After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

After that day, Mo Shiqian fell seriously ill. He had a high fever and was bedridden. He missed many Mo Group meetings. In the end, the board of directors reconvened and restored Mo Lingtian's position as president and acting chairman.

Ling Ya has been taking care of Mo Shiqian in recent days. Every time I take Joey there, I see Ling Ya with disheveled hair and a look that she hasn't slept for days and nights. Her eyes are full of red threads and she has big dark circles. I can enter the zoo and become a panda.

Ling Ya has no time to take care of Joey, so she can only entrust it to me.

Mo Shiqian's high fever showed no sign of going down, and he was finally transferred to the ward. It took more than half a week for him to get better.

Ling Ya has been staying with the bed in the hospital, never leaving, only occasionally squinting for a while.

Mo Shiqian woke up slowly and saw the sleeping woman lying beside the bed.

The warm rays of the setting sun fell on the woman's body, casting a layer of warm color.

Mo Shiqian just looked at it for a long time.

That sentence rang in my ears.

"The person who loves you is still waiting for you."

A song floated out of nowhere.

It's Faye Wong's song "I'm Waiting for You at the End".

"You gave me an umbrella to hold up the pouring loneliness..."

"So I really want to give you a river bank to wash away the regrets that corrode your soul..."

"..."

"I just want you to find the passion that makes you like you, and then drag yourself to the mountain city to live in seclusion, but you are waiting for me at the end to live in your heart..."

He and Ling Ya had known each other since college, and Ling Ya had followed in his footsteps for many years. Later, he returned to the United States to pursue his career. When he was at his lowest point, it was not only Gu Rou who gave him faith and supported him, but also Ling Ya who accompanied him. By his side, I used my family's funds to help him, and accompanied him through the longest and most painful journey.

Without everything Ling Ya has done, he would not have been able to stand at the most dazzling position on Wall Street in the United States and become the Chinese with the highest status on Wall Street.

As his thoughts surged, the man realized that he owed Ling Ya too much over the years.

Guan Shiyue appeared during her pregnancy. She was very strong and gave birth to a child. Even if he proposed a divorce in person, she accepted it. She got together with him easily and did not make it known to everyone, let alone make a fuss, leaving it to him. The utmost dignity!

The breeze blew, and Ling Ya woke up leisurely and found that the man woke up for no reason and stared at her for an unknown length of time.

"Are you awake? Do you feel okay?"

Ling Ya raised her hand and touched Mo Shiqian's forehead.

The man held his wrist.

Ling Ya was stunned.

The next second, Ling Ya was held in the man's arms.

"You have been by my side for so many days?"

"I didn't. Don't think too much. I just happened to come here. I didn't take care of you for a long time. It's all the nurse's fault."

Ling Ya was still arrogant.

"Nonsense." Mo Shiqian laughed hoarsely: "Then who is the one who wipes my body every day? Who is the one who feeds me medicine with his mouth every day?"

Ling Ya is most afraid of hardship.

Mo Shiqian was restless when he had a fever and refused to take medicine.

Ling Ya could only feed Mo Shiqian with her mouth, which was a helpless solution.

After feeding him like this for a few days, Mo Shiqian's high fever subsided slightly.

"You, how do you know?" Ling Ya's face turned pink.

Seeing her shy look, Mo Shiqian couldn't help but hold her tightly in his arms.

In an emotional moment, he couldn't restrain himself and kissed her on the lips.

Ling Ya was startled and even forgot to struggle.

"I owe you all these years."

"Let's remarry, wife."

"I will treat you well in the future, and no one can separate us again."

Ling Ya listened to the man's earthy love words.

It was obviously so earthy, so disgusting, and so greasy, but when it came out from this man's handsome face, it didn't violate the rules at all.

On the contrary, it made her blush.

"Are you kidding? Let me go, the nurse is coming in..."

The door to the ward opened and several young nurses came in.

Mo Shiqian smiled heartily and did not let go of Ling Ya, "I came in just in time. I treat everyone to some wedding candy."

The little nurses were just about to go out, but when they heard this, they all congratulated him knowingly.

Ling Ya's face was so red that she could bleed.

"You're bad, I'll hit you."

"Don't hurt yourself, I'll feel sorry for you." Mo Shiqian took Ling Ya's tender hand and pressed it against his chest, "Let's go back to the United States and take Joey with us."

Ling Ya's heart trembled, she was extremely moved and buried herself in his arms.

"Shi Qian, I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time."

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

A few days later, Mo Shiqian was discharged from the hospital and returned to his old house. The servants went to take Joey home. Ling Ya went upstairs to put hot water on Mo Shiqian. While waiting for the hot water in the bathtub, Ling Ya looked around.

This was the room that Mo Shiqian had lived in since she was a child, and it still retained some traces of her childhood and adolescence. She casually took out a book that looked like a diary from the bookshelf, and a letter fell out.

I picked it up and saw that it was a love letter written to Mo Shiqian by a girl in high school.

I don’t know how it got caught in the book.

Just as Ling Ya was about to open it and take a look, the door behind her opened quietly.

The man stepped on the ground silently and came behind her.

Ling Ya felt guilty as a thief. When Mo Shiqian hugged her from behind, she was startled and dropped the love letter in her hand.

"What are you doing to be so scared?" Mo Shiqian put his chin on her head and chuckled.

"The love letter is still in the book. Do you have thoughts about this girl?"

Mo Shiqian raised his eyebrows, "Love letter? What love letter?"

Ling Ya opened her eyes wide, "Is that the love letter in the book? Don't you know?"

"There are love letters in my book? Why didn't I know?"

Ling Ya believed what he said, "You really don't know? It seems that a girl put it in your book. Do you want to take a look?"

"What do you say?"

Ling Ya caught the cunning look in the man's eyes and reacted with an angry look on her face: "Okay, you have read this love letter a long time ago and kept it in the book. You really have thoughts about this girl!"

"Aren't you ashamed of being so jealous of someone so old?" Mo Shiqian picked up Ling Ya and carried her into the bathroom.

Before Ling Ya could say anything, the two of them treated each other sincerely and entered the bathtub.

Divorced for three years, Ling Ya had not lived as a couple for a long time, nor had she been so sincere with a man.

Ling Ya blushed and wanted to turn around.

Mo Shiqian pinched Ling Ya's waist and pressed her strong chest down, "Are you shy?"

Ling Ya felt the man's strangeness and blushed, "Don't be like this, I, I..."

"As expected." Mo Shiqian looked at Ling Ya's shy look, as if he was back in college again.

She is still a schoolgirl who blushes every time she sees him.

The man pressed down, the water in the bathtub splashed out, and Ling Ya's hands wrapped around the man's neck.

For a long time, scratches were left on the man's back.

After the clouds and rain passed, Ling Ya happily nestled in the man's arms.

"Shi Qian, am I not dreaming?"

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "It's not a dream, wife, let's go back to the United States in a few days, back to our home."

Ling Ya was happy and satisfied. She closed her eyes deeply and swallowed, "Shi Qian, I also want a daughter..."

"Okay, let's have another daughter."

After saying that, the man turned over again.

This time, Ling Ya stopped the man.

"Let me take the initiative once." Ling Ya turned over and sat on the man.

Mo Shiqian looked at the woman swaying on top of him, and the strong emotion in his eyes could not fade away for a long time.