Fu Zijun slept very unsteadily, he thought that he must be too tired to fall into such a nightmare, he looked at his beloved wife and asked him why with tears streaming down his face, but he looked at her with a cold and tired face, and there was a divorce agreement on the table.

Why do you want to get divorced? Stunned, he rushed forward to question the man who looked exactly like him, but was horrified to find that he could not get close to them, and could only levitate in the air and watch everything happen.

Is he dead? The realization made his soul tremble, and the man in front of him had taken over his body and started hurting his wife, and he roared angrily but to no avail.

"Junjun is dead, and there is no need for our marriage to last." He looked at "himself" and said coldly.

Junjun? Who is Junjun? He had an inexplicable familiarity with the name, and he turned his head to look at the photo on the wall, where a little boy was smiling brightly at him, it was his son Fu Jun.

Yes, it's Junjun, he's dead, dead in a car accident, and the feeling of heartache suffocates him instantly.

No, he only has one daughter, the big name Fu Xue, and he likes to call her fish because she swims around like a small fish when she is in her mother's belly.

He crouched down with his head in his hands, in a deep confusion.

"Nope! I disagree! Fu Zijun, I won't divorce you! I love you so much! I've been in love with you since I first saw you! For you I can give everything I have, you don't leave me......" his wife's hysterical cry made him look up.

Yes, they were each other's first love, even death could not separate them, he would never want to divorce her, he looked at his tearful wife and his heart ached.

Since when did his wife become so emaciated? Puffy and sallow face. The bloated figure could no longer be seen in its original form, her eyes were frightened and despicable, and when she looked at him, she was like a drowning person holding a driftwood, so crazy and desperate.

This is not his wife, he shook his head, and Ji Qingling in his memory was always soft and firm, gentle and firm. She loved him. But they will not practice themselves in such a humble way.

"Needless to say, if you refuse to agree to a divorce, then we will meet in court." He stood up indifferently.

"Is it because of Chen Zhilei!" She cried. "I knew it! You've been together for a long time! ……”

What does it have to do with Chen Zhilei? He looked at his wife, who was crying with tears on her face, and then at her indifferent "self", and felt more and more confused, how could they become like this because of an inexplicable woman?

In that moment, time flew back. Scene after scene flickered in front of his eyes like a marquee, and their acquaintance and marriage were exactly the same as in his memory. It's just that after marriage, there was a big difference, his coldness, her grievances, those love and good feelings were finally worn out by the trivial daily life relationship. They drifted apart and eventually separated.

He watched her live alone in tears and alcohol after her divorce. In the end, the picture flashed, and it turned out to be a mourning hall. Above is her young face, she left so early!

His heart hurt so much, she was gone, what was he going to do?

Just when he was on the verge of collapse, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he struggled violently, and he actually opened his eyes and met a pair of clear and bright eyes.

He was at a loss for a moment, unable to tell which was the reality.

"Fish, don't make a fuss." A familiar voice came, she came in lightly through the door, and picked up the little doll sitting on his chest, "I told you that it was very hard for Dad to come back from a business trip, you don't want to quarrel with him, why are you disobedient?" ”

"Fish didn't disobey, Dad woke up early." The little doll in the pink princess dress said aggrievedly, her voice was so sweet that it made people's hearts melt.

"Wife," he looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, and his eyes turned red in disbelief.

"Daddy cried! Daddy cried! The little doll seemed to have discovered a new world and exclaimed in amazement, "Daddy is the little doll, crybaby!" Crybaby! ”

"What's wrong with you?" She reached out and touched his forehead with concern, "What's uncomfortable?" ”

"I had a dream." He took her hand, and felt a little aggrieved, how could she leave him and go first in her dream?

She smiled, "It's really a little doll, and it's wronged to dream?" ”

"I just miss you, I don't want to be separated from you." He took her hand and refused to let go, no matter whether the scene in the dream was the so-called past life or not, he would never let that picture happen again, he must protect his wife and daughter.

She was a little embarrassed and glanced at him, after all, in front of her daughter, she always had to pay attention to the influence, and she couldn't show her affection as unscrupulously as in the past.

He turned a blind eye, still holding her hand tightly, as if she would disappear in the next moment.

She coughed lightly, "Okay, you can sleep a little longer, there is still soup stewed in the pot, fish, go out with Mommy, let Dad rest for a while." ”

But he hurriedly got up, afraid that the nightmare would haunt him again when he was alone, "I don't sleep, I play with fish." ”

"Fish and Daddy playing!" The little doll cheered, "Daddy, tell you a secret, I saw Mommy in the book." ”

Fu Zijun leaned over and kissed his daughter, and said softly against her face, "Really? Can you show your dad in which book you saw Mom's? ”

"This is it," the little doll dragged a magazine over and pointed to the woman with a gentle smile on the magazine, "Mommy, Mommy......"

This is a women's fashion magazine, Fu Zijun has never been involved in this kind of magazine, but the protagonist of the interview in the magazine is his wife, which makes him interested in reading it word by word.

"The first time I saw Ji Qingling was in the guqin school, and I thought it was incredible, this young woman with the smart and delicate spirit of a Jiangnan girl turned out to be the chairman of the food network and the creative private dishes of the Ling family's small kitchen, as far as a businessman is concerned, she is too gentle and refined......"

For the interviewers, the interview with Ji Qingling was undoubtedly a beautiful event, and they still remember that the day of the official visit was the second meeting with Ji Qingling, and the place was in the house called "Taoyuan" on the outskirts of hers. This private garden has a good reputation in the wealthy circles of City A, because they have been open for viewing before moving in, and it has also set off the popularity of garden style in the real estate industry.

Of course, what surprised them the most was not only the delicacy of the garden, but Ji Qingling's good cooking skills, it was spring at that time, and in the days when the spring cold was the worst, they were shivering by the lingering spring rain. All the chills were dispelled the moment she stepped into her living room.

Ji Qingling said to them apologetically. Chicken soup was simmering in the kitchen, so their interview took place almost exclusively in the kitchen with the smell of chicken soup.

This excessively young woman was humble and gently prepared the food in the pot. The voice of the voice is clear and shallow, which makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts, and the bowl of chicken soup makes them feel ironed from the bottom of their hearts, in that cold spring. Perhaps this bowl of chicken soup was the warmest and most delicious food they had ever tasted.

As a peer, even older than her. It would be impossible not to envy her, and the term "winner in life" seems to have been coined for her.

There are a few women in the world who can live a leisurely life of semi-retirement with their husbands before the age of thirty, not to mention that her husband is still a well-known son of heaven. Handsome and elegant, outstanding in learning, and famous for her single-mindedness and affection. She married her son-in-law as soon as she graduated from college, and gave birth to a beautiful and lovely daughter within a few years. The female reporters who came to interview her were all ashamed of themselves, and they only felt that they were real defeated dogs in comparison.

Of course, the value of a woman's life is not only reflected in getting married and having children, but also in what many women pursue is a sense of achievement in their careers, and Ji Qingling can also hand over a beautiful answer.

After graduating from a doctorate, she stayed in school to teach, during which she invested in the website food network, published several food books, and was a well-known food expert on the Internet, her food works are not inferior to the hotel chef, but also have a little more aura and creativity, and later opened a private restaurant with natural flow, and has opened several branches in city A and Beijing.

For such an almost perfect woman, they only have envy and jealousy for her, but no hatred, because the gap is too big to hate.

At their request, Ji Qingling made a table of desserts for them to shoot, and of course gave them as a small gift afterwards.

"Miss Ji is really a winner in life." The editor in charge of this visit chewed on the cheesecake in his mouth, and I don't know how many times he had made such an emotion.

Ji Qingling smiled and replied softly, "God has dealt each of us a hand of cards, of course, some people have good cards, some people have bad cards, some people have good cards but will play a bad hand, and some people can still win with bad cards, so no one is a natural winner, the key is how to play the cards in your hand well." ”

On the same day, in her previous life, she had a messy life and ended up depressed, but now she can live a quiet and beautiful life, which is envied by everyone.

Marriage and life need to be managed well, only by loving yourself can you better love your lover and children, it took her two lives to understand this truth.

"Daddy, I already have this rabbit." The little doll pouted and looked at her father in embarrassment, needless to mention how cute it was.

"Got it?"

Ji Qingling brought dinner to the restaurant, and saw Fu Zijun looking at her with a sad face, the rabbit doll in her hand was being ruthlessly disliked by her daughter, she couldn't help laughing, "Don't look at me, I didn't buy it, my father bought it for her." ”

Although when the fish was in the belly, Ji Jingui always looked at her as a boy, but after she was born, he was disappointed for two days, and happily hurt this granddaughter to the bone, the words of the next generation are really true, Ji Jingui spoiled the fish almost unprincipledly, and asked the stars not to give the moon, and bought toys and clothes for the little doll twice in three days, making them useless for both serious parents, and Fu Zijun was not disliked by her once or twice.

"Ahem, next time I have to talk to my father-in-law, I can't spoil the child too much." He walked over and took her hand and whispered.

"Okay, you can go on your own." She smiled at him, the warm light softening her brow.

He couldn't help but kiss her forehead gently, it's good to have her, home, and love. (To be continued) (83 Chinese Net.)