Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

"What's the matter with you?"

Ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around him, Jing Shaoqing hugged Zhan Yan's trembling shoulder. He could clearly feel the painful tremor in her heart. He couldn't help shouting.

"Zhan Yan, what's the matter with you? Talk -"

"... i... saw him..."

Zhan Yan slowly raised her head. Her long curly hair fell from both sides of her snow-white cheeks, and her lips trembled slightly: "Fu Beichen... I saw brother Beichen... But he refused to see me, he refused to see me..."

Jing Shaoqing clearly heard the word "Fu Beichen". His fingers stiffened, and his dark eyes suddenly became as dark as night.

"Zhan Yan, wake up. Fu Beichen is dead. He is dead. He died three months ago!"

Zhan Yan didn't speak, but just stood in place, his eyes dark and painful.

A bright fireworks bloomed in the air, eclipsing even the stars.

Silent night, silent.

The water spray of the fountain jumps and rings with colorful colors.

Zhan Yan sat alone on the steps outside. Her eyes were so lonely that people were hurt. The bottom of her dark eyes seemed to have a light mist, which was misty and enchanting. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the angel fountain splashed with water. Her black hair as black as jade was scattered on her forehead, emitting a faint luster in the light of the stars.

She has been sitting so quietly for a long time.

Jing Shaoqing sat quietly beside him.

It seemed that after a long time, she said faintly, "Jing Shaoqing, you go. You don't have to accompany me. Brother Ling will come in a minute!"

"Yan Yan, I'll take you back first!" Jing Shaoqing went up and took her hand and was ready to take her outside. However, when she got up, her hand broke free silently in his hand.

"Jing Shaoqing, who are you? Are you qualified to take care of me?"

"Yan Yan, let go!"

The night was filled with wet and transparent fog. Jing Shaoqing's voice floated in the dark night, with lonely sadness: "what if you are sad again? Fu Beichen is dead, he will never come back. It has been three months, why can't you accept the reality?"

"Oh, accept the reality?" Zhan Yan suddenly smiled faintly, calm as a smooth lake. Her voice was gentle and indifferent, "yes, I should accept the reality. Some things shouldn't be avoided!"

Beautiful deep autumn, the night wind blowing slowly, the stars are bleak, and the surrounding fog is transparent and enchanting.

"Yan Yan -"

Zhan Yan opened his mouth leisurely. There was an elegant but painful smile on his lips. His eyes were dark. The expected light was frozen a little bit by the cold, and his heart was dark and silent.

Seeing her like this, Jing Shaoqing sank slightly. Then he went forward to hold her and whispered in her ear, "Yan Yan, let's forget the past. Let's start over, OK? Let me take care of you!"

"But I don't want anyone except Fu Beichen!" zhanyan smiled faintly, and the white skin was a little transparent. The clear and empty eyes seemed to be full of starlight, but they were unusually cold.

In the dark night sky, Jing Shaoqing looked at Zhan Yan in front of him. He suddenly felt sad. He was so desperate to eradicate Fu Beichen. Was it right or wrong?