big city small home

Chapter 64

The fat man twisted his body to dodge, regardless of his height or agility, he had no advantage.Shouting like killing a pig attracted uniformed staff.Jin Yaming accepted it as soon as he saw it, and left the stage cursing.

He insisted that the fat man was shameless and wanted to beg for his ice cream, so he had no choice but to let him eat as much as he could.

The fat man was extremely wronged and explained the whole story.Jin Yaming was so obsessed with him that he didn't give the fat man a chance to speak properly.The staff were not interested in the truth, they just wanted to appease the noisy two and restore the calm in the lobby.

When Jin Yaming's nonsense attracted the attention of the crowd, Lu Zhenzhong and Bingbulin were isolated from the crowd instead.

The noise belonged to others, and the atmosphere around them was eerily quiet.

Glancing at the excitement in front of them, the two walked out in tacit understanding.

The air outside was crisp and dark.

"Is what he said true?" Lu Zhenzhong asked.

He couldn't tell whether he was more curious or more disappointed when he asked this question.I always thought that Bingbulin was older and unmarried, but I didn't expect it to be divorced.It can't be connected with the consistent image in his mind, as if he was blind in the past.

Bingbulin nodded weakly, her whole body looked limp, like an ice sculpture that would melt away at any moment.

"I hadn't graduated when I got married. It was so hard for a poor small-town girl to live in London. The rain was endless, never-ending, no money in my pocket, no friends around me, no chance to talk all day long... this kind of Sometimes when he asks about his health, he thinks it is true love."

Bingbulin hugged her arm.

Lu Zhenzhong listened silently, his mouth pursed into a line.

The two walked silently to the place where Lu Zhenzhong's car was parked.

Lu Zhenzhong gradually realized that Bingbulin's constant approach to him might not be purely for the purpose of getting him out of the promotion competition, but for him.Maybe just as he misunderstood her as an unmarried woman, she also misunderstood him as an unmarried man.After all, Sang Baiyue has never been to Anting for four years.

Lu Zhen's center was in a mess.Some feel that the luck of the peach blossoms is not good at this time.

He stopped talking, feeling that he was not qualified to ask any more questions.

Even if Bingbulin is divorced, she is still single.Although he and Sang Baiyue said that it was a fact that their relationship had problems, they were still married after all.

The two walked quietly in the cold night wind, and quickly walked to the front of the car.

Lu Zhenzhong opened the car door and looked back.On the glass of the lobby, where the warm yellow light shines through, there are grotesque figures reflected.The moment the car door closed, Fatty rushed out from the lobby.

Unfortunately, another car started.Fatty chased the wrong car.

Lu Zhenzhong glanced at the fat man who had taken off his shoes and threw the innocent car, and then at Bingbulin who was sitting on the passenger seat with his eyes closed, then drove the car silently and started on the road home.

"Thank you."

Bingbulin's voice sounded lightly.

"I was afraid that he would follow me, that he would know what neighborhood I lived in, and that he would get entangled, so I never knew how to open my mouth and leave."

Bingbulin curled up on the passenger seat, like a well-behaved cat.

Lu Zhenzhong did not answer.

"Just when I was getting desperate and at a loss, you appeared. Although all I saw at the time was your back, I was still very excited, even a little moved. I am touched that God did not give up on me and sent you."

Lu Zhenzhong was a little upset.He didn't want to get involved in a messy situation.First of all, I don't want to get involved in other relationships before I have a conclusion with Sang Baiyue, and secondly, I don't want to start a relationship with a woman who hasn't completely ended with her ex-husband.

"It wasn't that bad just now. I was the one who deliberately spilled his coffee because I was afraid of missing you. He is the one who wants to save face the most. Under stress, he will definitely fight back.

Hitting me like this is the first time.

I forced it. "

Lu Zhenzhong slammed to the side of the road.

After braking, I realized that I had braked.

The darkness concealed his gaffe.

Concentrated for a while in the night, he started on the road again.

Bingbulin was a little frightened, and with superhuman perseverance, she didn't make a sound for the rest of the way.

When they arrived at Anting Xinyuan, Lu Zhenzhong let Bingbulin go first.Bingbulin did as she got off the car and left without looking back.Just before getting out of the car, he glanced at her and saw tears in her eyes, which almost rushed out of her eyes.

That ball of tears is the sharpest weapon in the world, and it cuts off Lu Zhenzhong's heart.

Unable to hold back his heart, he followed closely behind and escorted Cheng Bingbulin.

Bingbulin was walking ahead and heard steady footsteps behind her.Even if he didn't look back, he knew it was Lu Zhenzhong.The tears in the eyes still rushed out, sliding silently across the face.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the neighborhood was extremely quiet.People who go out to work return to their homes like birds returning to their nests.Some people have turned off the lights and went to sleep, and some people have drawn the curtains to reveal a warm yellow light.

Two people in front of each other.Bingbulin's high-heeled shoes tapped the ground lightly, making a tuk-tuk sound.

The streetlight at the entrance of the building where Bingbulin lived was broken, and the light was on and off.In the flickering darkness, Bingbulin still turned her head and took a deep look back at Lu Zhenzhong.Those eyes seemed to release silk, and the end of silk had its own suction cup, which silently pulled and summoned Lu Zhenzhong.

A scene suddenly appeared in Lu Zhen's center.

If he said nothing, if he followed her upstairs in silence, she would open the door and let him in.Then, before the door could be closed, she stretched her arms around his neck tightly...

The body changes rapidly according to imagination.

Fortunately, the night was dark and the street lights were broken again, so he didn't have to worry about embarrassment being discovered.

The drawing with a suction cup failed to pull the real Lu Zhenzhong, and Bingbulin's self-esteem made her unable to stay any longer.She turned her head abruptly and left sadly.

"Goodbye." He silently said to the disappearing figure.

When he got home, Lu Zhen was extremely exhausted in the center.

Exhaustion does not come from fatigue, but from internal friction - he rejected Bingbulin, and regretted it.

Lu's father couldn't see his son coming back, so he slept very restlessly; Lu's mother couldn't sleep at all, and walked back and forth restlessly in the living room, causing the neighbors downstairs to come to complain again, but unfortunately there was another mess after knocking on the door. Talk to the duck.

As soon as the key was turned in the door lock, Mother Lu rushed straight to the door.

In the bedroom, Father Lu coughed and asked, "Did my son come back?"

Then, a tired Lu Zhenzhong appeared behind the opened door.

Mother Lu was secretly surprised.Last night was scary enough, and tonight is even scarier than last night.Tonight's Lu Zhenzhong seemed to be missing half of his three souls and seven souls, so distressed.

"What happened?" Mother Lu asked.

"It's okay." Lu Zhenzhong braced himself.The ability of the parents is there, and he doesn't need to talk about the troubles they can't solve.

Mother Lu stopped asking, but she couldn't stop worrying.As soon as I got back to the guest bedroom, I discussed with Father Lu about going home on weekends.

(End of this chapter)