After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

The night was thick, and the sea breeze blew chills. Ouyang Wan sat on the beach and shivered.He stared blankly at the black sea, and the waves were still rushing.

Song Liang had already driven away alone.Abandoned him, lost him.Maybe they regarded him as poison, pulled the cordon, and would never touch him again in this life.

Love is so precious, how could he squander it like this?Song Liang doesn't want him anymore, doesn't want him anymore.He kept thinking about the past, from the reunion at the reception to the marriage to those days of sharing the same bed, and there will be no more in the future.

The heart is raining, and no refuge can be found wherever it goes.The road is poor and the world is narrow, where there are dark willows and bright flowers.A white belly appeared in the sky, and the night passed unconsciously.

Ouyang Wan was a little stiff. He took out his cell phone with shaking hands, and dialed Song Liang's current number. If this was the so-called ending, he wanted to say what he hadn't said.

Almost as soon as the bell rang, the other side hung up.He dialed one after another without giving up. "Ouyang Wan, how long are you going to pester him?" Song Liang yelled at him unbearably.

Ouyang Wan was silent for a moment, "Don't hang up, give me the last few minutes."

"In the past I suffered because I couldn't find you, then I collapsed because I hurt you, and then I lived like you. After going around for half my life, I still lost you. Song Liang, I owe you too much, maybe There is no chance of repayment."

"I'm sorry for what I owe you, and I will pay you back first. I'm sorry, but you deserve the best."

"Don't disappear again, I won't disturb your life again, I swear." The red sun rose out of the sea, the sun was shining brightly, and tears came from the corners of his eyes.

Two years is not too long, he knows that the pain is difficult for both of them, he uses work to numb himself.What about Song Liang?Leaning against that late night bar must be more painful.

"Ouyang Wan, what do you want to do?" Song Liang frowned.

"I'm serious, don't worry." Ouyang Wan hung up the phone and walked along the road like a corpse.

The phrase 'I will always love you. ' He never said it.Saying love to such a scarred Song Liang is too cruel.

How much he wanted to take out his heart, put it in front of Song Liang, let him trample on it, let him trample on it.But Song Liang can't, he can't do anything, he just doesn't want him anymore.

Song Liang has always done what he says, and if he says no to it, he just doesn't want it.He will carry those heavy pasts and continue to perish, but Song Liang must live well.

He couldn't erase that person's scars, so he had no choice but to take a step back and hand him over to time.What I can do is to do nothing again, not to take a step forward, not to appear by his side, or to say that I love him.

If life could be repeated, and he could always be by his side the first time we met, that would be great...

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After that day, Ouyang Wan never went to see Song Liang again, even though his heart was hurting all the time, he missed him every minute, and he tried his best to control his body.

It will take some time for the injuries on his body to heal. He didn't want to make his parents worry about going back, and he was also afraid that this image would cause public opinion, so he asked Xie Xin to go back to China to deal with basic affairs, and he would work remotely while recuperating here.

As the host, Paul is very enthusiastic. He comes to chat with him every day, talking about what he has seen and heard over the years, and the twittering is quite lively.

He learned that Paul's parents were both men, and they divorced not long after he was born, and he has been living with the one who gave birth to him. The family runs a clothing company and has a good family background.The other is also in this city and is a famous doctor.

But now the three of them live not far away, and neither of them has remarried, only this one child.

A few days later, Paul took Ouyang Wan to his father's place to visit and take another look at his body. Pual's father opened a pharmacy here.

The decoration style in the pharmacy is very Chinese style, with mahogany door frames, exquisite carvings, and the strong fragrance of medicine in the air, which makes people calm down.

Time slows down here, and it looks wonderful. Paul pulled him and walked over. A middle-aged man was arranging dried herbs in the yard.

"Dad, thisismyfriend, Olek. (Dad, this is my friend, Olek.)"

The man is about fifty years old, with a standard Asian face.Hearing the voice, he put down the things at hand and stood up, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, which made people very kind. "Nice tomeet you. (Nice to meet you.)" He held out his hand.

Ouyang Wan shook hands with him politely. "Nice tomeet you, too. Pardon meforasking, where are you from? (Nice to meet you. May I ask, which country are you from?)" Ouyang Wan felt like a Chinese medicine center as soon as he entered the door.

"IamChinese. (I am Chinese.)"

"Me too, how many years have you been here?" Ouyang Wan began to chat as it was not easy to meet a local accent in another country.

"More than 20 years." The man welcomed them into the room and brought three cups of tea.

"Haven't you been back?" Ouyang Wan was a little surprised.

"My family is here, and I can't bear to go back." The man smiled and looked at Paul.

Paul didn't do anything when he came here, he just fiddled with those medicines back and forth, he was quite interested in those grasses.But every time he heard his father talk about the flavors and properties of medicines, the indications and contraindications, he felt a little dizzy.

"Did you fight with someone else?" The doctor would always turn the topic back to the disease.

"Well, I owe foreign debts and deserve to be beaten." Ouyang Wan teased herself.

"Stretch out your hand." The Chinese doctor said and took out the pulse pillow and put it on the table.

His fingering is authentic, and he probed carefully for a while, "Your heart is stagnant, and your energy and blood are not smooth. Is there anything bothering you recently?"

Ouyang Wan withdrew her hand with a wry smile, "Can I ask you a personal question?"

"You said."

"I heard that you and Paul's father have been separated for a long time, and neither of you remarried. Why?"

The man smiled, thought for a while before opening his mouth, "Probably because he couldn't let go and didn't know how to recover, so he kept walking in place." He looked at Ouyang Wan, "Are you hurt by love?"

Ouyang Wan didn't speak.

"You might as well come to my pharmacy for a few days recently, maybe your mood will be very different."

So in the next few days, Ouyang Wan came here every morning to help, and went back to deal with official business in the afternoon.Anyway, staying alone by myself is also cranky, and it will be much calmer here.

Many patients come to this pharmacy every day for consultation. Traditional Chinese medicine does not work faster than Western medicine, but it is effective for chronic diseases.There are also some difficult and miscellaneous diseases that are difficult to treat with western medicine, and people will come here for medicine.

Looking at the men and women coming in and out, Ouyang Wan couldn't help feeling that she was very lucky, at least her body was healthy.Just being alone, so bleak.