Devil's tenderness: second marriage ex-wife is too difficult to chase

Ling Xizhe tightly locked LiuNian's eyes and said solemnly, "LiuNian, I admit I lied to you. I won't explain too much, because it may be all excuses in your opinion. What I want to say is that my deception has absolutely no meaning of teasing, mocking or even teasing you. "

Looking at the still expressionless fleeting years, Ling Xizhe sighed gently, "as soon as those things are handled, I'm going to tell you immediately, and in fact I did the same."

"You can be angry with me, annoy me, or even hate me, but don't ignore me."

Then Ling Xizhe looked at her nervously for fear of missing any expression on her face.

LiuNian turned sideways to avoid his eyes, "you go out first, I want to be alone."

"Fleeting time..."

Ling Xizhe wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by LiuNian coldly, "go out"

After taking a deep look at LiuNian, Ling Xizhe nodded, "OK."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, fleeting tears fell silently.

The two people she once believed were lying to her. Does she look so easy to cheat and so like a fool?

LiuNian curled up into a ball. She just felt that she was cold all over at the moment, and her heart seemed to fall into an abyss.

As time passed, Ling Xizhe, who came out of LiuNian's room, never left. He stayed at the door of LiuNian's room all the time.

He was in a state of panic.

When he found LiuNian, LiuNian was full of embarrassment and even drank wine. She was very abnormal. Moreover, when he took a bath for her and helped her take medicine, LiuNian kept sobbing in a low voice.

She even kept saying, 'why did law mark do this to me?' she cried very sad.

He didn't know what had happened during LiuNian. She seemed to have lost her soul.

"Uncle Zhong, send someone to investigate what happened during LiuNian."

"Yes, young master"

The white robed uncle who got the order turned and walked to the other side.

Near noon, Ling Xizhe held a tray full of LiuNian's favorite food.

When he knocked on the door, no one responded. Ling Xizhe directly pushed the door in.

As soon as I entered the door, I found LiuNian lying on his side on the bed with his back to him.

"LiuNian, are you hungry? I took some food that you like to eat. Would you like to wash first?"

Ling Xizhe's voice is very light and gentle, as if he is trying to please a child.

Surprisingly, LiuNian said a "good" word and got up.

Soon after washing, LiuNian came to the table, picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

She didn't care what the food was in front of her, so she kept stuffing it into her mouth.

"LiuNian, you eat slowly"

Ling Xizhe looked at her worried.

LiuNian ignored him and stuffed a few more mouthfuls. Then he stopped, "well, I'm full. I'm tired."

Then he walked towards the bed.

"Fleeting years"

Ling Xizhe grabbed her. Such fleeting time really worried him.

"I said I was tired" broke off his hand and LiuNian continued to walk to the big bed.

When he came to the big bed, LiuNian lay down and didn't care that Ling Xizhe in the room hadn't left.

After lying down for a while, it seemed that it was too hot, and LiuNian began to take off his clothes.

Ling Xizhe's heart jumped, cleaned up the rest of the food on the table, and hurried out of the room with a tray.

Time always seems to slip away easily, and a week passes in the twinkling of an eye.

This week, LiuNian always eats every meal as usual and sleeps on time. It seems normal, but Ling Xizhe knows it's very abnormal.

Because he found that LiuNian didn't speak in this week. Even if he said more, LiuNian didn't say a word.

As usual, LiuNian gets up for breakfast.

Ling Xizhe, who would accompany her to dinner every day, surprisingly didn't appear at the table today, but LiuNian didn't feel anything wrong. He still used breakfast as usual.

When I was drinking porridge, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the newspaper on the table. The eye-catching words attracted LiuNian's attention.

Take the newspaper and read it carefully.

On the ground, her hand holding the newspaper began to tremble, and her hands kept clenching, as if to crush the newspaper in her hand.

"Oh, I've become a modern version of Pan Jinlian."