She took the initiative to bring up the divorce.

She didn't blame him for all the indifference that Shanglac had later on.

But the wound still grew silently from her heart, and she couldn't suppress the pain in her heart.

After taking half a step, she stepped back again.

She took off the camel coat that was draped over her body and stuffed it into his hand.

"It's quite windy. You should dress yourself."

After stuffing the clothes back to him, she turned around and looked back.

Snow was falling heavily, and her slender waist stood straight.

When she left, every step she took in the snow made a creaking sound.

It sounds straightforward.

Just like the way she walks, she is crisp and clean.

But Shanglu didn't see it, and the moment she turned around, she burst into tears.

Can't collapse anymore.

I didn't dare to cry too obviously, I straightened my back, and even my sobbing was restrained and suppressed.

He Qidong, who was in the corridor on the third floor, had a panoramic view of everything in the snow.

Then he looked at the pokeweed a hundred or two hundred meters behind Qiao Qiao.

In the vast white snow, his powerful figure is very conspicuous.

However, there was an air of loneliness in that tall and handsome figure.

The sky was also gloomy with the snow falling, which made people feel a little depressed.

While He Qidong looked at Shanglu, it seemed that Shanglu was also looking up to the third floor.

A few seconds later, He Qidong received a WeChat message on his mobile phone.

Shang Lu asked: Are you in Wenzhou?

He Qidong: It's non-working hours now, so I don't seem to have any obligation to inform you of my whereabouts.

Shang Lu held the phone in his hand, raised his head, and looked at the figure in the corridor on the third floor. His eyebrows tightened and his forehead tightened.

When I looked at Qiao Qiao again, she had disappeared into the snow.

It can't be seen at all.

There was only a row of footprints left in the snow.

In his wrist was the camel coat that Qiao Qiao returned to him.

Shangluca lowered his eyes and looked at it.

Thinking of the farewell at the villa half a year ago, he returned the white T-shirt Qiao Qiao bought him to her.

It was returned to her through Xiao Chen's hands.

And he said such heartless words.

How did Qiao Qiao feel at that time?

Shanglu feels that he is very much like his grandson.

I couldn't help but slap myself hard.

I feel quite useless again.

He is hesitant in his life's ambitions, and everything can be easily accomplished by strategizing.

Only feelings.

What a mess!

When he returned to the dormitory door, Qiao Qiao had already wiped away the tears in his eyes.

When he took out the key and opened the door, he saw He Qidong walking out of the corridor.

He also held a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

blue rose.

A very cool and beautiful bouquet of flowers.

Blue roses are also called blue enchantress, and their flower language seems to be: Rare and cherished.

Qiao Qiao knows a thing or two about the language of flowers.

No matter how stupid you are, you still know He Qidong's intention in sending this bouquet of flowers.

But every time He Qidong came to see her in the past six months, it was just like meeting an old friend, having a meal with her, or sitting and talking for a while, without giving any suggestive gifts.

Why did you suddenly bring blue roses today?

"Didn't you say you went abroad for re-examination? How's it going?" Qiao Qiao said hello first.

He Qidong smiled brightly, "The situation is very good!"

Foreign consulting experts told him that the tumor in his brain no longer threatened his life.

It's considered stable.

The stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

This is also the reason why He Qidong came today with blue roses.

A serious illness eight and a half years ago separated him from Qiao Qiao, and he had to lie to her, saying that he fell in love with the daughter of a wealthy family.

He just wanted to hurt her so hard that she would forget about him and have a new beginning.

Until he found out that she was married to the richest man in Pengcheng, he was still unsure about his life.

Now that the tumor in his brain is no longer life-threatening, he can take responsibility for Qiao Qiao's future decades.

This time, He Qidong will not let go no matter what.

He Qidong didn't want to care about the existence of Phytolacca.

Even though he knew that Qiao Qiao had just met Phytolacca and cried, and there were still tears in his eyes, this did not affect He Qidong's determination.

He handed over the roses in his hand, "I passed by a flower shop and bought a beautiful bouquet of flowers. I bought them for you. I hope they will put you in a good mood."

As he spoke, he took out a simple yet fashionable gold necklace, "Qiao Qiao, do you remember this necklace? You gave it back to me when we broke up eight years ago."

"Why do you still keep it?"

The necklace swayed gently in front of her eyes, bringing back many memories of Qiao Qiao's past.

If she had known that He Qidong was seriously ill at that time, she would not have broken up with him or let him suffer the pain alone.

It's sad to say that.

She thought He Qidong had abandoned her for a rich girl.

In fact, she must have left He Qidong behind.

He Qidong handed it to her, "It should be returned to its original owner."

Qiao Qiao didn't answer.

He Qidong said bluntly, "Qiao Qiao, I want to get you back again, give me a chance."

What day is today?

Shang Lu suddenly told her that he wanted to remarry, and He Qidong also pursued her back.

The pressure in my heart was suddenly very high, "...A Dong, I..."

"Don't reject me in a hurry. I know you still have your ex-husband in your heart. Phytolacca is also a very good love rival, and I know his influence in your heart."

Qiao Qiao felt very complicated, "A Dong, if you had told me directly that you were sick, we would still be together now. But now it has been eight and a half years, and many things have changed."

The two fell silent.

But He Qidong did not feel sad.

Compared with death, compared with the next few decades of his life, the difficulty of not being able to have a healthy body to take care of Qiao Qiao, and being rejected by Qiao Qiao, is not a difficulty at all.

Instead he smiled, "I knew this would be the result."

However, he was not sad at all.

"Why are you laughing?" Qiao Qiao frowned.

Even after being rejected, you can still smile so brightly?

He Qidong is in a good mood.

Nothing would make him happier than being able to continue to live well and boldly pursue the girl he likes.

He Qidong put the necklace away, "I'll keep it for you first."
To be continued...