Mr.Lu, your wife wants to divorce

Shen Cuilu snuggled up in Lu Shen's arms and pointed his fingertips on the buttons on his chest. If the dark hair seemed to pass through his neck, the temptation of dragonfly was just right.

"Lu Shen, I'm sorry. I didn't protect the child. I shouldn't have come back."

She buried her head in Lu Shen's arms. Her tears soaked Lu Shen's shirt. Her hand seemed to wipe away the tears, but she stroked it across his shirt. In addition to sadness, the bottom of her eyes was pity.

She hugged Lu Shen, her arms tightly bound, and her weak boneless body squeezed into his chest.

Her heart beat excitedly. When she stuck to Lu Shen's heart, her eyes were stunned.

Lu Shen's heart is too calm.

Five years later, Lu Shen became unknown to her.

The man who said he only loved her didn't know when he became cold and heartless.

Shen Cuilu stroked Lu Shen's cheek. Lu Shen's long eyelashes drooped and showed a slight look. His eyes were deep and bottomless, which made people scared at the bottom of his heart.

"Lu Shen, you love me, don't you?" Her voice was soft.

"Yes." Lu Shen hugged Shen Cuilu's shoulder, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with slender fingers, and twisted them gently without waves.

Shen Cuilu tried his best to kiss Shanglu's deep and thin lips.

I want to show all my charm in front of Lu Shen.

The door was pushed open by Lin Feng, Lu Shen's assistant.

Lin Feng nodded and handed over a document.

"The divorce agreement sent by madam."

Divorce agreement?

Lu Shen's eyes sank. He didn't take another look at the divorce agreement, but slowly got up and walked out.

Shen Lu said sadly, "Lu Shen, where are you going?"

"Something."

Lu Shen left.

Shen Cuilu bit the purplish red lip flap and her fingers seemed to be embedded in the leather sofa.

This childlike innocence is really haunting.

……

Childlike warmth signed the divorce agreement in a muddle, and now the signing hand is still shaking.

Since then, she set Lu Shen free and helped him and Shen Lu.

From then on, the people she loved loved loved others deeply.

Her tears fell and were quickly wiped away by her.

Now, she is going to the police station to claim her father's body. She doesn't want to see her father so embarrassed for the last time.

But when I got to the police station, I found that Lu Shen was really cruel.

"Sorry, Mr. Lu ordered to cremate immediately. This is the ashes."

The dark box in front of us is the father with a warm childlike heart.

She hugged the urn tightly and sat on the ground against the wall. Ignoring other people's eyes, she burst into tears.

"I have no father, I have no father."

Her mother died early. Her father loved her since childhood. His successful father can find a favorite woman many times, but he is worried that she can't accept it. He is still alone.

As a child, Tong xinnuan envied others that his mother tied braids. His father learned all kinds of methods to tie braids, so that Tong xinnuan became the envy of other children.

Such a father can't hurt others.

She doesn't believe it.

"Dad, I'll take you home."

The child's heart is warm, swallows bitterness and astringency, and his eyes are red. As soon as he gets up, he is shrouded in a shadow.

"Where are you going?"

The cold voice fell, making the child's heart warm and there was nowhere to escape. The tip of her heart was trembling.

Lu Shen took the urn in Tong xinnuan's hand and got on the bus directly.

The child's heart is warm, but she has no choice but to follow the car and look at the deep and indifferent Lu Shen. She bites her lip to stop the pouring sadness.

Lu Shen threw her a document and sold the deed.

"Yes." It's an order.

Sign it. Childlike innocence is warm. In this life, you are like Lu Shen and Shen Cuilu's dog, carrying a bad debt.

"Lu Shen..." she choked. The name was bitter and astringent when it was called, and there was no sweetness before.

"Sign."

The window opened, and Lu Shen stretched out the window with his hand holding the urn.

Childlike warmth looked at Lu Shen in fear and exclaimed, "I sign! I sign! Lu Shen, come on, this is my father, it's my father! He is not mean to you. Why do you do this to him! "

She flustered off her pen cap, trembled uncontrollably, and signed her name.

As soon as he looked up, the wind blew in his ear, and Lu Shen's hand loosened.

"Dirty my hands." Lu Shen took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"Ah!" The child's heart was warm and breathed, patting the door, "stop, stop!"

The car didn't stop. She broke the car lock and pushed open the door. While she jumped off, the speed slowed down, and then emergency braking.

The child's heart was warm and rolled on the ground for several times. His hands and legs were full of blood. When he couldn't stand up, he climbed to the urn step by step.

The urn was smashed. She stretched out her hand to keep her father. The wind blew up and the ashes twisted by her fingertips dissipated with the wind.

She knelt on the ground, holding the shattered urn, in agony.

"Dad, Dad, don't leave me, don't leave me."

"Dad, you say I'm warm hearted, but my heart is cold. I'm so cold. Will you take me away?"

Finally, the child's heart was warm, curled up on the ground with the urn in his arms, his legs full of blood, his eyes empty, staring at the sky, his tears congealed in the corners of his eyes, no words, no emotion, no expression, like a discarded rag doll.

Inside the car.

"President Lu, what about Madam?" Lin Feng's eyes showed a trace of intolerance.

"Want to die? It's not that easy. " Lu Shen's thin lips opened, not touched with a trace of emotion, "take her back."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."