After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 394

Shiyang went to the river.

It is in the evening, when Jiangtan Park is most lively.

In addition to the students who play ball, there are also many parents who walk their children, old and young, and couples who run together.

In the two years since Shi Yang married Fu Jingchuan, he would come here to walk around when he was free or not, often sitting in the sunset for an afternoon, sometimes quietly in a daze, sometimes painting.

But there are more times in a daze.

Watching the hordes of students leave school in the setting sun, nostalgic for her youth from their youthful faces.

When she is in a bad mood, she loves to come here alone and sit and sit.

But not once with Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan was busy with work, and the slow-paced life of walking and daze was never in his plan.

But her life at that time was already so slow that she could only find the sweetness of life from this slow-paced memory.

The life of meeting Fu Jingchuan in her third year of high school was too warm and beautiful, so she always couldn't help but find the bits and pieces of getting along with Fu Jingchuan in her third year of high school from the students who were laughing and passing by.

It's a good feeling to sit in the sunset and reminisce, especially when the loved one is around.

It's just that people can't go on with memories all their lives.

She never came here again after the divorce.

It had been a while since she returned to the West City, and if Fu Jingchuan hadn't brought her over today, she wouldn't even be able to remember this place.

Shi Yang was a little embarrassed.

The person leaned on the railing, looking at the sunset that sank into the horizon little by little, Shi Yang's mood was very calm, and there was a faint regret in the calm.

The sunset has not changed, and the red-roofed teaching building under the sunset has not changed except for a little more old.

The students who passed by by were still wearing their school uniforms, but the bicycles they rode changed from the old style to uniform yellow and green, battery cars have slowly replaced bicycles, and the string of bicycle bells along the river road has been slowly replaced by the sirens of passing cars.

Everything seems to have changed, but it seems to be slowly changing.

Shi Yangchang let out a sigh, leaned his back against the railing and turned around, and when he looked up, his gaze stopped when he saw a large bouquet of red roses, and then slowly raised his head to look at Fu Jingchuan holding the flower.

Fu Jingchuan smiled at her, and then handed her the flowers: "Happy off work."

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Does this need to be celebrated?" she asked.

"Then..." Fu Jingchuan thought for a moment, "Happy Wednesday?"

He thought for a while, and really couldn't think of what special day it was.

It's not a legal holiday, it's not anyone's birthday, it's not an anniversary of acquaintance, marriage, being together, etc., it's an ordinary Wednesday.

Shi Yang couldn't help but smile at him: "Thank you."

Then he reached out and took the flowers he handed him.

The flowers are beautiful and fresh.

A large bouquet, red and bright, delicate.

Fu Jingchuan is not a person with a sense of ritual, let alone a romantic person, there have never been holidays in his world, and she actually does not have it.

So they never sent flowers to each other.

She did give gifts to Fu Jingchuan, but Fu Jingchuan's mind was not on her, but he didn't prepare any gifts for her, they were all directly given to her, of course, it was not given on special holidays, and his cards were usually placed in her place.

What Valentine's Day, birthday, wedding anniversary and other holidays do not exist in Fu Jingchuan.

But on his birthday, Shiyang would start choosing gifts for him long in advance, and would carefully prepare dinner for him to celebrate, but Fu Jingchuan was so busy that he couldn't even remember his birthday.

In the first year, Shi Yang couldn't wait for him to come back and couldn't help but call him to remind him that today was his birthday, and Fu Jingchuan at that time would also be deeply sorry for her, and would immediately finish work and rush back to accompany her to a birthday that had passed, and then maybe because of guilt, he would try to go home on time for the next half a month, but in the end he was too busy with work, and he slowly forgot to go home when he was busy.

In the second year, Shiyang already knew his habits well, so when he forgot, she would not deliberately call him to remind him, just quietly at home and wait for him to return.

When Fu Jingchuan returns home, he will also be deeply sorry for her when he sees the birthday celebration she prepared for him, and will try to spend time with her, but in the end, he is still no match for his love for work.

At that time, although she would be a little lost, but maybe because Fu Jingchuan was too serious and serious on weekdays, too much like mountains and snow, and this mundane world was not like a world, all these ordinary couples and couples very ordinary things seemed to be too naïve in front of him, and they were too unsuitable with him, so she didn't care much about these things, let alone these rituals.

But now that Fu Jingchuan suddenly sent her flowers, Shi Yang would still be a little moved.

I can't say what it feels, but there will be a sense of small surprise.

Fu Jingchuan also saw the small surprise in her eyes, and the lights on the roadside crumpled in her eyes, and the stars were dotted, and there were faint tears flashing.

He stepped forward, opened his arms, and gently hugged her.

An apologetic and pitiful hug.

Sorry for those two years of neglect on her.

She was too quiet and too well-behaved, quiet like a shadow behind him, never noisy or noisy, so quiet that he took it for granted that she was just like him, and did not care about these so-called rituals.

Fu Jingchuan's embrace made Shi Yang's nose a little sour, and his eyes were also sour and a little wet, not grievances, nor regrets, but a feeling that he had waited for a long time and finally waited.

[These two days are a little busy, today is still this chapter, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will start to make up].