"I, I'm going to grass double-mouthed. ”

"What are you doing with grass and mouths?" her mobile phone was a little loud, and Zhang Haoxue's impatient voice came. "Don't tell me you're going to play, I know Leng Yueming is on a business trip there!

"I ——, he's very sick!"

"Qingshui, don't be confused, you're already divorced, he's sick and going to the hospital? Or doesn't he still have his mother, his aunt, a big family?

"I ——, after all we used to ......"

"Qing Shui, don't do this tiring and thankless job! Why don't you say that you used to be husband and wife when you are divorced? Why don't you say that you are a husband and wife for a hundred days when you are bullied? Qing Shui, you fight for some anger! Stay away from him!"

"Haoxue! I-"

Zhang Haoxue's loud noise came from the mobile phone, and Wen Qingshui's face was extremely bad.

"Come back!"

With tears in her voice, she hung up the phone. The temperature in the car dropped to zero in an instant. Although the words on the other end of the phone could not be heard clearly, Song Xijun and Tang Bowen could hear Wen Qingshui's short words.

"Whose phone is it?, Zhang Haoxue?" asked Tang Bowen. He was also conflicted. He shouldn't have asked, but——。

Song Xijun didn't say a word, staring at Wen Qingshui with cold air. Wen Qingshui didn't say a word, and the whole person looked haggard and contradictory.

When she finally arrived at the door of the hotel, she got out of the car like a runaway.

"Thank you for sending me here. I'm leaving!"

The voice was low and choked. Xu was the one who endured it all the time to keep the tears from falling. But the two big men knew the power of her tears, and watching her endure it at the moment made their hearts even more uncomfortable.

In the room, Leng Yueming was lying on the bed with a red face, her hair was wet and sticky to her face, and she was haggard. Wen Qingshui walked in in a hurry, and he didn't even close the door.

Two people stood at the doorway. Her eagerness was reflected in the eyes of the two men.

"Leng Yueming?"

Wen Qingshui bent over and shouted anxiously a few times before he woke up slowly, his eyes confused and scattered.

"Qingshui, am I dreaming?

A weak voice, a weak person, Wen Qingshui's vision instantly blurred.

"Have you taken your medicine? I'll take you to the hospital!"

Without warning, Leng Yueming stretched out an arm and grabbed Wen Qingshui's arm, and he didn't know how the person who looked so weak had such a great strength in an instant, and actually pulled Wen Qingshui down on him. Leng Yueming hugged her tightly and muttered to herself.

"Qingshui, I regret it, I regret it from the moment I got the divorce certificate. I don't want to be separated from you. ”

Song Xijun watched all this at the door, with no expression on his indifferent face. But his hands clenched tightly into fists. Tang Bowen was also taken aback. What the hell was he doing, driving her over so far just to get her to her ex-husband?

Wen Qingshui was lying on Leng Yueming's body, and there was a long-lost throbbing. My heart was like grass, and the grass seemed to be blown by the wind and danced wildly. His hoarse voice came. With his burning red face and eyes. Wen Qingshui couldn't help but hug him tightly, feeling sorry for him.

"Will you come back? I will treat you better than before! If you like romance, I will accompany you! I will take care of all the money in the family, okay?"

A few words, like a basin of cold water poured head-on. It chilled her love and her heart.

"You never knew what I wanted, and you never really put me in your heart. ”

Wen Qingshui muttered, the whole person, the whole heart seemed to be hollowed out. It was as if a boulder had been pressed against her chest, and she couldn't breathe. As if drunk, she scrambled to her feet from him.

Looking at his still red cheeks, she stood in a daze for a long time before turning around and going to the bathroom to fetch water. The two men at the door didn't hear what she was saying, as if they were fixed there. Watch as she wiped the other man's face, wiped his body, and changed his clothes.

She helped Leng Yueming up with difficulty. His weak whole person was almost paralyzed on Wen Qingshui's body. Walking to the door with difficulty, Wen Qingshui saw the two people and was obviously stunned.

Tang Bowen looked at Wen Qingshui, who was bent over again, sighed distressedly, and suddenly dragged Leng Yueming over and put his arm on his shoulder.

After working for more than two hours, Leng Yueming finally hung up the hanging bottle and lay on the hospital bed groggy, and the fever had not subsided. Tang Bowen found a nurse to take care of him. Wen Qingshui sat on the side in a daze. Song Xijun stood by the window not far away.

"I hired a nurse, let's go back!" Tang Bowen walked over and squatted in front of Wen Qingshui. Seeing that she was still sitting stunned, she looked like she had lost her heart. I couldn't help but say again.

"You're divorced, and if you want him to think you want to remarry, or you want to tell him you're going to remarry, you stay. ”

Wen Qingshui's sluggish brain was finally startled by this sentence. yes, what does she want to do, what message does she want to convey? She has to decide. If before this, she had hope, now that hope has been completely shattered. After those words he uttered in his psychedelic life, the bubble of hope had long since melted in the wind.

Wen Qingshui looked up at Tang Bowen and nodded weakly. Tang Bowen took her hand, picked her up, and led her out. She was very similar to the crash at the moment. It seems that he has no idea what he is doing, just a shell. But in the end, when she was about to reach the door, she still glanced back at Leng Yueming, who was still lying groggy in the emergency room. The reluctance in his eyes gradually turned to stability.

Song Xijun looked at the hands held by the two people, a little dazed. He's messy.

He shouldn't have liked anyone, let alone her. With such a huge difference in status between the two people, how could he be emotional? But he has done so many ridiculous things again and again. He's been conflicted these days. He told himself that he made exceptions again and again, just to see his heart. But is that really the case?

Today, seeing her come to see her ex-husband, he felt settled in his heart, and when he saw Tang Bowen holding her hand, there were no ups and downs in his heart. That's right, that's the emotion he should have.

But why? I feel like something is missing, but what is missing?

On the way back, it was very quiet in the carriage. Wen Qingshui sat motionless as if he had lost his soul, looking out the window. Song Xijun actually looked the same. Tang Bowen look at this, look at that, I don't know what to say!

After more than three hours of driving, the three of them were immersed in their own thoughts. Finally entered the city.

"Qingshui, let's go eat something together?"

"No, thank you for sending me!"

Until the community where she lived, the three of them didn't make a sound at all.

Wen Qing got out of the car, and Song Xijun finally turned his face. The two men looked at her lonely back, and felt that she looked even more pitiful because she was already thin.

Tang Bowen looked at Song Xijun, who had been silent for a few days, and really wanted to open his mind to see what was going on inside. Originally, he thought that his stimulation, coupled with this trip to the field, would allow them to make some progress. But it seems that it is not advancing and retreating. Indeed, he didn't expect Wen Qingshui to go to see her ex-husband.

"Don't think about it in vain! Do you think you will accept a divorced woman in my capacity? Tang Bowen, don't you think you're boring? I'm not you! I'm not as rich as your love history, so I don't mind anything. ”