After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 351 The ex-husband is really dead
"Boom" a thunderous roar, a thunderous sound.

The pouring rain brought humidity to the entire Nancheng. It was autumn and the weather was gradually getting colder.

Nan Song almost didn't sleep all night. She sat by the window, wrapped in a shawl, looking at the rain pouring down outside, and really wanted to go out and take a good shower.

There were two bottles of foreign wine on the floor, Irish whiskey with a high alcohol content.

She actually doesn't have a good drinking tolerance. She gets drunk easily after drinking a little, and even makes a fool of herself when she's drunk.

But today I don’t know why, the more I drink, the more awake I become.

In fact, she wanted to get drunk, and when she was drunk, she fell asleep.

It’s so sad to be awake.

This sadness comes in a strange way.

It's like a heart soaked in bitter melon juice, feeling indescribably bitter and feeling indescribably empty.

The originally heavy heart seemed to have been suddenly hollowed out, and the wind kept pouring into it. She could even hear the whistling wind, floating back and forth in her heart.

It was scraping back and forth, and even the chambers and ventricles of my heart were throbbing with pain.

There was a knock on the door of the room, and Bai Luyu poked his head in, holding a tray in his hand.

Behind him, figures stood one after another, stretching their necks to look inside.

As soon as he opened the door, the brothers in the room, which smelled strongly of alcohol, all frowned.

"Go in." Ji Yun, who was standing behind him, pushed Bai Luyu.

Bai Luyu walked towards Nan Song with the tray and said cautiously, "Xiao Liu, don't drink so much wine. It's so uncomfortable. Drink some honey water to warm your stomach."

He Shen and Ji Yun followed and walked in, "Yes, Xiao Liu, how can we just drink wine? Eat something."

Quan Yeqian followed silently, without speaking, looking at the pale face of the younger sister, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Nan Song did not ignore anyone, turned his head, looked at his brothers, and opened his lips lightly.

"I'm not hungry. I will eat when I am."

The brothers were at a loss and couldn't force her, so they all turned back to look at the eldest brother who came in last.

Luo Junheng: "Let it go, I'll watch her eat it."

He waved his hand, and Bai Luyu and others looked at Nan Song worriedly, and then went out.

Several people also felt heavy in their hearts.

After Yu Jinwen's death, Nan Song was like a robot that had lost electricity. Their little sun became melancholy, and the whole family became deserted and felt an indescribable depression.

Everything is like going back to the time when my mother and little dad passed away in a car accident three and a half years ago.

For nearly a month, Nan Song's eyes were red and swollen.

Death built insurmountable mountains in her heart, freezing her living heart.

They all know what role Yu Jinwen plays in their little sister's life.

They will always remember how excited they were when they mentioned Yu Jinwen's Xiao Nansong, as if he was her dream and the light in her life.

Of course they were jealous and teased her more than once, but they also sincerely wanted her to be happy.

Some people are unable to have love throughout their lives, so having someone they truly love is of course a blessing.Therefore, when Yu Jinwen had a car accident, she staged a "fake death" and went to Beicheng, marrying him without hesitation. They originally opposed it, but they were not firm enough to stop her.

If they had known that many things would happen later, even if she would hate them, they would never have agreed to her staying with him for those three years.

It's a pity that without if, time will never go back. Perhaps, this is the so-called fate.

Bai Luyu also felt a little sour, "To be honest, I'm quite sad too. Although Yu Jinwen was not good to our Xiaoliu during that marriage, he really wanted to make up for it during his lifetime, and even risked his life..."

He choked and couldn't speak anymore.

Ji Yun's eyes were filled with sadness, "Perhaps, he wanted to compensate in this way. It's just that people cannot be resurrected after death, and the price paid is too high. In fact, they could have been fine."

Quan Yeqian took a long puff of cigarette, his eyes cast a shadow.

"What's the point of talking about this now? Everyone is dead. No matter what he did to Xiao Liu during his lifetime, it's all over. The most important thing now is that Xiao Liu can get back on his feet."

He Shen sighed softly, "It's hard. A man she loved for ten years took up half of her life for more than 20 years, and it ended in this way. Who can bear it? "

The four brothers sighed at the same time, feeling sad for Yu Jinwen and even more sad for Nan Song.

Their Xiaoliu is really too difficult...

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"eat something."

Luo Junheng said to Nan Song: "Drinking on an empty stomach hurts your stomach. You are a doctor. You don't need me to give you popular science and health knowledge, right?"

Nan Song didn't want to eat, but looking at his elder brother's face, he picked up the honey water and drank it.

Just halfway through drinking it, my stomach started to churn.

She stood up suddenly, covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom, vomiting violently.

She vomited out all the wine she drank. She didn't eat anything and had nothing to vomit. It was all sour water and she almost vomited out bile.

A big hand gently rubbed her back, Luo Junheng handed over the water glass and asked her to rinse her mouth.

After vomiting, my brain became much clearer, but Keren's face became even uglier.

"Brother," Nan Song spoke softly, with a pale and weak smile on his face, "I thought I was just dreaming. Now that I woke up from the dream, I realized that he was really dead."

Completely left her.

Luo Junheng felt a pain in his heart, but the expression on his face remained indifferent, "Death may not be a relief sometimes. Rather than continue to torture each other, it is better to say goodbye in this way."

"But he didn't even say goodbye."

Nan Song's voice was weak, like a terminally ill patient with no strength at all, "What kind of farewell is this?"

Luo Junheng was silent and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he said slowly: "Sometimes you don't say goodbye, but maybe you still have something to think about. When your sister-in-law left, she said goodbye to me with a smile. She said she didn't blame me."

Luo Junheng frowned slightly, and the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, "But I don't blame myself every day."
Nan Song raised his eyes and looked at Luo Junheng. Because of his words, tears fell again unsatisfactorily.

The rain outside is still miserable, hitting the glass windows like hitting people's hearts.

"We have to survive after all, because we still have family members who love us, and there are still many responsibilities to fulfill."

Luo Junheng stretched out his hand and shook Nan Song's shoulder. He no longer regarded her as a child, but as an adult. "Time will heal everything. What we have to do is to keep moving forward and don't look back."

(End of this chapter)