Cold Ex-husband So Clingy

If Xia Fu hadn't met Fu Ningyan, he really wanted to grasp Fu ninghan's relationship. But there are always so many helplessness in the world. Reason tells Xia Zhichuan that he can no longer continue this feeling.

"Brother Chuan, I can't be as calm as you. I only know that if you love someone, you should use your whole body to pursue him. Cherish the time together and cherish the days together. It's not like you. It's easy to break up because of a little thing. This is disrespect for me and this relationship. If you don't even strive for your own happiness, what's the meaning of living! " Fu ninghan had no strength to stand. She just felt that her body had lost its center of gravity and her head was dizzy. She spread out and sat on the cold floor.

At the moment, the indoor air seems to be frozen, making people feel goose bumps and cold from inside to outside. There was a light rain outside the window. The raindrops fell on the window and Fu ninghan's heart.

"Xiao Han, don't do this." Xia Zhichuan got up and hugged Fu ninghan on the ground, trying to put her on the sofa.

Unexpectedly, Fu ninghan suddenly began to struggle, "don't touch me again! Since you have proposed to break up, why should you be good to me! If you still like me, take back the breakup! " Fu ninghan struggled violently and kept beating Xia Zhichuan with a powder fist. Tears flowed like disobedience. Fu ninghan broke Xia Zhichuan's heart with a crying voice.

Xia Zhichuan carefully puts Fu ninghan on the sofa. If Fu ninghan can relieve his grief by beating him, he is willing to let Fu ninghan grow up.

"You liar, are all your words and vows false?" Fu ninghan curled up on the sofa. Her scattered hair made her face invisible. The body twitched with crying, and the thin body shrank on the sofa like an innocent kitten. The sad atmosphere is obvious at a glance. Fu ninghan cries and asks Xia Zhichuan.

Xia Zhichuan sat silently on the floor against the sofa, and Fu ninghan's words penetrated into his heart. Xia Zhichuan's eyes were already red. He reached out and took a cigarette from the table. Trembling, he felt for the lighter from his pocket.

Lit the cigarette, Xia Zhichuan took a deep breath. Then a cloud of white smoke came out of his mouth and curled up. The faint smell of tobacco immediately dispersed in the house, like the two people's lonely and silent sadness.

Xia Zhichuan couldn't answer Fu ninghan's question. If you continue to quarrel, it will increase your sadness too much. It's better to enjoy the time between them quietly. After smoking this cigarette, they will have no relationship anymore.

Xia Zhichuan looked at a photo on the table. Fu ninghan's smile in the photo was as bright as spring, as if everything had lost color next to her. Xia Zhichuan sat behind her. It was the first group photo taken by Fu ninghan playfully in memory of the two. Fu ninghan printed out the photos and ordered Xia Zhichuan never to replace the place where the photos were placed.

Now he personally destroyed this happiness. He took the initiative to enter Fu ninghan's world. Now he is the first to leave. Xia Zhichuan is powerless in the face of Fu ninghan who is still crying.

He is willing to become Fu ninghan's last friend and watch her continue to live. Until one day I saw her find a person who loved Fu ninghan more than him, and regarded Fu ninghan as a treasure like him. Then Xia Zhichuan will completely disappear from Fu ninghan's world and never appear again.

I don't know how long later, Fu ninghan's cry gradually disappeared. Fu ninghan realized Xia Zhichuan's determination this time and understood the huge gap between them. She is not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles ahead. She is only afraid to loosen her hand when she says to loosen it. Giving up a relationship easily is probably the most unforgivable sin in the world!

Fu ninghan gradually calmed down and realized that he was unable to recover now.

"Brother Chuan, take me home." Fu ninghan opens his mouth with a thick nasal voice and arranges his tears and crying hair. Fu ninghan gradually calms down.

Xia Zhichuan's cigarette had been burned out long ago, leaving ashes all over the ground.

"OK, I'll get the key." Xia Zhichuan was calm and relieved to hear Fu ninghan's voice. After wiping away the tears still hanging in the corners of his eyes, Xia Zhichuan got up and went to the room. It was raining outside. He had to add a coat to Fu ninghan.

Without words, Xia Zhichuan sat in the driver's seat and focused on driving. Fu ninghan sits in the back seat. The rain outside the window is still pattering. Pedestrians are walking in a hurry. Occasionally, several people without umbrellas are running on the road.

"Brother Chuan, it rained when we first met," Fu ninghan said leisurely. His face was sad but weak, and his red and swollen eyes seemed to be telling what had just happened.

"Yes, I brought you a dress. You'll get off and take it later. Don't catch a cold when it's cold. Remember to go back to the hospital on time for rehabilitation in the future. If you need any help, just ask me. " Xia Zhichuan glanced in the rearview mirror and looked at the calm Fu ninghan.

Fu ninghan has been sent home too many times, but this time Xia Zhichuan found this road so difficult. He slowed down and only hoped that the time could be slower. It was also a comfort to stay with Fu ninghan for another second.

The car soon drove to the downstairs of Fu ninghan's house. Xia Zhichuan, as always, got out of the car and opened the door for Fu ninghan, ready to hold her down. The action was almost done at one go.

"Brother Chuan, since we have broken up, we don't have to do this anymore." Fu ninghan opened Xia Zhichuan's hand and said coldly to Xia Zhichuan.

Xia Zhichuan's hand was still in place. He only felt a burst of sadness and pain pouring out from the bottom of his heart. Xia Zhichuan smiled awkwardly and took back his empty hands.

Fu ninghan got out of the car slowly. Because his right foot couldn't exert force, he had to hold the door and fall to the ground slowly. Xia Zhichuan tried to help Fu ninghan several times, but she refused.

The person who offered to break up was Xia Zhichuan. Now he has to be so considerate to her. No one can accept it calmly.

"Well, I'm home. Go back, too." Fu ninghan, holding an umbrella, coldly ordered Xia Zhichuan to leave. His eyes were completely indifferent after grief.

"Xiao Han, take your clothes. Don't catch a cold." Xia Zhichuan saw that Fu ninghan didn't take the clothes he had prepared for her, so he took out his clothes and prepared to put them on Fu ninghan.

"That's enough. You don't have to care about me any more. If you really care about me, you won't break up. Now I have agreed and accepted your breakup. I think there is no relationship between us. You don't have to worry about me anymore. You have time to care more about your summer daughter! " Fu ninghan reached out and knocked off Xia Zhichuan's clothes, which fell to the ground and splashed with water.

"Xiao Han, how did you become like this. After breaking up, I can also care about you. We are still friends. " Xia Zhichuan could only smile bitterly and shake his head when he saw that Fu ninghan, who was usually gentle and considerate, turned into this picture.

"You take care of yourself!" Fu ninghan left a word and limped upstairs.

Xia Zhichuan stood where he was and didn't return to the car until he saw Fu ninghan disappear.