Meeting my ex-husband again, warm to the bone

Chapter 170 The Oak Tree and the Kapok Part 2
As a man, Xi Muyao didn't feel that Mu Wenshu was any better than him.As the president, with billions of dollars in his hands, ruthless, wise, and handsome, which woman would not be fascinated by him?Why, Lu Qingli only has Mu Wenshu in his heart?
Xi Muyao grabbed the chopsticks in his hand, put the vegetables into Lu Qingli's bowl, and asked in a calm manner; "Is there only one name? What else do you remember?"

Lu Qingli looked at him in confusion and shook his head.

Xi Muyao slowly induced, "For example, when did you meet? Oak, what did you do for you?"

Lu Qingli poked the rice in the bowl, frowned, and thought for a long time before replying: "I don't know, I can't remember. But I always feel that I have known this name for a long time, for such a long time in my life. It seems that from a From the very beginning, this person was by my side, accompanying me through every day of my life, for so long, so long. It was so long that I forgot everything, but I couldn’t forget this name.”

Xi Muyao hesitated to speak, bowed his head and ate a mouthful of rice, and said in a deep voice, "If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Let's eat, the food will be cold in a while."

Lu Qing nodded absently, said he was full before eating a few mouthfuls, and went to sit on the sofa.

On the TV screen directly opposite, other people's love for their children was tirelessly playing. Lu Qingli curled up in a corner of the sofa in a daze, his eyes drifted away, and his thoughts had long gone.

Xi Muyao brought the cut fruit in front of Lu Qingli, Lu Qingli came back to his senses and picked up two connected cherries from the fruit plate, and said thank you with a smile.

Lu Qingli was playing with the cherries in his hand. The bright red cherries were covered with crystal clear drops of water, which reflected colorful rays of light under the sunlight, making them extremely cute.Lu Qingli tore off one of them, bit it lightly, the moist cherry pulp slipped into his mouth, and the core was spit into the ashtray.

Lu Qingli's eyelashes trembled, and he said softly: "He once brought me cherries. Two cherries a day, no more, no less. He said that only when they are rare will they feel precious. If you eat enough at a time, you will never eat them again. There is that kind of anticipation and longing for the arrival of tomorrow. The feeling of waiting for him to open his palm every day, with two cherries in his palm, is different from the feeling of buying several catties of cherries, putting them in front of him, and eating them non-stop. .”

Xi Muyao smiled perfunctorily, and put the fruit plate on the coffee table, the sliced ​​apples bloomed on the transparent glass fruit plate like flowers. "What else do you remember?" Xi Muyao asked, but the tenderness in his voice became a little cold and hard.

He picked up a piece of apple, put it in his mouth, and chewed hard.

Lu Qingli closed his eyes and thought about it. After a while, the opened eyes were a little confused and lost, and he shook his head, "No more. His face is very blurry, so I can't see clearly."

When Lu Qingli mentioned the name Oak again, Xi Muyao just came out of the bathroom. He wiped his wet hair with a towel, walked to the sofa and sat down, took the remote control, and turned off the TV.

Lu Qingli blinked, and asked in confusion, "Why did you turn off the TV? I haven't finished watching it yet."

Xi Muyao threw the remote control in his hand back onto the coffee table, and said softly, "I have something to tell you."

"About what?" Lu Qingli obediently sat on the nearby sofa, looking at Xi Muyao with a slight light in his pupils.Her pink lips were slightly upturned, and her smooth and shiny black hair covered her shoulders. As she leaned forward slightly, a mischievous strand of hair slid down from behind her ears to her cheeks.

Xi Muyao clasped his hands together, tightened them, loosened them, and then clenched them again.Facing Lu Qingli like this, he was a little nervous.He turned his eyes away, staring at a box of toilet paper under the glass coffee table, and said in a deep voice, "The oak tree is gone."

It was a little difficult for him to say this sentence, but once he said it, it seemed that everything he was going to say afterward went smoothly.

Once we start lying, we have to fill up the loopholes in the last lie with countless lies.The more you speak, the more proficient you become.The more you say it, the more you believe it.

Lu Qingli opened his eyes wide and frowned slightly, "What? Who's gone?"

Lu Qingli didn't believe her ears, nor did she believe what Xi Muyao said. Her hands trembled slightly, she glanced at Xi Muyao, and turned her eyes away. She chuckled, "Stop talking nonsense. Who is gone. How could you Know the oak tree. How do you know the oak tree is gone. Don't talk about it."

The repetition of Lu Qingli's words showed that she half-believed Xi Muyao's words, but whether it was true or not, Lu Qingli refused to accept it from the bottom of her heart.

"He was in a car accident." Xi Muyao got up and sat next to Lu Qingli, holding her shoulders, "He left before he could reach the hospital."

Lu Qingli pushed him away violently, clenched his hands into small fists, and slammed on Xi Muyao's chest, tears streaming down his face, "Impossible, you lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me! I want to get out of here! "

Xi Muyao raised his hand to grab her back into his arms, and regardless of Lu Qingli's struggle and resistance, he forced her into his arms. "I know, I know you can't accept it for a while, but he is really gone. He is dead, and you have to accept this fact."

"Woooo..." Lu Qingli's fists on him began to weaken, her hands rested on Xi Muyao's chest, lying in his arms, weeping uncontrollably, "Impossible...how could he die? He said he would never leave me alone. He won't just die."

Xi Muyao didn't speak, but just patted the palm on Lu Qingli's back lightly and regularly to comfort Lu Qingli. At this time, the more he comforted Lu Qingli, the more Lu Qingli would be immersed in pain and unable to extricate himself. .When she is tired from crying and all her emotions are vented, everything will not be so thorny.

Just like that, Lu Qingli lay on Xi Muyao's shoulders, weeping silently at the beginning, crying loudly later, and finally crying dry of tears, and his voice gradually weakened.

She shyly pushed Xi Muyao away, took a tissue to wipe her tears, and waited for her emotions to calm down.

"Who are you?" Lu Qingli had already calmed down, but it was very different from the timidity and shyness before.Her peaceful, sharp gaze and calm tone gave Xi Muyao the illusion for a moment that Lu Qingli had returned, and she had returned to the original Lu Qingli, who was aloof and desolate, who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

After being dazed for a moment, Xi Muyao raised his eyes to meet Lu Qingli's, and told her very seriously, "I am your ex-husband."

Lu Qingli was slightly taken aback, she guessed that Xi Muyao must know her, otherwise those people wouldn't let her stay here.No one would indulge in every possible way to another stranger for no reason.However, she did not expect that Xi Muyao said that he was her ex-husband.She is married.What about oak trees?Did Oak leave before or after her wedding?Why did she want to marry Xi Muyao?

Because of this sentence, Lu Qingli's mind immediately felt like a switch was activated, countless questions came one after another, were thrown on the surface, and urgently needed to be answered.

Xi Muyao raised his hand, then put it down embarrassingly.The current Lu Qingli is not someone who can casually raise his hand to touch the top of his head.She exudes a cold aura that not only does not allow strangers to enter, no matter who it is, she can't get close.

Lu Qingli felt her throat starting to feel dry. She picked up the glass on the tea table, took a sip, and raised her hand to put the loose hair behind her ears.

She pursed her lips, "You are my ex-husband, why did we divorce?"

"Because during that time, there were problems with my company's operations, and there were traitors within the company, and I was facing a big crisis. I almost couldn't get through it at the time. Your father didn't like me either. He didn't want you to suffer with me, and let you You worked so hard to bear the debt with me. So..."

Lu Qingli opened her mouth, but didn't say a word. She had no memory of these things at all, and even when Xi Muyao said them, she couldn't recall any relevant scenes and pictures.

However, the sadness and sorrow on the face of the man in front of her was so profound that it instantly dispelled the trace of doubt in her heart.

Lu Qingli couldn't help but raised his hand to pat Xi Muyao's shoulder to show comfort.She said apologetically, "I'm sorry..."

Xi Muyao put his hand on Lu Qingli's, and held it tightly in his palm. Lu Qingli's palm was warm and cold, and a thin layer of sweat broke out. "It's okay, it's all over. I can still see you now, and I'm very content with being by my side."

"And BOBO." Xi Muyao looked at Lu Qingli, frowned, and asked worriedly, "How is the child recently?"

Lu Qing was startled, the child he saw in the hospital?She asked back in disbelief, "What child?"

"BOBO, Bai Zhou." Xi Muyao took out his phone, swiped the screen a few times, found a photo of BOBO's hundredth day, and said softly, "This was taken on his hundredth day, after you took the child away , I haven’t been able to see him for a long time. It is said that children grow up fast and change every day. I don’t know what BOBO looks like now.”

Lu Qingli took Xi Muyao's phone and looked at the baby on the screen, it was indeed the one he saw in the hospital.But why, she definitely didn't want to hug him.Without the impulse of blood and motherhood, to take care of him?He is her son, the flesh that fell from her body, the child she labored to give birth to after she was pregnant for ten months!
Lu Qingli's fingers moved slightly, the photos on the screen slid past, and a photo of her wearing a white off-the-shoulder dress with Xi Muyao in his arms appeared in front of her eyes.

Lu Qingli suddenly let go of his hand, and the phone slipped from his palm and landed on the carpet with a muffled sound.She pressed her head hard, her brows were tightly furrowed, and the feeling of scalp tightening came to her.It was as if a net was put on her head, and someone kept tightening the net and squeezing her brain hard, and she was about to be squeezed to burst. "It hurts!"

Lu Qingli couldn't sit still any longer, and fell directly from the sofa, leaning on the sofa, sitting on the carpet, curled up into a ball. "pain……"

Lu Qingli kept screaming for pain, bead-sized beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and slowly slid down the upper edge of his eyes.Xi Muyao quickly hugged her in his arms, pulled her hands down, put them between her legs, and bound her tightly.His slow and firm fingers pressed Qingli's temples, rubbing them gently.The deep voice is sexy, gorgeous and extraordinarily charming, "Hey, keep your head empty. Do you want to eat fruit? Apples or bananas? Do you want to go to the bubble bath to relax? The weather is fine outside, let me take you out to see the scenery? "

Xi Muyao chattered endlessly in Lu Qingli's ear, and Lu Qingli didn't calm down until his mouth became parched.

There were crystal clear teardrops hanging on her long black eyelashes, which shone colorfully under the light.The eyelashes trembled violently, and the crystal tears fell on the cheeks and broke into several petals.She asked in a trembling voice, "The child belongs to both of us?"

Xi Muyao looked at her head, slowly wiped away the tears on her cheeks with warm and dry fingertips, and nodded firmly.

(End of this chapter)