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

"Yan Yan, four years ago --"

Before he could say it, Zhan Yan interrupted him, "Mr. Fu, it has been four years. I don't want to mention it again unless you want me to hate you more!"

"Yan Yan, we won't talk about the past, okay? Let's start over!"

"Start over?" Zhan Yan smiled sadly. "Do you think it's possible to start over?"

"Yes... We can start over, Yan Yan, I will let you go again..."

A burst of tearing pain rose in my heart in vain, and my body was stiff and sad.

She clenched her lips and didn't want to expose her true feelings: "Fu Beichen, what if you don't want to let go? Don't forget that we're divorced, and if you don't let go, it will only make me hate you more!"

“……”

"Fu Beichen, do you know how much I hate you?" Zhan Yan refused to let her go, and her dark eyes were cold. "But that was something that happened. I've figured it out over the years. Hate or love, what can I do? What I've lost has been lost and can't come back! All I want is an ordinary life..."

"Stop talking!"

A burst of tearing pain in his heart, and Fu Beichen's body was stiff with a sad smell.

"Yan Yan, I know it's been four years since I hurt you. You've been gone for four years, and I've missed you for four years. What do you want me to do, so you can forgive me?!"

"Forgive?" Zhan Yan suddenly smiled gently, like an evil angel. "I said I don't hate you, so there's no forgiveness, but I don't want to see you again. It's true!"

Zhan Yan ignored him and was ready to open the door and leave.

However, at the moment of her departure, a strong arm hugged her tightly——

Fu Beichen stretched out his hand and gently hugged her with a very light and soft hug, as if he were holding a fragile glass doll. His touch was so careful.

"Don't go... Don't leave me..."

"What are you doing? Let go of me!!" Zhan Yan felt the pain and said loudly, with the same calm and indifferent tone as at the beginning, "Fu Beichen, let go of me -"

But Fu Beichen hugged Zhan Yan in his arms and hugged her tightly. He refused to let go any more. He was stubborn like a child and refused to let go of her any more.

A drop of crystal tears suddenly fell from the air and fell on the white and flawless cheek, slowly sliding down

He cried. The tears seemed to have accumulated in his heart for a long time. They came from his heart that stopped beating. They echoed in the open night and looked so sad and desolate.

"It's my fault... I failed you... You can beat me, scold me... It doesn't even matter to hate me... I just beg you, don't leave, okay? Yan, four years have been enough to separate..."

His tears fell on the nest of his face and neck. She stood there blankly and let him hold her tightly.

Zhan Yan felt the temperature, and the attachment in her heart became stronger and stronger, more and more, overwhelming, which could almost destroy all her disguises.

She suddenly felt a burst of panic. She was afraid that the pain four years ago would be staged again. She was hurt to pieces by him again, and then licked the wound alone.