An ancient flavor dog blood story

On the day of Qi Ning's funeral, it was drizzling.

Qi Ning's parents both passed away in a car accident a few years after Qi Ning and Fang Hanming got married.

Attending the funeral were classmates from back then, colleagues from later on, and... their children.

Fang Hanming looked at the child from a distance. He was 10 years old. He was a tall and straight alpha boy. His eyes looked like him, but when he smiled, he looked more like Qi Ning, giving him a sense of stability.

Perhaps it was because he grew up in a single-parent family, and the child was mature beyond his age. At this time, standing in front of his mother's tombstone, he did not cry bitterly, nor did he cry silently, but politely greeted everyone who came to the funeral. The man nodded his thanks, his eyes were as calm as the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, without a trace of waves.

After the funeral, watching his son's back disappear into the distance, Fang Hanming stumbled out from behind the tree, holding a bouquet of hyacinths in his hand, which was Qi Ning's favorite flower during his lifetime.

Fang Hanming put the flowers in front of the tombstone, covered his face and began to cry.Just when he thought that Qi Ning was finally willing to accept him again and they could start from scratch, he waited for such an ending.

They used to love each other like that, but why did they come to such an ending today?

Qi Ning once said that their encounter was a mistake from the very beginning, Fang Hanming loves only the Qi Ning in his imagination, the one who seems to be out of this world playing the piano in the afternoon.

But life is not so romantic. In the firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, the passion of love slowly fades away, and the hands that used to play Chopin are no longer as beautiful as before.

Fang Hanming began to become irritable, he began to hate Qi Ning's cooking, hated how much Qi Ning cared about him, hated how Qi Ning remained unchanged on the bed.

And the two who have been married for many years have never had children, and this incident is even more of a heart disease for the two.

Qi Ning once suspected that his infertility was caused by taking too many inhibitors, but when he went to the hospital for a physical examination, everything was normal.

Fang Hanming didn't want to endure such a boring life and such a boring wife for a while, but if he was at the peak of his career, if he just abandoned his wife like this, the public opinion would be very unfavorable to him.

Wanting to save face and seeking excitement at the same time, Fang Hanming cheated.

He took care of a young little omega, clean and beautiful, well-behaved and obedient, and there are many tricks in bed, which made him very satisfied.

He didn't want to go back to that home even more, to face Qi Ning, whom he was already bored to the extreme.

Their marriage relationship has long existed in name only.

"If you want to cry, please go to another place to cry, don't dirty the soil in front of my mother's grave."

An indifferent voice sounded.

Startled, Fang Hanming raised his head and met his son's eyes.

"Did you care about him when he was alive? Did you think about him when he was alone? You lived happily for eight years, and you came to him after eight years, thinking that nothing happened. You have a good plan. You murderer who killed my mother!"

"Yueyue...I..."

"Shut up! You deserve that name? Get lost!"

"Yueyue, I know you hate me. I didn't take good care of you and your mother, but your mother asked me to take care of you. I..."

"I told you to shut up!"

Fang Hanming was slapped hard on the face.

He didn't speak any more, but laughed loudly, and the tears flowed even more fiercely with a smile. Everything was his own fault, and he made the bitter wine all by himself to get to this point.

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