Love After Divorce GL

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  The thin and light moonlight spreads out along the gray and old brick walls. In the center of Wumeng's old courtyard, it seems that there has been a light rain, like ripples of water, and the ground is full of clear moonlight.

Ning Rou clutched her phone and stood there in a daze, apparently not expecting that Luo Zhen would come looking for her at this time.

Her lips were slightly loosened, and a pair of wet eyes raised timidly, and she only glanced towards the alley, and a restless dryness welled up on her cheeks.

There was no light on the stairs, and there was a silent darkness all around.

Her heart suddenly became chaotic.

Obviously he was still thinking about Luo Zhen last second, but when the time came to meet each other, the word that popped up in his mind was still fleeing.

She wanted to go upstairs and go back to her room to hide.

It's a pity that just as soon as this idea appeared, the woman came to her.

"I followed you for a long time, didn't you notice it at all?"

Luo Zhen was still concerned about this matter.

Seeing that Ning Rou lowered her head and didn't even dare to look at herself, her tone became colder unconsciously.

The distance between the two is so close that when they talk, they can even feel the breath of each other when they breathe.

A faint citrus fragrance lingered in Ning Rou's nostrils, and the night wind blew by, scorching hot air hit her face, and instantly melted the fragrance into her heart.

For a moment, she couldn't even speak clearly.

This silent appearance, no matter how you look at it, is more dull and dull than five years ago.

Luo Zhen pursed her red lips slightly, and her brows were heaving with worry.

It wasn't until this moment that she vaguely realized that the hardships Ning Rou had suffered in these years were far more than what she saw during the day.

The summer night air was as sultry as ever.

After a while, Ning Rou bit her lip and gave a soft 'hmm'.

Her ears still hurt a little, but the noise in her ears finally stopped, and she could hear what Luo Zhen was saying without relying on her lips.

The woman's voice was still cold and forceful, but her tone was much gentler -

"Being off work so late, be careful on the way, don't always be in a daze."

"You forgot to take your thermos last time, I brought it here for you."

Ning Rou was still immersed in the soft and hoarse voice, and a small pink round pot was stuffed into her arms.

It was the one who stayed in the hotel when delivering soup to Luo Fanxing.

She lowered her head, her eyes fell on the lid of the soup pot, her expression was a little dazed, and a little dazed.

It turned out that Luo Zhen came here tonight to return the soup pot.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere eased a lot.

Luo Zhen's body leaned forward slightly, and the upper bodies of the two of them pressed closer together, even breathing was silently intertwined in the dimness.

Before Ning Rou came back to her senses, she saw a slender and beautiful finger tapping lightly on the lid of the pot.

"I know, you don't want to keep entangled with me anymore, and I also don't want to owe you anything."

"I also drank the soup you gave Fan Xing." "

I returned the contents to you."

Ning Rou paused when she heard the sound, quietly raised her drooping head, and secretly glanced at the woman who was speaking.

Luo Zhen's face was still cold and beautiful, with no expression on it.

Among the five sense organs, only those beautiful black eyes were shining with light.

Ning Rou frowned slightly, her expression was not only surprised, but also slightly entangled.

It seemed that he wanted to refute Luo Zhen's words.

But how can it be refuted?

Every word Luo Zhen said was correct.

She closed her lips tightly, not daring to continue to look into those deep eyes, she was quiet for a moment, but she didn't say anything after all.

The soup pot in her arms was very light, if Luo Zhen didn't tell her, she would never know that there was something in it.

The hot air circulated around her body, and her heart beat faster for no reason.

She no longer thought about those unexplainable words, but raised her hand slightly, circling the lid of the pot with her five fingers, trying to open the lid to see what was inside.

Luo Zhen's eyelids drooped slightly, and the long hair behind his shoulders was scattered casually. When the wind blew, the ends of his hair swayed lightly.

Without waiting for Ning Rou's fingertips to exert strength, she stretched out her right hand and directly grasped that thin forearm.

In an instant, all of Ning Rou's movements were stopped.

"It's gray here."

"Enter the house and open it again."

"It's not something valuable."

"It's just something to eat, so don't be so anxious to refuse."

When Luo Zhen spoke, his palm was still tightly attached to Ning Rou's arm .

Her hands were cold, but Ning Rou's were hot.

The moment the hot and cold touched, there seemed to be a fire burning between the two, and even the temperature around them rose several degrees.

Ning Rou's face blushed a little, and her heart beat faster.

After five years of separation, Luo Zhen knew her better than before.

From just one small movement, one can guess all her thoughts.

She didn't start, and was silent for a while, maybe she wanted to hide her nervousness, after hesitating for a while, she still blushed and explained in a soft voice.

"I just, just want to see."

Luo Zhen responded quickly, his tone was still flat, but there was always a hint of indulgence and coaxing in his words.

"I know."

"Let's go back and see."

"Huh?" The

two seem to have returned to the time when they were in love with each other after they got married.

Before Ning Rou woke up from this subtle ambiguity, the coldness on her arms disappeared.

She blinked, and it took a long time for her to recover.

Luo Zhen, on the other hand, had already taken two steps back, and actively opened the distance between the two of them.

"Go up."

An urging voice sounded.

Ning Rou thought that she had heard wrongly, raised her head and opened her eyes slightly.

Soon, Luo Zhen's voice came again.

"When you go upstairs, I'll go back."

Go back—to the hotel, or to Haishi?

Hearing Luo Zhen said that she wanted to go back, her subconscious reaction turned out to be this.

She wanted to ask, but dared not.

What if I ask?

No result, always no result.

Asking too much will only cause trouble for the two of them.

After only ten minutes of getting along with each other, she developed an undue lust for Luo Zhen.

In other words, these secret feelings never disappeared, they were just hidden.

Looking at the beautiful and moving face in front of her, Ning Rou felt soreness in her heart, and even her eyes were full of bitterness.

She thought she had disguised herself very well, but Luo Zhen had already guessed what she was thinking.

Before the sour emotions were completely suppressed, another cold voice with a little puzzlement came from next to his ear.

"It's just going back to the hotel, why is this expression?" Has

it been seen?

Ning Rou felt embarrassed, her two soft lips fluttered lightly in the darkness, but she didn't make a sound.

Luo Zhen saw her pitiful and flustered embarrassment, and her throat moved invisibly.

The fingertips of the ten fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.

Unable to explain the reason, she suddenly wanted to do something to Ning Rou.

Holding hands, hugging, kissing, even -- more intimate entanglement.

It's like a strong wind suddenly blows on the calm sea, and there is no time for people to react, those thoughts will turn out monstrous waves in the heart.

Luo Zhen stood on the spot, panting silently in his throat.

With all her sanity left, she couldn't do anything.

She can't, and she doesn't want to, force Ning Rou to accompany her to do things that can only be done between lovers.

All she can do is watch Ning Rou return home safely.

"Go up."

It was the same three words again.

Ning Rou bit her lip, holding the soup pot in her arms, and nodded obediently.

Just one glance reminded Luo Zhen of the baby Ning he met in the kindergarten that day.

The mother and daughter are simply carved out of the same mold.

Ning Rou quickly turned around and went upstairs. When she turned the corner, she still couldn't hold back and looked back.

Luo Zhen was still standing at the stairs, his eyes slightly raised, his cold face was calm and calm.

It wasn't until Ning Rou's exhortation sound came from the front that there was a trace of vivid brilliance in her eyes.

"When you go back to the hotel, you must also pay attention to safety." The

gentle and soft voice, the moment it entered the ear along the wind, it immediately turned into a soft feather.

Luo Zhen's heart was a little crisp and a little itchy.

He froze for a full minute before remembering to nod.

Ning Rou seems to enjoy this moment very much.

In the dark corner, she slightly bent her lips, and smiled lightly at Luo Zhen.

This was the first smile she showed since the two reunited.

There is no cover-up, no pretense, and no coercion.

Such a real smile.

Gentle, innocent, and a little shy.

Just like when the two first met, clean, obedient - and charming.

Luo Zhen's red lips were tightly pursed, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest.

The thoughts and desires that had been suppressed for five years all exploded at this moment.

Her thoughts were so chaotic that she almost forgot her rationality.

If it weren't for the half-floor of stairs between the two of them, she might not be able to maintain the last trace of calmness.

The soup pot in my arms is light and weighs almost nothing, but when I walk, I can feel something shaking inside.

Is it soup?

Ning Rou couldn't help guessing.

Until I entered the house, I was still thinking about this matter in my mind.

Baby Ning had already gone to bed, and the lights in the room were off.

She took off her shoes, locked the door, and immediately turned on the night light by the wall. Without even putting down the soup pot in her arms, she stepped on her slippers and ran towards the window in two or three steps.

The moment he lowered his eyes, as expected, he saw a woman.

Luo Zhen was still standing downstairs with a slim figure.

For no reason, my heart was a little restless.

Before she looked back, the woman raised her head and looked at her from a long distance away.

The phone in his pocket also vibrated at this moment.

Ning Rou's heart began to feel hot for no reason.

She knew that this call must be from Luo Zhen.

The buzzing sound continued, and Baby Ning on the bed seemed to hear it too. He closed his eyes and hugged the little shark pillow in his arms, turned over and called out 'Mom' softly.

Ning Rou heard her daughter calling softly, so she quickly picked up the phone, without even looking at it, she pressed the green connect button.

The phone call is from Luo Zhen.

The voice from inside was still cold and calm.

Even words are the simplest two words.

But Ning Rou's cheeks still turned red in an instant—

"Goodbye."

Luo Zhen said 'goodbye' to her.

Just a normal farewell.

She couldn't help telling herself like this, it seemed that only by thinking this way would she have the courage to reply with the same answer.

Time passed by, and half a day later, she finally indulged her heart again, and responded softly—

"Goodbye." The

momentary confusion is enough to make people do many things that shouldn't be done on impulse thing.

Luo Zhen's back quickly disappeared into the alley.

Ning Rou's thoughts recovered from the panic at this moment.

It wasn't until this time that she realized what the 'goodbye' she just said to Luo Zhen meant - by

saying 'goodbye', it meant that the two of them would continue to communicate in the future.

She was always so easily swayed, especially when facing Rozen.

Sometimes, without even reacting, they have already fallen into the trap prepared by Luo Zhen in advance.

Like last time, like this time.

Obviously wanting to ruthlessly cut off all connections, but the result is that in getting along again and again, she fell step by step, allowing Luo Zhen to break her bottom line.

Heart, flustered again.

At some point, Baby Ning woke up.

She seemed to see that her mother was thinking about something, so she kept silent, just lying on the bed obediently with her eyes open, watching her mother walk to the table, and opened the soup pot that had disappeared for two days.

The moment the pot lid was unscrewed, she smelled a faint sweet smell.

Like the milk tea my mother brought back a few days ago, it is very fragrant and very attractive.

She was also a little hungry.

But she still didn't make a sound, she still fell asleep quietly on her side, without even moving.

What Luo Zhen put in the soup pot was a bowl of ice-cold sweet rice ball soup. There were many ingredients in it, including red beans, red dates, lotus seeds and longan. As for the rice balls, they were Ning Rou's favorite sesame stuffing Son.

There are not many things, and pour them all out, just filling half a small bowl for eating.

Ning Rou has never eaten much, this half bowl of glutinous rice balls is almost enough for her to finish.

Come to think of it, Luo really guessed that she didn't have a refrigerator at home, so she only installed this little.

Otherwise, if you can't finish it, you will have to throw it away if it breaks tomorrow morning.

Ning Rou sat at the table, her eyebrows drooping slightly, and her cheeks were slightly red.

The sweet soup is placed in the bowl, and the aroma of red dates floats in the air.

Her throat moved slightly, but she didn't move any further.

For some reason, she was a little reluctant to eat.

Five minutes later, she finally stood up and brought a spoon from the kitchen.

It was also at this time that she realized that Baby Ning had woken up.

The child is always very good and never troubles others.

Not to mention outsiders, sometimes even Ning Rou thinks she is too sensible.

It's like now, when I'm clearly awake, I don't know how to call her 'Mom'.

The headlights in the room were not turned on, so the room was a little dark.

Under the warm yellow light, Baby Ning's face looked even more fair and lovely.

Her hair was not long, it just reached the nape of her neck, and it was loose at this moment, looking a little messy.

Ning Rou held the spoon in her hand, and it wasn't until she walked to the bed that Ning Baobao smiled at her with her lips pursed.

"Mom." The

word 'Mom' melts people's hearts.

Ning Rou stretched out her hand, touched her little head, and bent her lips.

"Why didn't you call mom when you woke up?"

"Are you hungry?"

Both mother and daughter have a soft spot for sweets.

What's more, this bowl of sweet soup was sent by Luo Zhen.

In terms of emotion and reason, give the baby a taste.

The yellow hair under the palm was soft and smooth, Ning Rou instantly thought of the girl with yellow hair in the photo, and her heart felt dry again.

It wasn't until her daughter's voice sounded that she regained her senses a little.

"Baby is not hungry, mother eats."

Mother goes to work to earn money, works hard every day, and her ears are always hurt because of illness. Baby Ning knows all these things in his heart.

In an ordinary family, all the delicious food is reserved for the children.

Baby Ning is different, she always leaves delicious food to her mother.

Occasionally, the teachers and children in the kindergarten gave her some snacks, but she would not eat them all by herself, and would always keep half of them to take home, waiting for her mother to come back to eat.

When Ning Rou heard the sound, the smile in her eyes became more gentle.

"Baby eats with mom, and then brushes teeth with mom, okay?"

Baby Ning listened to this request, thought for a while, finally nodded, and stretched out his hands to Ning Rou.

In a blink of an eye, the mother and daughter sat at the dining table together.

It's not that I haven't eaten glutinous rice balls before.

But I don't know why, the bowl Luozhen sent tastes particularly good.

Even Baby Ning couldn't help but drink a few more mouthfuls of soup.

On a hot summer night, a sip of ice-cold sweet soup is more delicious than anything else.

Ning Baobao couldn't help but smacked his lips, a happy and satisfied smile filled his small face.

This was the first time she had eaten such a delicious thing.

Before Ning Rou could ask her, she smiled and boasted.

"It's so fragrant, the baby likes it~"

Ning Rou pierced a small glutinous rice ball with a spoon, scooped out some black sesame filling, and sent it to her daughter's mouth.

Baby Ning opened his mouth and only took half a mouthful.

"Mom eats too."

Ning Rou smiled, and then finished the remaining half of the sweet stuffing.

The taste is exactly as Ning Baobao said, it is really good.

Sweet, but not so sweet, the taste is also very rich, obviously only a few of the most common ingredients, but there is always a faint herbal fragrance when eaten.

Of course she didn't know that the soup base of this bowl of sweet soup was made from several kinds of precious medicinal materials.

The mother and daughter took one bite, and soon, a bowl of glutinous rice balls was drained.

Ning Rou took the soup pot and bowls to wash, and when she returned to the dining table, Baby Ning found the photo of Luo Zhen when she was fifteen years old from her account book.

"Mom, where did you buy the glutinous rice balls? They are delicious. When I go to the kindergarten tomorrow, I will tell Mianmian to ask Uncle Liu to buy them for her too~"

Ning Baobao was fiddling with Luo Zhen's photo. Only round eyes looked at the water Lingling.

Ning Rou froze, not knowing how to explain the origin of this bowl of sweet soup.

After being silent for a while, he gave a perfunctory answer.

"I didn't buy it from my mother, it was a gift from my mother's friend."

Friend?

Ning Baobao grasped the key words and immediately thought of a person.

Before Ning Rou could react, Luo Zhen's photo had already been sent to her eyes.

There was also a childish and innocent question that sounded in the air.

"Is this sister?"

Sister—

how can the baby be called Sister Luozhen?

Isn't this a difference in seniority?

Ning Rou didn't know what to think of, her face suddenly turned red, and her voice trembled slightly.

"You can't call me sister."

Ning Baobao frowned, his eyes a little dazed.

In her eyes, both Luo Zhen in the photo and Luo Zhen in reality are very young.

Why can't you call me sister? She didn't understand, she didn't even think about it, so she asked

her confusion -- "

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