After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

After three years of marriage, Fu Xiujin's image in Xia Qinghuan's heart has long been ruined. Not only will she not be happy, but she will feel tired of hearing the other party's name.

Strangely, that beam of light has never been extinguished.

Holding the steering wheel tighter and tighter, Xia Qinghuan murmured while looking at the road ahead.

"Xia Qinghuan, don't be such a virgin, have you forgotten how he treated you in the past? You don't owe him anything."

Her face was expressionless, but her eyes were blank, and she drove all the way as if she was distracted.

Stopping the car and scanning the familiar and unfamiliar buildings around her, Xia Qinghuan suddenly came to her senses.

She actually drove the car to Fu's house.

It was the place where she and Fu Xiujin moved out later, and it is also the place where the other party lives now.

I stepped on the gas pedal weakly, and didn't step on it for a long time.

"Forget it, just save someone's life and take care of his grandson for Grandpa Fu."

Xia Qinghuan let out a long sigh and opened the car door...

Surprisingly, her facial recognition at the gate has not been deleted, and she can easily enter without an assistant to open the door.

basement.

From a distance, I saw the new assistant and Dr. Zhang standing outside the door. I don't know what they said inside, and they looked anxious.

Seeing her coming, the new assistant's eyes lit up.

"Mrs. Sheng, Mr. Fu has locked himself in for almost two hours. He stopped answering an hour ago. Now only you can persuade him. Please, thank you."

Xia Qinghuan was helpless: "Even a psychiatrist can't persuade you, so don't get your hopes up."

The new assistant is still looking forward to it as if he didn't hear what she said.

"Definitely."

A strange thought flashed through Xia Qinghuan's mind, but before he could catch it, Fu Xiujin's voice came from the video intercom on the basement door.

"Is Qing Huan here?"

Afterwards, Fu Xiujin's face was also revealed.

pale, haggard.

The broken hair on the front of the forehead was wet with sweat, and strands of hair stuck to the sweaty forehead. The exposed collar was wrinkled, which was very different from the previous image, and a suspicious red was faintly visible on the face.

Xia Qinghuan frowned: "Open the door."

"Grandpa is gone, you have to go too, I can't hold on to anything, don't leave me alone...Qing Huan, tell me, you won't leave me, right?" Fu Xiujin's eyes were blurred, as if drinking drink less.

Xia Qinghuan stood outside the door without saying a word.

The new assistant whispered a reminder.

"Boss Fu's mood is unstable now, coax him first, and promise him quickly."

Xia Qinghuan still did not speak.

As time passed, Fu Xiujin's complexion became paler and paler, and the assistant was so anxious that he stood behind Xia Qinghuan at the risk of being discovered by Fu Xiujin.

"I beg you, speak, first agree to let Mr. Fu open the door."

Visible on the gate, Fu Xiujin's face seemed to freeze, staring straight at Xia Qinghuan with greedy eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

After repeated reminders from the new assistant, Xia Qinghuan spoke, but what he said was not what he was begging for.

"Fu Xiujin, people should be responsible for their own decisions, don't make me look down on you."

"I won't say anything to you about not leaving you, even if it's to lie to you."

"I'm married, and I should also be responsible for my life and my lover. Whether you can threaten death or really die, that's your own decision. It has nothing to do with me. I didn't let you die."

Fu Xiujin finally spoke again, with a tired expression and a hoarse voice.

"But you... are still here, Qing Huan, admit it, you can't bear to part with me."

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Even if it's a stranger, I will help within my ability. It doesn't mean you are special," Xia Qinghuan said as she stepped back, away from the door. "On the day of your funeral, we I will bring Sheng Yan to participate and tell him that I have completely bid farewell to the past, if you reincarnate quickly, you may be able to join our big family."

Click!

The door opened abruptly.

Fu Xiujin rushed out from the door, grabbed Xia Qinghuan's sleeve, and fell to his knees.

"Qing Huan, please, don't go..."

The hand holding her sleeve was dripping with blood, and there was a deep wound in the middle of the wrist, which was still bleeding.

Xia Qinghuan's back was stiff, he glanced at it, and calmly moved his fingers, one by one, and said to the new assistant who looked at him dumbfounded:

"Find a doctor and take him to the hospital."

I don't know how long and how much blood has flowed, and my fingers are cold.

She rubbed the sticky bright red on her fingertips, and turned to leave when the Fu family was busy.

After walking out of the gate of Fu's house, Xia Qinghuan froze in place.

Not far from the gate, there was another car next to her car.

A familiar figure leaned against the car door, a little scarlet on his lips flickered in the night.

Despite her face blindness, Xia Qinghuan guessed the other party's identity.

In front of her, Sheng Yan hadn't smoked for a long time, and the scene of playing with a lighter in his memory seemed to be far away.

She stopped in place, not knowing how to face it.

Although she didn't do anything, she always felt like she was being raped.

"Is the matter over?" Sheng Yan's voice was hoarse after smoking for an unknown amount of time, almost subconsciously, he extinguished the cigarette at the same time as he opened his mouth, and opened the passenger door, "Go home."

He didn't ask her anything about Fu's family.

As he got closer, Xia Qinghuan finally saw a pile of cigarette butts lying under Sheng Yan's feet. He didn't know how long he had stood here and how many cigarettes he had smoked.

Noticing her gaze, Sheng Yan paused when he opened the door.

"I haven't smoked recently. Today is the first time. I will sleep in the guest room at night."

After what happened tonight, Sheng Yan felt alienated from her, and he didn't even want to be in the same room with her?

The stuffy lump on Xia Qinghuan's chest seemed to have a big hole, and the cold winter wind kept piercing in and passing through repeatedly.

She was also very uncomfortable with the entanglement between Sheng Yan and Huahuan back then, and she can fully understand Sheng Yan's feelings now.

She knew that she was doing something wrong, she should bear whatever choice Sheng Yan made, and she shouldn't ask too many questions to humiliate herself.

But she is still not reconciled, even if the other party loses his temper and speaks badly to her, it is better to take her home calmly than now, and sleep in a separate room with her.

Sitting in the car, Xia Qinghuan asked him stubbornly with a dull voice.

"Why do you need a guest room?"

Sitting in the driver's cab, Fu Xiujin ordered Xiao Wu to drive the car that Xia Qinghuan had driven, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"Leave the master bedroom to you, I'll go to the guest room, you don't have to go."

Even at this time, did he save her the last bit of decency?

Xia Qinghuan's eyes were very dry, she raised her head in response.

"it is good."

Speechless all the way.

The two people who used to be the closest and are now on a marriage certificate are clearly only half an arm's distance away, but neither of them is talking to the other, and there is only the sound of their breathing intertwined in the car.

Xia Qinghuan couldn't stand the torment of this silence, so she turned on the speaker casually.

Pleasant music gurgling flow.

Surprisingly, the music played happened to be "Want to Sing Me to You" which she had heard once.

A boy whose name is not known whispers a youthful love song of a bold pursuit.

After listening to it several times, at a certain moment Xia Qinghuan suddenly guessed that the voice similar to Sheng Yan's was probably him when he was young.

Does he also have such sincere, warm and innocent courtship?

The person who made him willing to sing... who is it?

At such a time, it is a terrible thing to witness the other party's ignorant youthful feelings.

Xia Qinghuan turned off the stereo, leaned back on the back of the seat, and closed her eyes.