Love After Divorce GL

13

 she?

Are you talking about Ning Rou?

Luo Fanxing looked down at the bank card in his hand, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Shall I give it?"

Giving a gift is the best way to build a good relationship between couples.

For this kind of thing, of course, you can only show sincerity if you come to the door yourself, how can you let an outsider do it for you?

Hearing the sound, Luo Zhen's expression was slightly shivering, and there was a slight chill in the corners of his eyes.

The light in the room was on, and the cold white light shone on her face through the crack of the door, casting a layer of obscure shadows.

Luo Fanxing just glanced at it, then immediately looked away.

"Well, you go."

It was still a cold, toneless voice.

Luo Fanxing didn't dare to continue asking, nodded, and silently clenched the card tightly.

Thinking of the call she received in the afternoon, she couldn't help but frowned, and remained silent for half a minute before telling the story.

"Sister Zining called me in the afternoon. She said that sister Pei Yi has returned to China, and asked when you will return to Haishi."

Pei Yi?

Luo Zhen's face changed slightly, and a trace of shock flashed across his eyes.

The memory in her mind flipped, and she remembered the ambiguous entanglement when she was young.

A pair of beautiful slender eyebrows were instantly furrowed.

It can be seen that after so many years, the relationship between her and Pei Yi has not eased.

When he responded, his tone was also unusually cold.

"Got it, I will contact her tomorrow."

An ambiguous answer.

Luo Fanxing wanted to find out again, but in the next second, Luo Zhen shifted the topic to her.

"When are you going back?"

"Chu Sui said, you and Chu Ning have already broken up." The

implication is that the boyfriend is gone, so there is no need to stay.

Luo Fanxing's face was a little red, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing her appearance, Luo Zhen also guessed that she was embarrassed, and when she spoke again, her voice was gentler.

"During Luo Baiyue's birthday party, your mother told me that you wanted to be admitted to Haida."

"The third year of high school will start, and the supplementary lessons arranged by the school should start soon."

Shen Rumei knew that Luo Fanxing had admired Luo Zhen since she was a child. It was time for the college entrance examination, and my daughter was still so naughty and naughty at school, so she secretly approached Luo Zhen and asked her to help persuade her.

Luo Zhen didn't intend to care about this matter at first, but after getting along for a few days, he found that Luo Fanxing was not as annoying as he imagined, so he brought it up.

The air became much quieter for no apparent reason.

The corridor was empty, and there was a chilling air-conditioning everywhere.

Luo Fanxing bit her lip, with both hands hanging on her waist, her fingertips were kneading the corners of her clothes vigorously.

She didn't want to go back, but this was the first time Luo Zhen expressed concern to her.

She can only accept it.

"I have class next Tuesday, and I'll be back in a few days."

Luo Zhen nodded, his eyes were deep and gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and his expression was a bit cold.

"In the big Luo family, I have the right to speak; but in the family of the four of you, Luo Zhenting obviously has the final say."

"He dares to change your wish once, and he has the courage to change it a second time ." "

You call him dad, but he may not really regard you as his daughter."

"If you don't want to be controlled by him for the rest of your life, you have to work hard, you know?"

Hearing the sound, Luo Fanxing raised her head, her eyes slightly opened, and her slightly round almond eyes were full of shock.

She has lived in Luo's house for more than ten years, and no one has ever said these words to her.

Shen Rumei has a gentle personality and is a typical "good wife and loving mother" type of woman. Because she is married twice and has her ex-husband's daughter by her side, she always feels in her bones that she has climbed up the Luo family, and she never dared to disobey Luo Zhenting's decision. .

Her absolute obedience also affected Luo Fanxing invisibly.

Luo Fanxing was actually very dissatisfied and angry about the fact that his volunteers were revised and he was forced to study liberal arts.

But even though she was not convinced, she did not show it in front of Luo Zhenting, but chose to express her inner resistance by skipping classes and fighting.

Because she knew that both Shen Rumei and she depended on Luo Zhenting for survival.

In the Luo family, Luo Zhen had almost broken away from the others. Of the remaining people, only Luo Baiyue had Luo Zhenting's blood in her body.

She and Shen Rumei are the ones who can be abandoned at any time.

Just like what Luo Zhen experienced back then.

Luo Fanxing was stunned, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, Luo Zhen had already left.

***

The night shift of the bar usually leaves work after two o'clock in the morning.

Ning Rou originally thought that Luo Zhen would not come looking for her again after knowing about Baby Ning's existence, but unexpectedly, the two still met at the bar at night.

Thinking of being forced by Luo Zhen to ask who the baby's father was in the alley in the morning, her heart was still burning and she didn't even dare to go to the front desk.

She didn't know how to face Rozen, or how to respond to the question about the 'man' who didn't exist.

Just thinking of Luo Zhen's face as cold as frost made her uncontrollably filled with fear.

She had never been so scared.

Obviously, when talking about Luo Zhen with Luo Fanxing tomorrow, his mood was still so calm.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when I met Luo Zhen, all the calmness turned into uneasy panic in an instant.

With such obvious restlessness, Liu Wei also noticed something was wrong.

The two had known each other for more than half a year, and in their impression, Ning Rou would only show such a flustered expression when Baby Ning was sick.

"Is baby not feeling well?"

At the end of the corner of the corridor, it was dark and quiet, Ning Rou lowered her head, her bangs drooped slightly, her cheeks were covered with a thin layer of shadow.

She has never liked to lie, not to mention, Liu Wei usually takes care of her so much, thinking about it this way, she can't tell a lie.

"No, the baby is fine. It's because I have some personal matters that I haven't dealt with properly."

Since it's a private matter, it's not easy to ask more questions.

Liu Wei stretched out his hand and touched his head, not knowing how to help.

After thinking about it, she gave Ning Rou a vacation.

"There aren't many guests tonight, so why don't you go back early."

Normally, Ning Rou would never leave work early unless Baby Ning was ill, but when she thought of Luo Zhen sitting on the sofa in the front hall, she wished she could immediately get away.

Without any hesitation, she said a soft thank you.

"Thank you Brother Liu, I will find time to make up for the missed shift."

Liu Wei couldn't help frowning when he heard this sentence.

"Don't make up for it!"

"You are responsible for the sanitation in the backstage."

"We should be paying you back."

Although it is a trivial matter, it still feels good to be recognized.

Ning Rou pursed her lips, feeling slightly relaxed.

"I am very satisfied to be able to work here."

Due to ear problems, she could not do many jobs.

Although he didn't sell much wine in the bar this year, and didn't get much commission, it was finally an additional source of income.

As Li Mei said, what's the use of recruiting an employee who can't hear?

Not being fired was enough to make her feel grateful.

Because the bicycle is still in the repair shop, she came here by bus.

Now after ten o'clock, the only people coming and going on the street are taxis.

She didn't think about taking a taxi. When she left through the back door, she only had a washed and faded light yellow shoulder bag on her shoulder, and then walked back along the road under the light of the moonlight and street lamps.

As for Luo Zhen, when she went out, she had already secretly followed behind.

Same as in the afternoon, the two were still walking in tandem.

Ning Rou walked steadily and fast, completely different from when she was riding a bicycle.

Luo Zhen followed for a while, but he couldn't keep up.

It only takes thirty minutes to ride a bicycle and an hour to walk.

Before twenty minutes had passed, Luo Zhen had already started to breathe, but Ning Rou still acted like nothing had happened, she didn't intend to stop to rest at all.

Such a thin body seems to hide inexhaustible energy.

Only by experiencing it can you know how difficult life is for a single mother.

It wasn't until seeing that thin figure walk into the alley of the old courtyard with his own eyes that Luo Zhen's heart was completely at ease.

She thought that what Ning Rou needs most now is a bicycle—a bicycle

that can carry her and baby Ning.

When Ning Rou returned home, it was only eleven o'clock.

Maybe it was because the door opened too loudly, Baby Ning who had just fallen asleep turned over on the bed, and woke up again in a daze.

Ning Rou washed her hair before going to work, and now her hair is completely dry. The soft yellow hair is slightly fluffy, and it looks good to the touch. In addition to the cute pink cat pajamas on her, the whole person It looks even more pink and tender, which is especially painful.

"Mom~"

He just heard a little voice, before he opened his eyes, he called out softly to his mother.

It melted my heart.

Because there is no air conditioning, the room is very hot.

The screen window is open, but unfortunately the wind blowing in is also very hot, which basically does not have the effect of cooling.

Ning Rou put away her bag, changed her shoes, walked to the bed and turned on the fan.

Looking at the few beads of sweat on Baby Ning's nose, her voice was full of distress.

"Why don't you turn on the fan?"

Only a small warm yellow light was turned on in the room, Ning Baobao stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and finally saw Ning Rou's face clearly.

The hour hand on the wall points to eleven o'clock. She has already learned to tell the time. Knowing that her mother has left work early when she comes back at this time, she rolls around the bed with a smile before she can answer, and then pushes her little shark pillow out. pushed.

"You can't blow it, the baby will get sick~"

Baby Ning has a weak body, and he had a fever a few days ago, because he was caught cold by the wind while sleeping.

Perhaps it was because she heard the doctor's words when she was in the hospital that she knew the cause of her illness in a ignorant manner. After returning from the hospital, she was particularly resistant to blowing the fan.

Just like now, I would rather be hot than blow.

She is not afraid of going to the hospital, nor is she afraid of taking injections and medicines.

She just knew that a minor illness of her own would make her mother's life even harder.

If you don't get sick, you don't need to spend money, and your mother doesn't have to go to work every day.

The idea of ​​a child is simple and pure.

Ning Rou knew what Baby Ning was thinking, and felt very uncomfortable.

In fact, the fan at home has long been replaced by the bedside fan with the lowest wind power. The wind is so small that there is no need to worry about blowing the body.

But no matter what she said, Baby Ning refused to listen.

The air was still sweltering hot, and even the mat was slightly hot.

After walking all the way, Ning Rou sweated a little, her bangs were wet and stuck to her forehead, and her cheeks looked even whiter.

Lying on the bed, Baby Ning blinked, then suddenly turned over and got up, pointed the fan at Ning Rou, opened the bedside table by himself, took out his favorite small round sunflower fan from inside, and fanned Ning Rou.

"Baby help mother blow~" The

soft and waxy voice makes people's nose sore.

Ning Rou turned away, her throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and even her breathing was bitter.

The mother and daughter sat one by one and stood by the other, blowing the wind together for a while.

Baby Ning was young, so he narrowed his eyes not long after.

Ning Rou hugged her into her arms and coaxed her, the little girl soon fell silent and fell into a deep sleep.

The room suddenly fell silent, and there was no other movement.

The soft hair on the palm is light yellow.

Ning Rou touched it lightly, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Without paying attention, he thought of Luo Zhen again.

Before she could recover from her memory, a photo fell out of Baby Ning's pajamas——

It was an old yellowed photo. The girl on it had yellow hair like Baby Ning. She was sitting in front of the piano with her ten fingers pressing on the keys, with a faint smile on her face.

With such a familiar face, Ning Rou's heart instantly became confused.

The girl in the photo is fifteen-year-old Rozen.

This photo was secretly taken from Luozhen's old photo album when she got divorced.

All these years, she had kept the photos in her bookkeeping book. For some reason, Ning Baobao took them to the bed tonight.

How did she know - Ning Baobao and Luo Zhen had already met in the kindergarten during the day.