked at him, and said sobbingly:

"Brother Qiao, I, I dreamed that I drove to you and explained the breakup to you... I, I didn't pay attention, a big truck came across, and then... woo..."

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid...it's over..." Qiao Zhanbei patted her on the back lightly, comforting her softly.

There was thunder and lightning outside, and the strong wind was blowing, Ye Mian curled up in the bed alone, not daring to move, not daring to breathe.

At this time, she seemed to return to the rainy night when she was a child, when she was only four or five years old, her mother shut the door, no matter how much she cried or shouted, she refused to let her in.

She was drenched in torrential rain, huddled in the corner of the yard, the lightning flashed, the tall tree shadow was terrifying like a ghost, baring its teeth and claws, and the deafening thunder sounded like it was about to split her...

"Mom..." The little girl's weak cry sounded in her ears, and she saw that she crawled to the door and pushed open the door panel, soaked all over her body.

That was herself at the age of four or five.

She saw a pair of feet through the crack of the door, and further up, her mother was hanging in the air...

Mom abandoned her and hanged herself.

The terrifying scene made her roll out of bed in fright, and her body knocked over the enamel lamp on the bedside table, breaking it to the ground.

At this time, there was a loud thunder, and she seemed to be frozen for an instant, curled up on the head of the bed, holding her breath, and looked around in horror.

After an unknown amount of time, when she felt that she was about to die, a voice in her mind reminded her: Breathe, you will die if you don't breathe!

She knew to breathe, but she couldn't.

This feeling is like falling into a terrible nightmare, and I can't wake up.

"Ye Mian!"

An anxious male voice sounded, she fell into a firm embrace, and the familiar breath enveloped her.

Ye Mian's dull pupils gradually became focused, and the blurry face in front of her eyes gradually became clear, it was that unforgettable handsome face, it was him.

Qiao Zhanbei.

A ray of light in her bleak life.

he came.

It was dark, and Ye Mian lost consciousness.

In the ward, Tong Yaoyao dropped everything she could, and the ground was in a mess.

Her mind was full of Qiao Zhanbei's appearance when he received a call from Grandpa Qiao.

He held the phone tightly in his hands, his joints turned white from the force, and his whole body seemed to have been taken out of his soul, and he was fixed there in a daze.

"Brother Joe, what happened?"

"Mianmian, something went wrong..." His voice was hoarse and trembling, his eyes were red.

His appearance at that time really frightened her. After she realized it, she quickly said: "Then, then you should go back quickly!"

At that time, how could she keep him, she could only follow his mind and let him go.

The more Tong Yaoyao thought about it, the more angry she became, and her heart became more and more flustered. He and Ye Mian have been together day and night for three years. Could it be that he has already fallen in love with that country bumpkin?

When Ye Mian woke up, it was the next morning. She was in the hospital ward with a needle in the back of her hand and an IV drip.

She has been afraid of thunder since she was a child. Every time it thunders, she has to wear earplugs to block her ears and hide in a small place for defense.

But she couldn't remember why she was so afraid of thunder.

Last night, she remembered everything, and how her mother died.

My mother locked her in the yard on that night of thunder and lightning, and hanged herself in the house.She was only four or five years old, and through the crack of the door, she saw the picture of her tragic death.

"Ye Mian?" A deep and hoarse male voice rang in his ears.

She turned her head, and met the man's handsome face, his eyes were bloodshot, he smelled heavily of cigarettes, and he was still wearing yesterday's shirt and trousers, which looked wrinkled and lacked the usual delicacy.

She remembered that when she was suffocating with fear and helplessness, she fell into his safe embrace.

After marriage, every thunderstorm night, as long as she slips into his arms, she won't be afraid anymore.

His embrace can give her a sense of security.

Didn't he go to accompany Tong Yaoyao last night?Why are you back again?Did you remember that she was afraid of thunder and came back on purpose?

Seeing that she woke up, Qiao Zhanbei breathed a sigh of relief, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

He used to know that she was afraid of thunder, but after marriage, she didn't even need to wear earplugs when it thundered. He thought that her problem would have been cured long ago.

Last night, if the maid hadn't heard the commotion in their room and went over to have a look, she might have...

Ye Mian shook her head lightly.

Qiao Zhanbei was worried and went to call the doctor.

He had just left when Tong Yaoyao, who was also in the same hospital, opened the door and came in.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Mian didn't give her a good face.

Tong Yaoyao put her arms around her chest and looked down at her: "Mianmian, what is your attitude towards me? Last night, I asked Brother Qiao to go back."

Her husband was given by her, and her life was also given by her. How could she have the right to flirt with her and argue with her?

Tong Yaoyao glanced at Ye Mian proudly and left the ward.

Ye Mian didn't take her words to heart.

After a while, the nanny of grandpa and grandma brought breakfast and told about what happened last night, Ye Mian realized that it was grandpa who called Qiao Zhanbei and he rushed back.

There were only the two of them left in the ward, Ye Mian looked at Qiao Zhanbei, and smiled, "Thank you...for your trouble."

Hearing what she said, Qiao Zhanbei's face darkened. What did she say?