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

Chapter 355 Ex-husband’s Will 1
In the evening, Fu Yu came to the cemetery wearing sunglasses.

It was drizzling and breezy, but he didn't hold an umbrella, letting the cold rain drizzle him all over his body. The man who had always been carefree suddenly became depressed.

He took off his sunglasses, his clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes stained red. He lit a cigarette, took a long drag, and coughed repeatedly.

Fu Yu and Zhao Xu have not been idle these days.

As Yu Jinwen's best brothers and comrades-in-arms during his lifetime, the two of them sent him off on his last journey and arranged his funeral affairs properly.

Zhao Xu watched Yu Jinwen die in front of him, but Fu Yu couldn't even see him for the last time. When he saw him, it was in the cold morgue.

The old metaphor has really turned into an old dried fish.

"We used to be in the army and experienced so many difficult missions. We escaped from death countless times and had many encounters with the god of death. We survived all of them."

Fu Yu puffed out the snow-white smoke and coughed again, his voice unspeakably hoarse, "I didn't expect that he just left like this, without even saying hello to me. It's his grandma's fault."

Nan Song squatted in front of the tombstone. Yu Jinwen in the photo had a serious face and a pair of beautiful, narrow eyes, dark and deep, as if he had a lot to say.

It's a pity that they will never hear it again.

Fu Yu couldn't hear his "goodbye".

She also never heard his "sorry" again.

It was raining heavily, Luo Junheng and others sent Mr. Nan back, while Nan Song got into Fu Yu's car and wanted to have a drink with him.

Luo Junheng frowned, but in the end he didn't stop him. He just said: "Pay attention to yourself and don't vomit bile out again."

Nan Song said no.

Quan Yeqian gave Fu Yu a warning look, "Take care of her for me."

It was rare that Fu Yu didn't quarrel with Quan Yeqian, "Don't worry. I'll send her back before nine o'clock."

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I found a music bar, and when I entered, a resident singer was talking about guitar and singing folk songs.

There weren't many people in the bar, so it was quite quiet.

Fu Yu wanted to order Nan Song some low-alcohol fruit wine, but Nan Song glared at him and ordered red wine instead.

She didn't come to taste wine with him, but to get drunk.

After downing a large glass of red wine, Fu Yu stretched out his hand to stop her, "Drink less. If you drink yourself to death, you will really die in love with Lao Yu."

The words "die for love" made Nan Song unable to hold back. He vomited all over the floor, choked on the wine, and coughed violently.

"Hey, tell me about you..."

Fu Yu walked over and patted her on the back, took out two tissues and handed them to her, and wiped her mouth.

The waiter came over and wiped the floor with a mop. Fu Yu gave him a tip of 200 yuan and thanked him.

As he spoke, a smell of tobacco came over him.

Nan Song lit up a cigarette and puffed away, looking drunk and corrupted, which was very unlike her.

Fu Yu took a deep look at her, feeling as if he had seen her again half a year ago when he first saw her in the water and clouds, that little wild cat with sad eyes and a wanton and indulgent appearance.

From beginning to end, it was only Yu Jinwen who could turn her into this.

"What are you trying to do?"

Fu Yu said: "After Lao Yu left, you let yourself go? Or do you regret it?"

Nan Song raised his eyebrows and stared at him with a pair of red and cold eyes.

"Regret what?"

Fu Yu: "I regret not forgiving him."

He looked at Nan Song with a slight lump in his throat, "You still love him, right?"

Nan Song smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

A beam of light flashed over and shook her eyes, causing her eyes to burn. She squinted slightly and her vision became blurry.

Everyone is already dead, and there is no point in worrying about whether to love or not.

She just didn't expect him to die.

The power of death is so great that it makes a person disappear completely from the lives of a group of people, and walk away willfully, regardless of the consequences.When a person dies, everything seems to become lighter and lighter.

People no longer want to think about his bad qualities, but instead recall his good qualities. The harm he caused in the past seems to have suddenly become lighter and gone with the wind and light.

The music stopped for a while, and someone asked for a song, and they asked for a classic old song, "Ten Years."

A familiar melody sounded.

"If those two words didn't tremble, I wouldn't find myself feeling uncomfortable. No matter how I said them, it was just a breakup.

If there are no requirements for tomorrow, holding hands is like traveling. There are thousands of doors, and there is always one person who has to go first..."

There is always one person who has to go first.

The cigarette held between Nan Song's fingers shook slightly and burned his fingers.

It also burned her heart.

This song is so familiar that during the chorus, the guests at the bar even started singing along.

"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, and we were still the same, walking by the side of a stranger, walking the familiar streets..."

And Nan Song, unconsciously, burst into tears.

She remembered a novel she once read, which happened to be called "The Ten Years I Loved You Most".

There is a sentence in it, "The gentle wind from the south cannot withstand the cold from the north."

It was she who brought tenderness to Yu Jinwen, and what he gave her in return was coldness.

Later, when he wanted to be gentle to her, she blocked it all with cold armor, isolating himself into a world that he could not step through.

In the end, when you hurt others, you hurt yourself.

In relationships, it's always about cause and effect.

Whatever you sow, so will the fruit, you can only receive it.

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Nan Song was not drunk tonight, she just felt a little cold and...unprecedentedly tired.

Heart is empty.

Fu Yu found a driver and was about to take Nan Song into the car when a black Bentley stopped at the door of the bar. The window rolled down and it was Luo Junheng's plain face.

"boarding."

Still don't worry.

Bai Luyu got out of the car and put a large shawl around Nan Song. He smelled the smell on her body and couldn't help frowning, "Not only did you drink, but you also smoked?"

But looking at his little sister's pale face, he couldn't bear to blame her. He just glared at Fu Yu fiercely and helped her get into the car.

Fu Yu stood at the door of the bar, watching the Bentley drive slowly into the night, and felt a chill in his heart.

He raised his eyes and looked at the night sky. There were few stars in the sky tonight, and the night was as dark as ink.

The phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up without looking. A clear female voice sounded on the phone, "Brother Fa Cai, are you okay?"

Fu Yu stared at the night sky and suddenly said quietly, "Do you think that after death, people will really become stars in the sky?"

The other side answered him categorically: "Yes!"

As soon as Nan Song got in the car, her cell phone rang. It was a call from Yu Fengjiao.

She picked up, "Aunt Yu."

Yu Fengjiao said on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Song, is it convenient for you to come to the old house tonight?"

"it is good."

Nan Song came down first and asked with concern, "Are grandpa and grandma feeling unwell?"

"No."

Yu Fengjiao's voice was indescribably old, as if she was trying to control her emotions, and she said hoarsely: "Ajin left a will and mentioned you."

(End of this chapter)