exclusive ex-wife

Chapter 532 Love is long but not happy: once in a lifetime, so far all the year round (end)

Love is long but not happy: once in a lifetime, so far all the year round (end)

"Zhou Jin. You don't need to say it."

When he said this, his voice was trembling unbelievably, and his juanli eyes became jerky.

Lan Mufei stood at the intersection in a daze, looking at Jun Ying who was close at hand, the light in her pupils was flickering, she was a little unsure if this was just another dream of hers.

Sijun let go of Lan Mufei's hand, took off the sunglasses on his face, looked at Louis Yingduo with a pair of royal blue eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of pride in his eyes.

When Louis Yingduo saw Sijun's eyes, he froze completely, and his mind "boomed" as if something exploded.

Heart trembling violently.

blue pupils...

Name: Sijun...

Standing beside him was the woman he had been thinking about day and night, all of this happened so quickly, he couldn't believe it, this was really not a dream!

"Fei...Fei'er..." The thinned lips trembled, and the trembling voice came out with difficulty, and the heartbeat was fast, as if it was going to pop out of the chest.

When Lan Mufei heard his hoarse voice, she suddenly smiled, and the mist that had originally filled her eyes gradually dissipated.

Stepping up her slender legs, she walked towards him step by step, her eyes fell on the house behind him, her expression was calm and calm, but there was an unconcealable excitement and joy of reunion in the light in her eyes.

Two years ago, she saw news of his divorce in the newspaper.

At that moment, I couldn't express my sorrow and joy.

She has learned to let go, and is used to living an indifferent and peaceful life with Sijun in this misty town. She never thought that one day he would get a divorce or start over.

His divorce was his choice, and she respected it, but she would not contact him, vaguely feeling that his heart should have the same feelings as hers.

After seven years, they are not the same as they were at the beginning, and they are not sure whether their affection for each other after seven years, whether the feelings and feelings from the past are still there, or have been diluted by the world of time, so Not much left.

During the seven years of separation, there were many, many things in the middle. It is not sure whether they really let go and don't care about it.

Lan Mufei stared at the house, Louis Yingdou couldn't take his eyes off, staring greedily at her side face. Compared with her 20 years old, now Lan Mufei has more elegant and quiet beauty of years, and is extremely charming.

At this moment, Louis Yingdou suddenly felt that he was still alive, as if he had returned to the age of 20. When he saw the girl who was excited, his palms were sweating nervously. There were many words in his mind that were denied. if.

After living for 46 years, he didn't know how to talk to women, and he really went back as he lived.

Lan Mufei finally shifted her eyes from the house to his handsome face, the bottom of her eyes and the tip of her brows were smudged with a light smile, more intoxicating than the spring breeze.

"Is it much different from the home you... imagined?" Louis Yingdou said nervously, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his fingers were stained with white paint, and he wiped his pants recklessly, looking a little embarrassed, but Does not affect the charm of his mature man.

It took him two years to build this house according to the picture she had drawn at the beginning. The decoration in the house, including the paint, was painted by himself.

All the furniture is according to her preferences, he draws and sends it to the factory for customization; even the trees planted by the roadside are her favorite cherry blossoms and holly.

The white fence, the white letter box, he couldn't find the morning glory seeds, so he had no choice but to use mandarin duck vines instead.

I'm afraid, she won't like it!
Lan Mufei pursed her thin lips lightly, with a half-smile, her gaze fell on the white mailbox beside him, the paint was still wet, and half of it hadn't been painted.

"Here..." She raised her arm and pointed to the mailbox, her voice was soft and elegant: "Be sure to write Scarlet Widow's Home."

Louis Yingduo's pupils constricted, and his eyes shifted from her face to her fingers, especially when he saw the simple ring on his ring finger, he couldn't restrain himself anymore.

Taking a step forward, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged her tightly, and kept tightening his arms, so tight that there was no gap, as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood.

Lan Mufei was strangled by him and could hardly breathe, but she couldn't bear to ask him to let go.

Such a picture, how many nights, the dream created by her subconscious, the things that she didn't dare to think about during the day, finally came true.

I used to think that I was going to age like this, but I didn't expect that my heart, which had been silent for seven years, could not help stirring up waves at the moment I saw him with my own eyes. Without the crazy lingering love of my youth, I longed to be with this person Hands watch the long stream of water.

Louis Yingdou's fingers covered the back of her head, and he rubbed her shoulder-length hair tenderly, "You've been waiting for me! What if I don't come back?"

Lan Mufei looked at the blue sky, it was so clear and transparent, it was as beautiful as a painting.

"I knew you would come, so I waited."

If he hadn't come, she could live a lifetime by guarding Sijun and their sweet memories!

Louis Yingzhi's heart was locked tightly, his arms were reluctantly released a little bit, and his lips brushed against her eyes, nose, lips, and his voice was hoarse: "I still owe you a word!"

Lan Mufei raised her head, bit her pink lips subconsciously, and silently watched his face that had not changed over the years, her heart was entangled with love, and the lake of her heart was overflowing with ripples.

It turns out that love really has nothing to do with age.

"I owe you the word 'I love you', let me use the rest of my life to repay you, and I will try my best to live to be a hundred years old." When Louis Yingduo said this, his eyes met her, incomparably Serious, affectionate.

He is 46 years old this year, and they can still be together for 54 years, and he will use the remaining 54 years to make up for the 16 years they missed!
There was mist in Lan Mufei's eyes, but she didn't let it out wantonly on her face. There was always a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was soft: "The most difficult period is when I left you at first, I often couldn't help but burst into tears; I really hope that there is a very powerful anti-virus software in my body, which can kill all my love for you at any time, so that when I leave you, I will not have any heartache and heartbreak!"

"The saddest moment is when I forget those things for a moment, thinking that you are still the same you, I love you, and I have reached the tip of my mouth, but I exhaled a cloud of air, and then I lowered my head and smiled at myself."

"The happiest moment is this moment, because we went around a lot and found that love is just a sentence 'So you are here too'"

Lan Mufei's long and slender arms actively embraced his neck, and the unprecedented happiness in this life bloomed in her heart, which was fragrant and fragrant.

If it weren't for the deep love at this moment, who would have doubted that the clouds that have lasted for many years were calm and breezy.

Louis Yingduo hugged her, why didn't he feel such emotion.

After leaving Paris two years ago, when he returned to Xixun, he never dared to set foot in the house full of their fond memories, and he didn't even want to touch anyone related to her.

He found this place and spent two years building this "home". Before that, he seemed like a rootless person, staying in hotels wherever he went.

In his heart, a place with her is home, a place without her is just a cold cage.

It never occurred to them that they lived in the same place for the past two years, but they had never met each other.

Do not!
Met once, two weeks ago.

That time when he heard the familiar ringtone on the street, he subconsciously thought it was her, but unfortunately he didn't catch up with her at that time, thinking it was just his hallucination.

But these two years were not wasted, because he had just divorced at that time, and it still needed time and precipitation.

The best part is when this "home" was just completed, the hostess of "home" came back.

"Fei, I have never felt as clean as I am now, even the air around me is clean." After all, he is not some earl, not someone's son, not someone's husband, but her widow!

The smug smile on Lan Mufei's lips grew stronger, and she looked sideways at Sijun who had already walked over and stood looking up at them.

"I solemnly introduce to you: Louis, your son, perennial!"

throughout the year?

Isn't your name Sijun?
Louis Yingduo was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, his expression was agitated, "I will look at it all my life, and I will be here all the time."

For this name, Sijun already understood what it meant. He was not as excited as other children when they saw their father for the first time. Meet mom!

In the end, he actually let himself go. I really don't know why such a fool deserves to be remembered by his mother. It is completely inconsistent with the tall and tall image of his father he longed for.

"All the year round... I'm dad." Louis Yingdou still remembered that he didn't like to talk to people with his head up, so he squatted down deliberately, reached out to hold his arm, and brought him in front of him.

Sijun's haughty little eyes seemed to be saying "Nonsense, of course I know you are my father!" He looked up at his mother——this father is different from what he thought, do you want it or not?

Lan Mufei squatted down beside Louis Yingduo, reached out and touched his head, "Stop pretending to be cool, dad is home, aren't you happy?"

Dad... is home!

Sijun's eyes met Louis Yingduo's nervous and expectant eyes. He had seen this face countless times on his mother's mobile phone and called it countless times; every time his mother was sad, every time someone else had a father , he very much hoped that this person could also be by his and his mother's side.

Now, he is really back, won't he leave again?

He has a father!

"Father..." With a very small sound, he threw his head into Louis Yingduo's arms, holding his neck tightly.

Louis Yingduo felt the hot and humid touch on his neck, his heart was flooded with water, and he let out a choked "um".

Lan Mufei watched their father and son recognize and embrace each other, there were no tears in her eyes, only a smile.

Her smile reflected into the bottom of his eyes, producing the same warmth and smile that fused and entangled, driving away the coldness and sadness that had been lingering in each other's lives for years.

He hugged his son in one hand and put his arm around her shoulders, as if he was embracing his whole world tightly.

The fragrance of flowers wafting from nowhere in the wind is fragrant...

Louis Indow's cell phone was ringing, it was the very old song.

Someone asked me, what is so good about you, after all these years, I still can't forget it.

No matter how beautiful the spring breeze is, it cannot compare to your smile. People who have never seen you will not understand.

……

It doesn't matter if it's the arrangement of fate, or it doesn't matter if it's your deliberate teasing.

However, all this is no longer important, I am willing to follow you to the ends of the earth.

……

This year, he was 46 years old. He had a wife like a flower and a son like a jade.

……

Who said: If you never forget, it may not really have an echo.No one has defeated the years, and only the ashes of time are left after the wind and clouds are gone.

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

……

Time goes back in black and white, nine years ago at the end of December, Monday went back, blurred, bleak, tangled like a film, the last picture slipped out of the camera flash, and the moment the shutter was frozen.

If it was that night 16 years ago, start the story again——

It turns out that love still hurts so much.

--------------(Finish)----------------

Young Master: This is the end of the part about Lan Mufei and the British widows!The next update is [Nianyao I don’t know how old the years are] Male lead: All the year round, female lead, I bah, it’s male lead No. 2: Jian Yao!Supporting roles: Lan Mufei, Ying widow.If you don't like to enter carefully, you must enter. The part about Jian Yao is a bit crooked.I don't like judging a child with an adult's eyes!
After that is Jane and Feng Chen's Xiao Fan, you can choose to order according to your preferences, thank you for following me as a self-willed author, you have worked hard this journey.Goodbye. O(∩_∩)O
(End of this chapter)