After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

Here, Ouyang Wan was locked in the room after being beaten up by the old man to reflect.He really shouldn't use the whole of Wan Hong as a bargaining chip, not only lowering Wan Hong's reputation, but also implicating the Song family.

This trick can't fool the old man, and he knows it. When he received a call from his mother in the morning telling him not to go home, he knew that the beating would be indispensable.He still went back, what should come will always come.

The old man kept asking him why he did this, but he let others deal with him and just kept silent.

As a result, his entire back was bruised and bruised. If his mother hadn't been crying and begging for mercy, she might have lost half her life today.

The doctor just came to see him. He had medicine on his back, and he was in burning pain, so he could only lie on the bed with difficulty.But he didn't regret doing this at all. In this way, Su Yu would not have any influence on Song Liang when he arrived at night with him.

As for Wan Hong, he will become bigger and stronger.

He had known for a long time that Su Yu was the young master of Heifengtang, and he brought him out from there back then because he was in the swamp, but he was not stained with dust, and he was as stubborn as the figure in his memory.

But the night Su Yu fell ill, he received a strange call in the living room. "Kill Song Liang, or kill yourself." The voice on the other end of the phone was gloomy and mechanical, and he felt a layer of goose bumps all over his body, and his air was chilled.

And that cell phone belonged to Su Yu.Whether it was true or not, he had to deal with it.

He planned this farce almost immediately, and separated them to save them.Something that made him even more at a loss also happened, Song Liang was the same person back then.

When cleaning up the blood in the master bedroom that day, he directly lifted everything on the bed.

On Song Liang's side of the mattress, there was a blue handkerchief.He picked it up and spread it out, and the blood in his whole body suddenly pumped to his heart.

He staggered and fell to the edge of the bed, tears streaming down his face unconsciously.

The word 'Ouyang Wan' was embroidered on the lower right corner of the handkerchief, that was a fucking girl.But his mother is not good at this, only this one has been embroidered, and his other handkerchiefs are bought ready-made, and there is no embroidery.He was still sad for a long time after losing it, but seeing him again now is indeed an indescribable surprise.

The handkerchief was originally dark blue, but now it has been washed to light blue.For so many years, Song Liang has been properly preserving it.

As the handkerchief unfolded, a piece of paper fell out. 'Snow and winter solstice, no one returns. '

Ouyang Wan felt as if he could hardly breathe. He leaned against the wall, crossed his hands and strangled his arms tightly. After all, he huddled into a ball and cried loudly.

It's just that he didn't indulge for a few seconds, and then remembered something, and ran upstairs in a stumble.

He opened the door softly, Song Liang was still asleep, breathing lightly.He stood by the bed and looked at the person on the bed, feeling a lot of doubts in his heart.

It never occurred to him that the person he had been looking for for more than 20 years turned out to be the person on his marriage certificate, and that person's protruding abdomen was pregnant with their blood.

He half-knelt beside the bed and closed the quilt covering the man tightly.Finally, he carefully picked up Song Liang's hand and looked at it carefully.

On the back of Song Liang's hand, the skin tone was uneven, and there were many shallow scars, which were left by frostbite in childhood.Why hasn't he looked at it seriously before, damn it!

He finally couldn't bear it any longer, buried his head in the man's hands and began to cry.He suppressed and restrained his crying, that half-dead heart was finally beating healthily.

Snow winter solstice, I have returned.

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Ouyang Wan fell asleep in a daze for a while, and when he woke up again, it was already dark.

He didn't know what time it was, he had to go back to Song Liang's side, he propped himself up on the bed, frowned in pain, and walked stiffly to the door.

The door was opened.

The four eyes met, and the old man was still a little angry. "Where do you want to go?"

Ouyang Wan was a little apprehensive, "Dad, I'm going home."

He turned sideways to go downstairs, but was blocked by the old man with a cane.Then hold out a piece of paper.

He hurriedly glanced at it suspiciously, and the five characters of 'divorce agreement' were particularly eye-catching.He quickly took it over and took a closer look, and there was Song Liang's signature at the bottom of the paper.

"Dad, what's the matter?" He raised his head and stared at the old man.

For the first time, the old man dodged when he was stared at, "Ah Wan, I'm thinking about it too. Compared with you, Wan Hong is not so important. I went to Song's today and asked Song Liang for this. Your mother and I We all know that you like Su Yu, we were too selfish in the past, and you will make your own decisions in your life in the future."

"Dad, you..." Ouyang Wan didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

"Dad, I don't want a divorce. I'll explain to you later." He grabbed the piece of paper and ran away.With the large movements, the back was rubbed by the cloth and it was indescribably painful.

But now he can't control it anymore, he hasn't had a good chat with Song Liang, and he hasn't talked about the handkerchief.I don't know how it happened, but now things have developed like this.

And Song Liang's ice cube, won't you tell me if you like it?How would he know if he didn't say anything every day.Yesterday afternoon, I wanted to talk about the handkerchief, but the two of them got into an argument for some reason, and it didn't work out.In short, now he just wants to protect this person to the death, this life, every moment, he doesn't want to let go.

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Song Liang has been sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze since he came back from get off work, and this period of time passed like a dream.When he woke up, his world returned to black and white.He was brought back to his thoughts by a sudden knock on the door.

He walked over slowly and opened the door, Ouyang Wan stood in front of him sweating profusely.Song Liang frowned slightly, "You...what's going on."

The person in front of him didn't say a word, but walked in quickly and closed the door. Before Song Liang could react, that person had already tightly hugged him in his arms.

He tried to break free, and like so many times before, failed.Song Liang was about to say something, but the man buried his head in his shoulder.

The pajamas were thin, and it was obvious that they were wet with liquid.He was about to raise his hand to pat him on the shoulder when he heard the man sobbing again.

"I miss you."

Song Liang slowly lowered his raised hand, his face turned pale under the light. "Have you been drinking?" He whispered, reaching out to the man's chest, trying to separate the two.

"I didn't drink." Ouyang Wan's voice was muffled, and she hugged him even harder, bending her body slightly, not forgetting to leave some space for the little bean sprouts between them.

"What's wrong?" Song Liang spoke again helplessly.

Ouyang Wan tilted her head and kissed him on the neck, and Song Liang leaned back somewhat dodgingly.

"Let go of me, Ouyang Wan." His voice became a little more serious.

"No." Ouyang Wan buried himself on his shoulder and didn't move.

"I'm not comfortable." After maintaining this position for so long, Song Liang felt his waist sore and his legs weak, and the man who was clinging to him was too abnormal.