The sadness and loss in Ou Xiangbei's eyes made Zhou Chuyu's heart instantly twisted into a rope.

Zhou Chuyu's cold and firm eyes were like a knife, ruthlessly stabbed Ou Xiangbei's heart.

At this moment, he could clearly feel his heart was bleeding.

Every cell in the body seemed to be clamoring in pain in a frantically.

"True? Do you think I'm annoyed? Wife...I want to listen to the truth."

"Yes. You are really annoyed, Ou Xiangbei!" Zhou Chuyu said mercilessly, his hands that were hanging beside him gradually stretched out behind him, and then he held them tightly together.

The slender nails are deeply embedded in the flesh, which is a piercing pain.

"Sincere?" Ou Xiangbei asked again, his lost eyes fixedly looking at her cold eyes.

He wanted to find a flash of flicker, but he couldn't find it at all.

"That's right, sincere! Stop disturbing my life with Qingcheng, thank you! If you continue like this, I'm afraid you and me don't even have friends!" Zhou Chuyu took a breath and said firmly.

"..." Ou Xiangbei was silent.

After lowering his head, he bit his inner lip hard, and then said, "Okay, I understand, I won't disturb you again."

Despair surged like a tide of despair, swallowing him without mercy.

After hearing Ou Xiangbei's words, Zhou Chuyu's eyes dimmed for a second, and then returned to its original color.

She raised her mouth stubbornly, glanced at Ou Xiangbei, who seemed to have lost three souls and seven spirits, and said, "Ou Xiangbei, thank you!"

Ou Xiangbei didn't say anything, looked at Su Qingcheng coldly, lowered his head, and walked out of the ward step by step.

After the ward door was closed, Zhou Chuyu's tears completely broke through. Gang moved his body and grabbed Zhou Chuyu's hand.

"I know, you can't bear to leave him. I also know that what you say to him is a lie of right and wrong." He said softly, his eyes gradually lowered, and his heart trembled slightly because of his words.

"..." Zhou Chuyu was silent, his eyes closed lightly, and his body trembled slightly.

"If...if...if you do this really hurts you, why don't we get married for the time being. I..." Su Qingcheng said hesitantly.

Hearing Su Qingcheng's words, Zhou Chuyu immediately opened his eyes and said with a forced smile: "Qingcheng, since I have agreed to marry you, I will not regret it. Don't worry, after marrying you, I will definitely devote myself to forget Ou Xiangbei."

"Okay..." Su Qingcheng nodded.

After Ou Xiangbei came out of the hospital, Ou Xiangbei drove to the Mystery Bar in a car.

In the deserted hall, Ou Xiangbei sat alone in front of the bar drinking foreign wine. His body was dull and no longer had the same spirit as before.

After drinking a bottle of wine, his head began to become a little dizzy.

He smiled bitterly, picked up another bottle of wine and blew it directly into the bottle.

Lu Li's light hit his eyes, making the sadness in his eyes look particularly obvious.

After drinking half a bottle of wine, he put down the bottle heavily.

Close your eyes, Zhou Chuyu's words, Zhou Chuyu's eyes lingered in his mind like a spell...

They really can't go back.

In the end, he lost to Su Qingcheng, losing so much.

"Hehe...hehe..." He smiled bitterly, but he was in tears.

Holding the wine bottle with one hand and supporting his chin with the other, he leaned against the bar powerlessly, and his heart seemed to be torn into pieces.

After sitting for a long time, he staggered down from the bar chair, supported his drowsy head, and staggered out of the door...

It was raining outside, and the sky was covered with red clouds, just like Ou Xiangbei's mood at this moment.

Standing under the eaves at the gate, he reached out to receive a few drops of rain. He walked into the rain with a cold face.

The big raindrops of beans hit him, instantly making him awake a lot.

Listlessly passing through the busy road, he sat quietly under the tree by the roadside...

Looking at the people and cars coming and going, he felt like he was abandoned by this world, and he was extremely lonely.

The rain penetrated into his body from the gaps in the leaves, but he didn't feel cold at all.

He sat for a long time until his body was soaked. He didn't get up until he woke up halfway through the wine, walked straight to the opposite side of the road, drove into his car, and left quickly...

The feeling of scratching his heart and lungs was almost tormenting.

It was already evening when I returned to my doorstep.

He pushed open the door and looked at the wet yard, as well as the grass and trees that Zhou Chuyu had laid out by himself in the yard. He took a long breath, walked quickly to the inner door and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Xin Qing rushed to the door and saw Ou Xiangbei in a mess like a chicken, and her heart ached.

"Son... are you drinking? Why is it so strong? Even if Chu Yu doesn't want you, you can't torture yourself like this... Even in summer, people who are in the rain will get sick, let alone spring. Come in quickly and let's change some clothes..." Xin Qing said nervously.

After looking at Xin Qing, Ou Xiangbei didn't say anything, but just lowered his head, walked into the door blankly, and went upstairs without changing his shoes...

Xin Qing followed him like an ant on a hot pan, following him all the way to the door of the master bedroom.

"Son, hurry in and change clothes, I'll go down and cook for you. Huh?"

"..." Ou Xiangbei nodded silently, then entered the door.

After closing the door, Ou Xiangbei quietly pressed against the door panel, looking at the bedroom that was also still in front of him, and his heart ached again.

The so-called "things are different" is about this feeling.

After looking around for a while, he was frozen at Zhou Chuyu's dressing table.

Looking at the exquisite dressing table like this, he seemed to be able to see Zhou Chuyu dressing quietly...

After coming back to his senses, he walked to the dressing table, looked at his pale face in the mirror, Ou Xiangbei's fist hit the mirror without mercy, and cracked like an earthquake in the light.

The bright red liquid penetrated out of her clenched fists, leaving shocking blood marks on the mirror.

Looking at his bloody hands, Ou Xiangbei just smiled bitterly and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it.

The broken mirror reflects his loss.

After stroking a wet hair, he sat there in place like a puppet.

An hour later, his feet were covered with cigarette butters and blood stains.

The whole room was also stained with smoke.

The hand that was hanging on one side was still bleeding.

"Click..." The sound of pushing the door cut through the room's frustration.

But Ou Xiangbei continued to lean against the chair and smoke as if he couldn't hear it.

Seeing Ou Xiangbei's bloody hand, Xin Qing immediately stepped forward, beat his shoulder hard, looked at the pile of cigarette butts under his feet, and said, "I asked you to go into the room to change clothes, not to make you self-harm! Son, don't you do this? We are the only seedling in our family. If you torture yourself, what will you do if you let me and your father?"

"Mom... Chu Yu really doesn't want me anymore, really doesn't want me anymore... You said, what should I do? How can I survive without her!" Ou Xiangbei couldn't lean against Xin Qing's body, and his hair was constantly dripping with water tightly pressed against her Xiao Yuefu, his face full of decadence.

"Son, you will not be without her. I will help you beg her. I will kneel down and beg her to beg her to come back to you. I believe she will definitely come back. Come on, let's treat the wound first and be careful of the infection." At the end of his speech, tears blurred Xin Qing's vision again.

Ou Xiangbei was her only son. When she looked at him, she felt even more painful than him.

"Haha, she won't look back, Mom, do you know? She said she was annoyed me...Haha, she said she was annoyed me... The woman who has loved me for a whole ten years and guarded me for a whole ten years now says she is annoyed me. Mom, do you think I am a crime? You have to wait until you lose it before you know how to cherish it."

"Son, maybe Chu Yu is talking about angry words. Come on, let's bandage the wound first..." As he said that, Xin Qing let go of Ou Xiangbei, wiped his tears, walked quickly to the front of the Chang'an front counter, and took out the large medical box.

After quickly moving the medicine box to Ou Xiangbei's blood-stained feet, she grabbed Ou Xiangbei's hand with heartache and carefully used tweezers to pick up the neck slag in the wound for him.

The tweezers penetrated the wound, and Ou Xiangbei did not react at all, but Xin Qing was already so painful that she could not breathe.

After cleaning up the glass residue, Xin Qing disinfected his wounds and applied medicine.

After bandaging the wound, Xin Qing quickly closed the lid of the first aid box, then got up and touched Ou Xiangbei's wet clothes, and said, "Son, change the clothes, don't catch a cold, mom begs you, can you do it?"

Ou Xiangbei didn't say anything, nodded obediently, got up, and quickly walked into the cloakroom.

Looking at Ou Xiangbei's lonely back and the broken mirror stained with blood on the dressing table, Xin Qing sighed deeply, took out her cell phone in her pocket, and called Zhou Chuyu's phone...

It took a long time before the phone was connected.

"Chu Yu, is it convenient now? Can we meet?"

"Auntie, I'm taking care of Su Qingcheng in the hospital now. It's a bit inconvenient..."

On the other side of the phone, Zhou Chuyu's words made Xin Qing feel disappointed.

"Chu Yu, Auntie begs you, just come out and meet me. It will take only ten minutes to do it... OK?" Xin Qing said humbly.

For her son, she was willing to bow to Zhou Chuyu.

"Auntie, I..."

"Chu Yu, I'll wait for you at the Green Island Cafe near our house, and I'll wait until you come."

After saying that, Xin Qing hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!