Dear President, take it easy

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future." Zhou Chuyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said with a dry smile.

Hearing her answer, Ou Xiangbei's heart twitched.

"Honey, don't be with others, I'm afraid I'll go crazy." He held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to embed her hand deeply into his own.

"When we go through the formalities, we will all be free people. You have no right to control me, and I have no right to control you."

The temperature of his palm was so warm that she was attached to it.

She didn't take her hand away, but let him hold it.

Ou Xiangbei took a deep breath, and then poured it out slowly, saying: "Even if we get divorced, I will not give up on you. You have been waiting for me for the last ten years, and I will wait for you for the next ten years."

He said affectionately, without a trace of falsehood.

At this moment, she clearly felt that the softest part of her heart had been touched by something.

She had humbled her love for the man in front of her for ten years.

If it was before, when she heard his words, she would definitely run towards him without hesitation.

However, it's really too late now.

After being covered in bruises, she had already lost the courage to love him and trust him.

"Our divorce and my abortion, don't tell the parents of both parties. After we finish the formalities, we will find an opportunity to tell them..." Zhou Chuyu looked at him with a sniff, and forced a forced smile.

"Well, I see."

"When I recover, we will go through the formalities."

Ou Xiangbei looked at her, his lips seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

After a long time, he said with red eyes, "Okay."

"If you have nothing to do, you can go back. It's getting late, so drive carefully on the road." Zhou Chuyu said again.

"Okay." Ou Xiangbei frowned and stood up, reluctantly leaving the ward.

After he left, Zhou Chuyu picked up the divorce agreement he signed again, and looked at the three big characters at the end - Ou Xiangbei, and his heart twitched again.

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After returning home from the hospital, Ou Xiangbei walked to the messy coffee table listlessly and sat down.

He didn't know whether it was because the winter night was too cold or the room was too empty. At this moment, he felt that he had nothing to settle down in his heart.

"After losing it, I realized that it is better to have a virtuous wife than having three thousand in the harem." Ou Xiangbei smiled wryly and said to himself.

"I want to fly higher~ fly higher~"

The ringing of the mobile phone broke the silence of the room.

He took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the word 'coolness', he immediately picked it up.

"Hello, Liangyi, are you back from England?"

"No, I have something to do here. I haven't finished it yet. I can't go back to China for the time being. I heard from my sister-in-law that you and Sister Chuyu are going to divorce, so I will call you to ask."

"Well, I've already signed the agreement. We'll go through the formalities when she recovers." Ou Xiangbei pinched his brows wearily, leaning on the soft backrest, and said.

"Is it really irreparable?" Liang Yi asked.

"Well, I hurt her completely this time, but even if I get divorced, I won't give up on her. Well, I won't tell you for now. I'm tired and want to go up and rest."

After hanging up the phone, Ou Xiangbei got up and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, the darkness that entered his eyes made him shiver involuntarily.

Turned on the light, but Zhou Chuyu's beautiful and peaceful sleeping face could no longer be seen on the bed.

Without taking off his clothes, he walked directly to the bed and lay down.

He stretched out his hand and touched the empty space beside him.

The coolness at the fingertips is like a knife, piercing deeply into the heart...

He closed his eyes, trying to force himself to sleep, but couldn't.

The scenes from acquaintance, to marriage, to separation reappeared in his mind again and again, and he was almost suffocated due to the torment.

Before this, he never knew that losing her would make his heart hurt.

"Ou Xiangbei, you only realized your heart after you lost it. Do you think you are a bitch...!" He slapped himself hard and cursed.

Tonight is doomed to sleepless.

He got up, walked to the wine cabinet, and opened a bottle of red wine.

He took a goblet, walked to the coffee table, and sat down.

Pour yourself wine glass by glass.

Then booze one after another.

The wine smells fragrant, but it is extremely bitter in the mouth.

Such bitterness almost made him burst into tears.

If there is really someone who sells regret medicine in the world, he is willing to exchange his life for that one.

After drinking a whole bottle of wine, he was still extremely sober.

Thinking of what he did not only cost him his wife, but also his own child, he hated himself to the core.

The hand holding the body of the cup suddenly tightened.

"Bang..." In an instant, the exquisite goblet turned into powder in his hand.

The shards dug deep into the palm.

Bright red blood flowed out bit by bit.

On the snow-white carpet, there are delicate and charming roses blooming.

Ignoring the wound, he took a deep breath and completely collapsed on the sofa.

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half a month later.

After completing the divorce procedures, Ou Xiangbei and Zhou Chuyu walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a divorce certificate.

At the door, Zhou Chuyu put the divorce certificate in his hand into his bag, and then took out a thick cowhide notebook from the bag, and put it in Ou Xiangbei's palm.

"I have recorded all the dishes and methods you like in this book. In the future, if you want to eat, you can follow this method. Usually go out with friends and drink less alcohol. No matter how lazy you are in the morning, you must have breakfast , and don’t kick the quilt when you sleep at night, so as not to catch a cold.”

Zhou Chuyu spoke word by word, on the surface the clouds were calm, but in his heart, the wind was already surging.

Holding the thick notebook in his hand, listening to her nagging full of concern, his heart ached again.

He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms domineeringly: "My wife..."

"Also, you have to learn to change your words now, I am no longer your wife..." Just as she finished speaking, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

"In my heart, you will always be my wife." He hugged her tightly, wishing to rub her into his body.

"Ou Xiangbei, if you meet a good woman again, settle down, don't make her sad, don't play anymore, we are past the age where we can squander our youth..."

Her words made Ou Xiangbei's heart ache.

She is the most beautiful scenery in his life, except for her, he will never stop for anyone...

"Except for the honeymoon, I hardly left you with any good memories. Now let's temporarily forget the fact that we are divorced and have a good time, okay? Just today, you will be my wife again, I will Be your husband again, and then we will formally bid farewell to the past..." Ou Xiangbei reluctantly pushed her away who was full of tears, and asked.