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

Fu Beichen, a few steps away, looked at her quietly. His eyes were as clear and shining as diamonds, as if they were full of love that could not be abandoned forever.

Dark hair looks particularly bright in the sun

They just stood quietly

Fu Beichen looked at her, but Zhan Yan looked up at the dead leaves on the tree. Their eyes were as bright as stars

A line of clear tears crossed zhanyan's face

"Yan Yan..."

Zhan Yan turned to look at him, and the pain in her heart drowned her thinking.

When she wanted to see him, he was not with her; When she didn't want to see him, he didn't expect to appear beside her and see her in pain. Was he really so happy?

Zhan Yan took his eyes away from him, so indifferent that he couldn't see a trace of sadness: "how did you come here?"

Fu Beichen suddenly felt heartache and suffocated. He could not see any brilliance in her cold face, and her skin was almost transparent.

"When will you come home with me?"

"Home?!"

Zhan Yanyou's long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was indifferent, "which home are you going back to? Is it Fu's house?"

“……”

"Why, can't you speak?" zhanyan's mouth slowly tilted upward, showing a trace of sarcastic radian. "You let me go home? Is it still my home? Fu Beichen, when I chose to leave, I didn't want to go back. I'm very satisfied with my life now. I'm very happy every day, and I don't want to live my previous life!"

Fu Beichen's body was stiff, and he stepped back a few steps. The sad atmosphere immediately spread: "Yan Yan, why do I have to hurt each other like this? Can't I go back to the past?"

"Before?!" Zhan Yan suddenly smiled gently, gently, like a beautiful and clean angel, "do you think we can go back?"

Fu Beichen's eyes were dark, and his dark eyes were stained with dark color.

He knew she hated herself!

But in the past four years, he has never forgotten her, never.

"As long as... As long as you..."

"As long as I am how? Is it as long as I am obedient as before, obediently manipulated by you and pretending to be deaf and dumb, so that we can go back to the past?" Zhan Yan looked at him indifferently, his eyes were silent, and a sad smile appeared on his lips: "Fu Beichen, what do you think I am?"

The leaves fall one after another and fall around them in the wind.

Fu Beichen's stunning and gorgeous face is still so tempting, emitting a poppy like breath, which makes people unable to stop their degradation.

"Yan Yan, you know what? I miss you very much. From the moment you left me, I began to miss you. Sometimes I wonder how much I miss someone. Now I really know that acacia is like fire and deep into the bone marrow. That's what I mean!"

On his beautiful face, a touch of sadness that no one felt turned into reality, and his eyes were sad: "really? Just do you think I will believe you? Mr. Fu, sometimes, it's better not to be too confident!"

"Yan Yan..."

"That's enough. You don't have to call me Yan Yan any more. Mr. Fu, we can't go back. I think Sheng Qingqing is good. It's good to match you!"

Zhan Yan lowered her eyelids. Her eyes were no longer clear. Vaguely, she seemed to hear those wonderful promises.