After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

He was like a dead man, his face was pale, his eyes were straight, and he was motionless.

From sunrise to sunset outside the window, the change of light did not make him have any reaction.

The aurora was so beautiful that year, and it was a dream that Zong Ying had been attached to for several years, but at this moment, because of the reappearance of the beautiful scenery in front of him, all thoughts were lost, his whole body was taken away, and what was piled on the ground was just a shell.

Zong Ying thought of many things.

Why did he only put Lin Yushu in the position of a friend who made his heart flutter for many years after he mistook Lin Yushu, that's all.

He missed the heartbeat at that moment, but it stopped there.

He should have discovered that Lin Yushu did not have a soul that he could yearn for.

As for Hang Jing, he still couldn't let go of his past misunderstandings. For this reason, he has been treating him harshly, perhaps because he subconsciously felt that Hang Jing shouldn't be that kind of person.

He stubbornly thought that Hang Jing had lied to him, because when he first knew Hang Jing, he felt that this person was pure and flawless.

The dry eye sockets turned acid again, and Zong Ying's vision was blurred. It was his arrogance that ruined the only soul he ever loved.

The wind became stronger at night, and the doors of the display cabinets were rattled when they opened wide.

Zong Ying was awakened by the sound of glass colliding. He hammered his numb thigh and got up from the ground.

He carefully closed the cabinet door and closed the window. The yellow diamond pendant in his hand was already warmed up. Zong Ying thought of Zong Xi and managed to pull himself together.

He tidied up the room a bit, did not change the furnishings in the house, only removed some floating dust on the ground.

Before he was about to leave, Zong Ying went back to the master bedroom by mistake.

He misses Hang Jing so much. He knows that it will be painful for him to touch anything related to Hang Jing, but he still can't help it.

The bedroom was tidy and tidy, nothing changed from what I remembered, except that the person who originally lived here was gone.

Zong Ying opened the closet, and Hang Jing's clothes were neatly listed, as if he would come back at any time to pick one to wear, take a look in the mirror, smile at him from the mirror, and say, "Zong Ying, I'll wear it Is this okay?"

Breathing suddenly became short of breath, Zong Ying slammed the cabinet door shut, not daring to think about it.

His eyes fell on the bedside table, and the drawer was opened a little.

I don't know if it was accidentally touched by the cleaning staff, or the hired cleaning staff had a bad idea, Zong Ying thought that there were all Hang Jing's things inside, so he walked forward quickly and opened the drawer to check.

There are not many things in the drawer, a bottle of quick-acting heart-relief pills, two tablets of aspirin, and a blue velvet jewelry box.

Another secret of Hang Jing was discovered, and Zong Ying's soul had been drained long ago, but the sudden appearance of Suxiao Jiuxin Pill and aspirin with pain relief made him still have a feeling of being heartbroken again.

In those nights when he didn't return all night, did Hang Jing rely on the medicine in front of him to fall asleep?

Zong Ying picked up the medicine bottle and found that the expiry date had passed half a year, but he was not willing to throw it away, so he put it back.

He picked up the jewelry box next to him and opened it, and a pair of couple rings appeared in front of Zong Ying.

One uses green bamboo as a ring to set off a delicate camellia, and the other uses a camellia flower stem as a circle to surround a small piece of green bamboo in the middle.

This is the wedding ring designed by Hang Jing and belongs to him and Zong Ying.

But since they got married, they just lie in a small drawer and never see the light of day.

Every time Zongying took a breath, a knife sliced ​​across his throat. What to do, a jewelry designer couldn't even give away the wedding ring he designed, so he could only carefully hide it beside the bed.

Why never found out!

For so many years, the aurora map and the wedding ring are within reach, but he didn't even notice it!

Zong Ying took a deep breath, stroked the pair of rings carefully, and found that there was a small buckle on each end of the ring, and after a closer look, the camellia core and green bamboo of the ring were both hollow.

Gently pressed the buckle on one side, only heard a light sound, but saw nothing unusual, Zong Ying thought for a while, and then pressed the buckle on the other side.

This time, the camellia bloomed, and a familiar fragrance wafted out.

It's been a long time since I smelled this fragrance, but the amount that can be stored in the ring is too small, and the pheromone will soon dissipate. Zong Ying's whole body was shocked, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and he stretched out his hand in the air hopelessly. Catch, but can't keep anything.

"Don't go, please, don't disappear...it's Xiaojing's pheromone...leave it to me, don't disappear..."

The pair of wedding rings that can be infused with pheromones, the camellia and the green bamboo are intertwined and cuddled together, which is what Hang Jing once hoped for their marriage, but it turned out to be empty.

The camellia only appeared for a short dozen seconds, but Zongying was stimulated and directly entered the susceptible period.

He was tortured by the extreme sadness and was almost world-weary. He wanted to destroy everything around him violently, but his body knelt on the ground motionless, and he didn't even want to wrinkle Hang Jing's bed sheets.

Zong Ying held two rings in one hand and the yellow diamond pendant for Zong Xi in the other, enduring the susceptibility period.

It's not enough, the mistakes he committed are too heavy, and this kind of punishment is far from enough

On Valentine's Day, there was a heavy snowfall in Beijing.

The cemetery in the outskirts was a vast expanse of whiteness. In front of Hang Jing's tomb, Zong Ying saw Lin Yushu who was covered in snow and whose shoulders were drenched.

It seems that he has been standing here for a long time.

"Today is Hang Jing's birthday, I expected to see you here."

Now Lin Yushu has completely torn off the camouflage of gentleness and elegance, with a playful smile on his lips, gloomy eyes, like a sick person, this is his original appearance.

Zong Ying ignored him.He held a blue velvet jewelry box in his ring-wearing hand, and inside was another wedding ring infused with green bamboo after the rain.

He knelt in front of Hang Jing's tomb, put down a bouquet of beautiful camellias, gently removed the stone slab on the ground, and put the wedding ring, which was too late, into it.

Zong Ying wiped off the snow on the stele, and his fingers became very cold.

He frowned, wiped away the melted snow water from his fingertips, took a few mouthfuls of hot air, and only reached out to touch Hang Jing's photo when his fingertips warmed up.

Lin Yushu stood silently on the side, watching Zong Ying's series of movements, and looked up at the sky, only to find that the snow had stopped.

He stretched out his hand in the air, felt it a little, and sighed, "Hang Jing must know you're here. The snow stopped, and even the wind became much gentler."

Only then did Zong Ying react. He raised his eyes to look at Hang Jing's photo, and smiled silently, but the smile disappeared in an instant as soon as it appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaojing has always been the gentlest person."

Lin Yushu heard this, and sneered, "Zong Ying, put away your hypocrisy!"

"Do you know how irritating your affectionate expression is now?"

"I don't need to put on an air, and I don't care what other people think. If you feel uncomfortable, just leave. Anyway, Xiaojing won't want to see you."

Zong Ying cast a glance at Lin Yushu, whose expression froze instantly, and said flatly, "It's not easy to be tortured by guilt over and over again, is it?"

Lin Yushu clenched his hands in his pockets for an instant, and his voice became much darker, "Both each other..."

"Lin Yushu, I don't want to argue with you in front of Hang Jing, he will be unhappy."

Zong Ying stood up from the ground, turned to face the other party, and said, "I already know your true thoughts. I just pretend that nothing happened to the things you and Zong Qi planned. In the future, don't see each other again."

"You want to pretend nothing happened? Dreaming!"

Lin Yushu sneered, "Zong Ying, you caused Hang Jing's suffering before, but I directly killed him. Both of us have sinned deeply, and neither of us deserves the future."

Zong Ying's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care much, "It's fine without it. After Hang Jing, it's nothing special to think about."

Lin Yushu snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Zongying, there are no outsiders here, so you don't need to act in front of me."

"The newly appointed president of Qiansheng Group may have lost control of pheromones during the susceptible period because he missed his deceased partner, and his high fever lasted for a week."

"This kind of gossip can be on hot searches for three days. Zong Ying, you have to show some face when you sell miserably. Don't you find it ridiculous that you use him to pretend to be deeply affectionate now after Hang Jing has been gone for so long? You know the Internet Did you laugh at you when you saw this report?"

"They said you deserve it!"

Zongying did not explain.

He didn't use Hang Jing to sell people to set up hype, it just happened suddenly.

Because of the scent of camellia in Hangjing's bedroom, he fell into a manic state of susceptibility, and was ignorant of everything in the outside world.

When he was roasted by the scorching temperature and couldn't breathe, his mind was full of Hang Jing's kindness to him.

When he was discovered, he did not eat, drink or sleep, and stayed in the room for three days, with a high fever so high that he was unconscious.

Zong Hongtao and his wife were dizzy because of this incident, and they didn't even have time to remove the hot search.

The susceptibility period of S-class alpha is menacing.

Surprisingly, none of the pacifiers suitable for the alpha-susceptible period had any effect on Zongying. Seeing that people were almost fainted from fever, Fei Wan went to the doctor in a hurry and secretly found an A-grade omega and sent it to the doctor. Isolation room.

The A-level omega was directly brought into the estrus period by the pheromone of the S-level alpha susceptible period. The meeting of the AO pheromone in the special period should have been dry wood meeting a raging fire, just like Zong Ying and Hang Jing back then.

But Zong Ying just kept a cold face and threw out the omega that had softened into a puddle of water on the spot.

Even in the susceptible period, Zong Ying will not be stunned by an A-level omega, there is only one Hang Jing, and no one can follow suit.

What's more, Zong Ying discovered that even if that omega entered estrus in front of him, he still couldn't feel the presence of omega pheromone.

After the inspection, it was found that Zong Ying had lost his perception of omega pheromones, except for the camellia fragrance of Hang Jing.

Zong Ying readily accepted this result.

He lost Hang Jing, but lived in a world with only Hang Jing forever.

That's fine too.

"I really deserve it. If I can return to Xiaojing, even if I am treated as a joke by everyone, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Unfortunately, there is no if." In a private nursing home on the outskirts of Beijing, a fully imported advanced monitoring device was working as usual.

Suddenly, the electrocardiogram, which was originally fluctuating smoothly and regularly, faltered for a moment, and then the heart rate value changed, up and down, ups and downs, fluctuating due to ranking reasons, so there is no need to stay up late tomorrow night, and the update at 10:30 noon on Tuesday will be postponed. Xiao Jing is coming back. Reminder: The medicines involved in this article are only for the plot, and you must never take them seriously. If you feel unwell, go to the hospital and follow the doctor's advice!