Jun Anji returned to the room, and did not take a bath, she fell into the big boat, pulled the futon to cover her head, and fell asleep dizzy.

She had a lot of dreams that night, and all of them were like going back to 20 years ago, the winter of '95.

……

95 years, winter.

She can't remember how many times her mother committed suicide by cutting her wrists last night, threatening her to divorce Liu Jingqi, looking at the wooden floor of Bihe Xiaozhuang stained with red blood, and the doctor gave her mother first aid, she felt like she was going crazy.

It's okay to get a divorce, she is cold to that man, desperate, divorce is inevitable, but what about her Jingjing baby?

Mom was blinded by hatred and didn't want her granddaughter, but Jingjing was only 5 years old, she was her daughter, it was her life, how could she give it?

She came downstairs to the company to wait for Liu Jingqi, holding a divorce document tightly in her hand.

While she was struggling and dazed, a tall, beautiful woman suddenly came over and said to her with a smile, "Mrs. Liu?" I'm sorry, I've had your husband's baby in my belly for three months. ”

Trimester?

She calculated in her mind that there had just been an accident in the Jun family during that time, and she was handling her father's funeral in Mexico!

Even though a heart has been wounded by him, she still hurts her heart and lungs, and her tears burst without warning, she squatted down, hugged her head and cried.

The tall woman was still talking proudly, it was nothing more than some phoenix and snowy things, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

She remembered that after attending Shelley's sister's wedding more than half a year ago, he changed his normal routine and became intimate with her, and he kissed her while saying, "Jiji, I misunderstood you before, and in the future, we will live a good life and be my only woman." ”

The only woman, huh.

She realized that she was a complete fool.

She got up, ran into a nearby supermarket, bought a knife and hid it on her body, her outlook on life was turned upside down, and her only thought was to leave him.

If you can't leave, he dies, or she dies!

Liu Jingqi came out of the company, followed by a large number of management in suits and leather shoes, and he lowered his eyes to talk to a CEO next to him, his eyebrows and eyes focused.

He spotted her and stopped.

Sideways eyes apologized to the boss, and he walked over with long legs.

"Gigi, why are you here, cold or not?" The two have been separated for 3 months, they are busy, and they have only seen each other a handful of times, and there is tenderness and a smile on his face and voice.

He stretched out his little hand to rub the temperature for her, and he didn't have enough to stuff her little hand into his black tweed coat, so many people, he did not shy away from intimacy, as if this could relieve the pain of lovesickness.

He put his arm around her, "Finally want to see me, huh?" Go wait for me in the car first, I'll take care of something, and we'll go home later, Jingjing misses you, and I..."

She calmly stretched out her hand to push him away, sneering sarcastically, "Congratulations on being a father." ”

He was slightly shocked, and his dark eyes glanced at the tall woman, and then opened up to her gently and calmly, "A man has something to do outside, I will take care of it, you can be your Mrs. Liu with peace of mind..."

"your Mrs. Liu!" With a backhand, she slapped him hard.

The crisp slap echoed extremely loudly in the snow, and there was a snorting sound around him, and his cold complexion was even more gloomy to the extreme.

He slowly turned his face and said in a suppressed voice, "Enough trouble? I don't care about this slap with you, I'll go home when my temper is enough. Also, don't use foul language, I don't like it. ”

She felt more and more ridiculous, and with a little hand raised, she threw the divorce agreement directly in his face.

She said word by word, "Liu Jingqi, let's divorce." ”

His face was already rainy, and his face was as cold as frost that could almost drip cold water, and his feet in black shiny leather shoes were glued to the divorce agreement, and he reached out to clasp her chin, "I ask you, Jingjing, don't you want it?" ”

She looked him in the eye and replied, "No." ”

A crack finally appeared in his deep black eyes, followed by unspeakable anger and ruthlessness, he stared at her coldly and said, "Jun Anji, don't rub your nose against me!" Divorce me, there will be many women who want to replace you as my Mrs. Liu, don't think that I have to be you, you think clearly! ”

"Heh, that's okay, I'm here to congratulate you in advance, Mr. Liu, happy second marriage."

The fingertips he pinched on her jaw suddenly retracted, his voice was filthy, he squinted his narrow eyes and smiled, "Jun Anji, do you think you can get rid of me by divorce?" The Jun family is now down, believe it or not, I bought Bihe Xiaozhuang and swept your mother and daughter out of the house? Do you want to try to cut off your mother's medical aid and let her die? ”

"Mrs. Liu doesn't want to be a good person, how about the underground Qingren? Don't you like to use your mouth, I can promise you to kneel and serve me comfortably every night in the future, you..."

All his humiliating words came to an abrupt end as she plunged a sharp blade into his heart.

The heavy snow that had just stopped fluttering wantonly again, and she looked at his blurred figure in teary eyes, "Liu Jingqi, I'd rather I never knew you." If you don't die today, you can try to force me to die. ”

She lowered her little hand stained with his warm blood, turned around, and left.

There was a "boom" behind him, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu... Call an ambulance..."

……

96 years, spring.

I heard that he had surgery in the hospital, and he woke up after being in a coma for half a month, and he stayed in the intensive care unit for 1 week, and he was released from the hospital after another half a month.

But this has nothing to do with her, she takes care of her mother in Bihe Xiaozhuang every day, and her life is completely restored.

During this time, she received a divorce agreement signed by him, and their six-year marriage ended.

She won't admit how unaccustomed life would be without the man she hates and loves deeply, every morning when she looks in the mirror, she sees a trance face and a pair of red and swollen eyes, she tells herself over and over again, she just misses Jingjing too much, and that man, she can't remember his appearance.

But he came without warning.

On this day, she had just cooked her meal, and when she returned to the main house, she saw a long figure.

He wore a homely dark green thin line shirt and khaki slacks, he lost a lot of weight, but his figure was still straight and handsome.

He exudes nobility and excellence, and this temperament makes him tall and leggy very restrained when standing in a simple room.

She didn't know what he said to his mother, and her mother excitedly picked up a porcelain bowl at hand and threw it at him, he didn't hide, and his forehead was cut by the porcelain piece with a deep blood mark, and the blood was like a column.

She ran over and hugged her mother and let him go, she didn't dare to look at his appearance and eyes at that time, she only felt very painful in her heart.

He went out of the house and stood under a peach blossom tree not far from the front of the house, his men cleaning his wounds...

Later, Hang Haiyang came, and his mother was very enthusiastic about Brother Hang and beckoned him to eat at home.

Mom wants to match her with Brother Hang, Brother Hang likes her, she knows it, but she has no love for Brother Hang, her heart is empty, and she doesn't plan to remarry.

The three of them ate around the wooden table, and Liu Jingqi stood under the peach blossom tree and didn't leave.

The peach blossoms bloomed that day, and the gorgeous pink peach petals flew in the air, and finally landed on his shoulders.

He stood sideways, half lazy and half decadent leaning against the trunk of a tree, his shoulders broad and his legs long, his waist tight, even on one side he was handsome and slender, perfect.

He tilted his head slightly, smoking cigarettes one by one.

She glanced at it secretly, and her eyes turned red, and she would rather he humiliate her as strongly as he did last winter, rather than have a silhouette of him so lonely and lonely.

He stood under the peach blossom tree, not moving, and as night fell, red candles were lit in her house, and she lay on the boat, looking out through the mottled thick window paper.

She knew she couldn't see anything, but she couldn't control her eyes.

The next morning, he was gone.

……

'96, summer.

He left that night, and the next morning she learned about his marriage to Yue Yunjin.

She was a fool again, she didn't put out the red candle last night, and through the window paper he should have seen a light she had lit for him in the night, but unfortunately he didn't understand.

Three months later, during the Dragon Boat Festival, she carried a vegetable basket to the lotus pond to pick lotus roots, and he appeared.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, the clothes were expensive and wide without the slightest wrinkles, he was like a male model magazine coming out, handsome and chic, with a face like a crown of jade.

It's just that he has lost a lot of weight, and the contours of his deep and sculpture-like facial features are becoming more and more resolute and cold, and the tightly pursed lips are thin and cool, and his black eyes are silent and gloomy.

He walked to the opposite side of the lotus pond, slowly squatted down, and took out a piece of colored paper from his trouser pocket.

She didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and only buried herself in her own business, but after a while, a small paper folded colorful boat floated in front of her, and a lotus flower with dew was stuck in the small boat.

Her little face "soared" and burned, the two have been together for 8 years, when did he do these naïve but romantic things?

It's not that he doesn't want to do it, but a big president like him, who earns tens of millions of dollars in minutes, is born noble and elegant, and is born not to eat people.

I'm afraid he hadn't done this to Sister Shelley before.

When she was shocked, a piece of lotus flower that she was still holding in her little hand was snatched away by a big palm, "Do you want to pick lotus roots?" I'm here to help you. ”

He probably hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was hoarse.

She got up and wanted to leave, but her vegetable basket was snatched by him first, and he was busy with his two big palms, and he didn't hold the vegetable basket in his hands, so he clamped the vegetable basket tightly between his two slender and powerful legs.

"Want to go? Then come and get the basket. ”

"You!" Her little face was bright red.

"I just want to help you pick lotus roots, and my former ex-wife can also be friends, so don't be nervous. Squat beside me, I'll let you go after picking lotus roots, don't waste time with me. ”

His tone was always strong and domineering, and she was not allowed to ignore it.

The weather is getting darker, and she is very uneasy when her mother is sitting alone in a wheelchair, and she really doesn't have time to spend with him, so she can only squat obediently beside him.

While picking lotus roots, he said casually, "Today's Dragon Boat Festival, do you make zongzi by hand?" Who is this half basket of zongzi going to give to? ”

She pursed her lips slightly and said softly, "Give it to the grandmother next door." ”

He seemed to be in a good mood, and his hoarse voice began to rise, with a little excitement, "I'm too busy today, I started working at 5 o'clock in the morning until now, and I haven't eaten yet." ”

She doesn't speak.

He added, "Your zongzi are labeled, haven't you forgotten that I like to eat red bean dumplings the most?" ”

She still didn't speak.

He pondered for a while, and said seriously, "In this way, you feed me a red bean dumpling, and I will take Jingjing to meet you tomorrow." ”

Her heart was instantly moved, her eyes lit up, she was afraid that he would regret it, and she didn't dare to ask a second time, she picked up a zongzi and peeled it, and handed it to his mouth.

He took her little hand, one bite at a time, and ate it elegantly.

"You... Your wife's interest in... Is Jingjing good? She asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

He chewed a mouthful of zongzi and swallowed his lower abdomen, his throat was quite beautiful, and when he swallowed something and slid the Adam's apple, he was very skewful and full of masculinity.

"Who has an original match?" He replied.

She fell silent and stopped talking.

He ate most of the zongzi and said in a low voice, "I'm thirsty." ”

She was depressed, and kept her eyes down, "There's no water." ”

In the next moment, the man with the smell of tobacco came to him, he bullied her, and approached her lips, "What is in your mouth, give me a little, and I will let Jingjing sleep with you tomorrow night." ”

So saying, he came and kissed her.

She twisted her head and dodged fiercely, "What about after the kiss?" Did you let me see Jingjing the day after tomorrow on the condition that I sleep with you all night? ”

He froze visibly, and his voice was cold, "Heh, the first time I found out, you actually know me so well?" ”

He left her and concentrated on picking lotus roots, and within a few minutes, he put a few cleanly washed lotus roots into her vegetable basket, and he got up and walked away.

……

Autumn '96.

After the lotus pond broke up unhappily, he came for three whole months in a row.

He rarely spoke, and when he ran into her alone, he followed closely 2 meters away. When he met their mother and daughter plus Hang Haiyang for dinner, he stood quietly from a distance alone, with cigarettes burning on his fingertips.

On this day, the hawthorn tree in front of the house was ripe, and she tiptoed to pick the hawthorn fruit, and a luxury business car stopped sharply in front of her.

The driver opened the door and he stepped out.

He was dressed very formally, with a light blue striped shirt and black business trousers, and a tight business vest that was extremely slim and wrapped around his sturdy and attractive waistline.

He carried a suit casually in one hand, an arm with a watch in his trouser pocket, a three-dimensional carved handsome face dyed with a trace of tiredness, and deep black eyes looked at her with scorching brilliance.

She hurriedly retracted her gaze and concentrated on picking the fruit, but her height was not enough, and she tiptoed and tiptoed, and she couldn't reach it.

The man's broad, warm chest enveloped her from behind, and her delicate and delicate skin touched his hard, cold suit, and the compelling touch made her heart tremble.

"I'll help you." He stretched out his big palm to help her.

He didn't directly help her pick the fruit, but wrapped her plain white hand with his big wheat-colored palm, and led her to pick a red and big hawthorn hand in hand. R1154