Pregnant wife ran away with ball, CEO chased her to the crematorium

"Okay grandma, I got it."

"It's good to know. Then you can go about your business first. Grandma won't disturb you anymore."

"Grandma, goodbye."

Shen Tingxiu hung up the phone numbly.

He leaned against the bed weakly, his eyes dull.

Everyone in the Shen family cares about Xiaojin so much.

It doesn't matter, because he also cares about Xiaojin.

However, Xiaojin didn't care about him.

Xiaojin cares about everyone but him.

It was him who lost her and did something stupid.

So, now that he has suffered retribution, what else is there to complain about?

In Xiaojin's eyes, she is a hateful ex-husband who can be abandoned at critical moments.

Their ten years could not compare to the few months she had spent with Chu Xijue.

This is the gap.

She really fell in love with that man, otherwise why would she choose this way?

That's right, Chu Xijue is her husband now.

Chu Xijue is a villain, but he will definitely take good care of Xiaojin. After all, his love for Xiaojin is true.

What use do you have?

Shen Tingxiu looked out the window at the sunshine shining on his face. He closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun.

It's really warm.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stumbled towards the beam of light, and came to the window.

With a crash, he opened the window, raised his head, and slowly opened his eyes.

The sun was shining brightly, the scenery was just right, towering trees were rising from the ground, their treetops were swaying gently in the breeze, and the leaves fell with the wind, falling gracefully to the ground, leisurely.

The whole world is so peaceful, and the years are quiet.

Obviously the years have made things like this, but why are people still in so much pain during the years?I don’t even want the breath I need to survive.

Shen Tingxiu raised his legs and stood on the window sill, overlooking the scenery outside.

The tall body was crumbling.

It's really beautiful, and it would be nice to die in this scenery.

Since Xiaojin hates him so much and wants him to die, then he will die and she will be satisfied.

There are people who will take good care of her.

She didn't need him anymore.

He messed up everything, what is he still doing?

Shen Tingxiu stood on the windowsill for several minutes, thinking about the past and everything he had with Yun Ruojin in the past ten years.

What they have experienced between them can be described as more than just childhood sweethearts.

All the good and bad, the ups and downs, their shared memories, every one of them is precious.

He would hold her hand and take her hiking together, and he would carry her on his back when she was tired.

He would take her to see the sea, and she would fall asleep in his arms, feeling the comfort of the sea breeze blowing on her body.

He remained motionless, not daring to wake her up even though his body was numb.

"Brother Tingxiu, what kind of girl do you like?"

That year, Yun Ruojin was 15 years old.

Two people sat on the roof watching the sunset.

That day, the color of the sky was particularly beautiful, and the light shone on the earth. Yun Ruojin's immature and youthful face was coated with a layer of orange-red light, which was dazzling.

She looked at him, a little shy as she asked the question.

Shen Tingxiu opened a bag of mochi for her and stuffed it into her mouth, as if feeding a curious piglet.

"Why do you care what kind of girl I like? Do you want to introduce her to me?"

Yun Ruojin took a bite of mochi and muttered in a low voice: "No, I just wanted to ask."

"When you ask other people questions, you should first talk about yourself. What kind of boy do you like?"

At the mention of this, Yun Ruojin's face turned red.