After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 362 Letter sent by ex-husband before his death 2
Little song:

Suddenly I miss you.

It should be said that since you left Nancheng, I have spent every day thinking about you.

I often suffer from insomnia at night and can't sleep, so I hold on to the hairpin I got from you and look at it over and over again. I look at the roses you carved and the words "Nan Song" you carved. I can't take them out. .

It's dawn in the South City and it's probably just dark in Birmingham. Is it cold there?Will it rain often?

I check the weather in Birmingham every day, but I have no way of knowing your mental state.

how are you recently?

Should be good.

After all, without me around to bother you, and with your dear big brother over there, I believe you will be very happy.

I really want to go to Birmingham to see you. I have tried to book a flight several times, but I cannot fly due to a craniotomy.If I go by boat and you see me, will you be so angry that you throw me into the Ranauhai River?
Ha ha.

You have a really bad temper. Like a cat, you are usually cold and indifferent to people, but when you get angry, you will explode in seconds.

Your brothers don't dare to mess with you, and I don't even dare to, for fear that you will scratch my face.

But I know that you are disdainful. You can only kill me with your eyes. One look can make me defeated.

So I often wonder, what happened to me three years ago that I didn’t discover the real you under that cute face, and just like that, I was kept in the dark by you for three years.

This is all my fault. My eyesight is too bad and my heart is blocked.

During those three years, I didn’t know how I got here. I just felt like I had a dream, fell into an abyss, and was saved by an angel in white.

But I remember the angel’s face very vaguely, so that you were right next to me, but I turned a blind eye to you.

I always feel that you are not you.

This dream didn't wake up until the moment you left.

I remember, I told you that after I got divorced, when I returned to Yu Mansion from the hospital, the servant told me that you were gone.

I pushed open the door to the room and smelled a familiar scent of roses, which was your scent. Later, as you left, that scent became weaker and weaker until it gradually disappeared, and I began to panic.

Because I know that you are gradually leaving my world.

I hurt you too deeply.

You have taken care of me for three years, and I have never treated you well for even one day. I am not a thing, and I am not worthy of being a man.

I don't know the truth that "late love is worth less than grass", and I also know that you don't care about eating my "turning back grass". I understand the truth, but I just can't let you go.

So writing this letter, I still want to tell you——

I love you and I want to be with you!
Hope you come back soon.

——Yu Jinwen
XX year X month X day

After Nan Song read this letter, his mouth felt bitter, as if he had swallowed a whole coptis, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

Especially when I saw the red "Yu Jinwen Seal" stamp printed on his name in the lower right corner, I felt that the end of my heart was squeezed tightly by someone's hand.

She was shaking with pain, her legs felt weak, and she sat on the chair.

After sitting on the chair for a while, she told herself that the long-term pain was better than the short-term pain, so she simply read it all at once.

Let’s see what else he has to say?

What more can be said!

Holding back her inner turmoil, she opened the second letter.

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Little song:

Still miss you.I've been having a lot of bad luck during this period, and the happiest thing is that you added me as a friend again!

I'm so happy, so happy!
Every time I send you a message, waiting for your reply and seeing your reply has become the happiest moment for me in the past six months.

How I wish I could say a few more words to you every time. Even one more sentence or half a sentence can make this feeling of happiness last longer. However, I am afraid that I will bore you if I say too much.

After seeing the text you sent and hearing your voice, the feeling of missing you becomes even stronger.

I wish I could break through the screen and appear directly in front of you.

There are thousands of things I want to say, but I can’t express them on WeChat or on the phone, so I have no choice but to write to you.

Only then did I realize how romantic the ancients' "flying pigeons delivering messages" was.

The post office is the greatest invention.

The last letter should have reached the Rose Garden. You are far away in Birmingham, so naturally you can't see it. Let it be kept longer.

Because I'm not sure if you will recognize my words at a glance when you see the fonts on the envelope. If you recognize my words, will you tear them up without even looking at them and throw them into the trash can? inside?
To be honest, I have no confidence at all.

Then I'll just assume you won't take it seriously. This will make me more courageous.

I have been feeling uneasy these past few days. I always feel like something is going to happen. I have been like this since I was a child. My sixth sense is inaccurate when it comes to good things, but it is ridiculously accurate when it comes to bad things.

However, as long as you can be safe over there, everything will be peaceful.

As for me……

When I was a child, a master calculated for me and said that my life was doomed to be full of disasters. I had to go through three hurdles in the first half of my life. If I could get over them, the second half of my life would be easier.

I don't know what these three hurdles are, and I have never been afraid of them before. I feel that the soldiers will come to hold back the water and the earth will cover them up. I have made a will and arranged my funeral, so I have nothing to fear.

But now, I'm actually a little scared.

I'm afraid that my short life will be spent in regret and failure to love.

You haven't forgiven me yet, how could I just leave like this?
I am also afraid that you will meet another man abroad and you will find that he is better than me, more mature than me, gentler than me, more considerate than me, and treats you better than me...

Thinking about it this way, I really don't have any advantage.

When are you coming back?

I am really a greedy person. I am no longer satisfied with texting or calling you. I want to see you, desperately want to see you!
Foreign countries are very open. When I was abroad, I often saw people kissing on the streets and making out in alleys...

I beg you, even if you really meet a man who is perfect in all aspects, please don’t go into the country and follow the custom easily!

Men’s thoughts are nothing but those, you must be careful!

You are inexperienced and can easily get injured.

If I told you that nothing actually happened that night when we were in the hotel and I was just pretending, would you hate me less?
Or will you hate me even more?
Hate me for lying to you?
Will you come back and tell me?

Hope you come back soon.

——Yu Jinwen
XX year X month X day

……

Nan Song's eyes widened and he read the last paragraph over and over again, feeling the veins on his forehead pulsating.

That night in the hotel, they...didn't have sex.

She didn't "bully" him under the influence of alcohol.

Is he pretending everything? !
Nan Song had a serious look on his face and was trembling with anger.

"Yu Jinwen, it belongs to your uncle!!!"

(End of this chapter)