Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Calendar garden.

Zhan hanjue was sitting in the middle of the living room, looking indifferently at the moving company moving out his belongings.

Some of the employees of the moving company don't understand, and occasionally come to ask him: "war less, do you need daily necessities?"

"Do indoor flowerpots need to be removed?"

"All the things that belong to me will be moved out of this house," he said

He wants to leave the calendar garden to Zhengling. Zhengling hates him so much. If she sees something from him, she should... Zhan hanjue shakes his head and grins bitterly. He doesn't dare to think about the sad and indignant expression on Zhengling's face.

Until the calendar garden became an empty house, as if it had never been inhabited.

All traces belonging to Zhan hanjue have been erased.

The moving company just dragged a few cars of furniture to the tourmaline manor.

An hour later, Mr. Zhan's Rolls Royce appeared at the gate of tourmaline manor.

When the old master learned of the news of the return of Han Han Jue, his face, which had never changed after the collapse of Mount Tai, suddenly disintegrated into pieces of unwilling despair.

"Han Jue, why are you suffering?"

Zhan hanjue has been a dictatorial dictator since he was young. No one can change his decision.

The old master knew that he could no longer change the fate of Zhan hanjue.

Zhan hanjue returns to his xiangding garden. Ye Feng pushes him to the door of xiangding garden. Zhan hanjue stands up tremblingly.

Ye Feng reaches out his hand to help him, but is rejected by Han Jue.

Ye Feng worried and said: "president, your leg is still recovering. The therapist said that you can't act too fast..."

Zhan hanjue's handsome face showed a stubborn expression, which was the king's strongest idea of conquering the world.

"I have to stand up." The paralysis and weakness of his legs, as well as the sharp pain from the root of his legs, made his forehead sweat.

Ye Feng looked at the president. In his short life, he learned a lot of positive spirit from the president.

For example, short protection.

For example, forbearance.

For example, never bow to any evil forces.

Zhan hanjue dragged his heavy body to every corner of xiangding garden.

Back to this familiar place, his mind can not help but think of many good memories before.

He remembered that losihan was sitting there, gently disinfecting his injured hand.

Her sweet voice went through his eardrum without warning.

......

"If marriage is already a shackle and a cage, and people can't get rid of it, why don't you let go of each other and be safe?"

He remembered that he was very angry at that time... He yelled at her: "Luo Shihan, put away your ridiculous ideas. Divorce is very immature. "

Losihan was obviously shocked by his gloomy breath. Finally, we choose the compromise of face to face and heart to heart“ Oh, I see. "

Then, Luo Shihan's eyes were full of a shrewd light: "master Zhan, you... Don't want to divorce?"

Every word, he announced forcefully, "the wife of my choice will go all the way to the end. There is no divorce in my dictionary www.9nanren.com ]It's only widowed. "

Widowed? Luo Shihan's face turned white and his body trembled.

"Oh, I see."

"And you?" Zhan hanjue is impressive.

Luo Shihan was frightened by his fierce appearance and almost cried“ Zhan ye, I'm not going to divorce. And if I die, I will die with Zhan Ye. "

......

Zhan hanjue's cold and silent face showed a soft smile. In an instant, it seemed that all the manzhushahua were in full bloom, red and gorgeous on the dark road. Let all the desperation on the verge of death come to an end.

Zhan hanjue slowly sat on the sofa, sitting in the warmest place in his memory. Reach out and touch the empty position on the opposite side!