Love After Divorce GL

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Exchange—Secret?

Ning Rou opened her eyes, before she could reply, Luo Zhen moved forward, and the upper bodies of the two of them immediately got closer.

Between the nostrils, there is a faint citrus aroma, as well as a quiet woody medicinal aroma.

They all smell very good, easily confused her heart.

She felt Luo Zhen's lips on her cheek, and also felt the faint breathing sound coming from her ear.

It was scorching hot and slightly sweet, making her face reddened uncontrollably.

Her consciousness, trapped in this darkness, was completely captured without a sound.

After he reacted, the woman's voice rang close to his ears.

"Do you know? Before I met you, I was in Luo's house and I didn't have any right to speak."

Luo Zhen's tone was so calm that there was no ups and downs.

It seemed that everything she was talking about at this time did not happen to herself, but to an indifferent stranger—

a seventeen-year-old girl who lived under her father's oppression all day long and had no money. , no privacy, and no freedom. I just hope that one day I can leave this cage-like home.

After waiting for a long time, she finally got a chance to escape.

However, she never thought that the only luxury in her dark life would be brutally strangled by a blade in the end.

The blade was very thin and thin, but it made her lie in a pool of blood in the stairwell all night.

Autumn, which is full of yellow leaves, is Luozhen's favorite season.

To this day, she still remembers those romantic autumn nights—the

horrible, strong smell of blood.

Every time she thinks about it, her heart can't help but chill.

"Luo Zhenting refused to let me go abroad, so I found someone to secretly stuff the blade into my clothes."

"He succeeded, he made me never leave the Luo family."

"Do you think I'm stupid? ?" After the

story was told, Luo Zhen's expression remained calm, and his red lips, covered by his long hair, were slightly hooked, revealing an indifferent smile.

She didn't say who the person who inserted the blade was, she was afraid that Ning Rou would not be able to accept it.

Being hurt by one's own father is sad enough; being betrayed by one's best friend is even more ironic.

Luo Zhen lowered his eyes, in the bottom of his heart, he still hid some resentment towards that past event after all.

Blame Luo Zhenting and Pei Yi.

It's not that she can't take revenge, but even if she does, what can she do?

Luo Zhenting was her biological father, who also gave her some meager paternal love in her childhood when she didn't remember anything; and Pei Yi also gave her a warm friendship when she was a teenager.

The more you can't get anything, the more you want something.

Before meeting Ning Rou, her life was gloomy, and the little light of father's love and friendship was enough for her to hide it in her heart and cherish it as a treasure.

Even after being hurt like that, she just felt disappointed with her father and friends, and would rather endure the pain alone than reveal the truth.

Like a child abandoned by everyone, she will keep everyone who is good to her in her heart, and always hopes that there will be someone who will care, care and love herself for the rest of her life.

But it was only in the end that she discovered that everyone's kindness to her had interests and purposes in them.

Only Ning Rou didn't demand anything from her.

Even when he left, he didn't take a penny, only a photo.

her photo.

Just thinking about this matter, Luo Zhen's heart was sore, but wrapped in this sour taste, was a ray of secret and unknowable joy.

Even she herself didn't realize the joy.

Ning Rou really loves her, just like she loves Ning Rou.

Only when you really love someone will you do such a stupid thing -

don't use a bank card with a balance of several million, but only take a worthless old photo.

Luo Zhen was still immersed in the memories, and before she could recover, a drop of water fell from the air and landed firmly on her palm.

She lowered her head to look around, only to see a thin layer of water marks on her palm, and when she raised her eyes to look at Ning Rou, she realized that she didn't know when she was crying.

Without asking, she also knew who Ning Rou shed tears for.

She felt lucky, glad that she didn't tell the whole truth, because once she did, Ning Rou would only cry harder than now.

Within four weeks, there was no sound, and the atmosphere was inexplicably quiet and desolate.

When Ning Rou cried, she was very quiet, and the sobs in her throat were all suppressed.

Her tears didn't flow much, like beads that were randomly placed on the edge of the table after the thread was broken. Only when the wind blows, would a bead fall to the ground, intermittently, never ending.

Although Luo Zhen guessed that Ning Rou would cry because of this incident, but looking at those red eyes at this moment, her heart still ached unconsciously.

She pursed her lips, with an indifferent smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she didn't care about what happened back then.

Before Ning Rou opened her mouth, she stretched out her left hand, which had not been rubbed with medicine, and lightly touched the wet red eyes with her fingertips against the scent of woody fruit in the air.

"Why are you crying?"

"It's all over, the wound on the wrist has long since ceased to hurt."

The more indifferent Luo Zhen showed, the more Ning Rou's heart ached.

In Luozhen's photo album, she saw countless pictures of Luozhen and the piano together, but after three years of marriage, Luozhen has never played the piano at home.

She thought that Luo Zhen was busy with the company's affairs and had no time to spend on her hobbies, but she never thought that the real reason was that Luo Zhen couldn't play the piano at all.

She felt sad for Luo Zhen.

For the first time in her life, she experienced what it feels like to 'hate'.

She hated Luo Zhenting, how could she do such a cruel thing to Luo Zhen.

Thinking of Luo Zhen's self-mockery just now, her eyes turned redder, and both hands unconsciously held Luo Zhen's injured wrist tightly.

"You are not stupid, you are not stupid at all!"

"It is Luo Zhenting who is too bad, he is not worthy to be your father!"

Luo Zhenting was not very kind to Ning Rou.

A strange woman who came out of nowhere and didn't know a word, suddenly married Luo Zhen and entered the Luo family.

For Ning Rou, he looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Although Ning Rou was blunt, he could somewhat feel this kind of contempt.

She didn't care much about it herself, because the other party was Luo Zhen's father, and every time he mentioned it, she would call him "Mr. Luo" with respect.

But now, she feels that Luo Zhenting is not worthy of her own respect, and finally understands why Luo Zhen never called Luo Zhenting 'Dad'.

Her eyes were sour, and her tears seemed to have stopped, she just looked at Luo Zhen aggrievedly in the pale hazy moonlight.

As pitiful as it is, it is as touching as it is.

Luo Zhen's heart was hot.

She could hear Ning Rou's concern and distress for herself, as well as her hatred and dissatisfaction with Luo Zhenting in Ning Rou's tone.

Ning Rou was angry, angry, so real, without any falsehood.

In the eight years of acquaintance, she has never seen Ning Rou angry, and tonight is the first time she has seen her.

It's for her.

For her sake, Ning Rou revealed a side of her soft and docile character that had never been shown before.

For no reason, she suddenly had an urge to cry.

How lucky she was to meet Ning Rou in the vast crowd.

How lucky she was to find Ning Rou back after losing her.

She never believed in fate, she felt that fate should be in her own hands, but at this moment, she had to thank God -

let Ning Rou come to her side.

Her fingertips were still resting on the reddish eye corners, and she saw that there were no tears in those red eye sockets, but she only exerted a little force on her fingers, and a round teardrop flowed smoothly. Look out of the corner.

Press it once, and a tear can be squeezed out.

It was exactly the same as Baby Ning who was sick in her arms that day, but would rather close her eyes than shed tears.

Stubborn and cute.

Can't help but feel distressed.

Her right hand was held by Ning Rou, so she could only release her left hand from Ning Rou's face, and went all the way down, gently encircling the slender waist hidden in the white nightdress, and brought the person in front of her. He took the belt, and then held the person in his arms with one hand.

Very gentle movements, without any sense of passion/desire beyond the boundaries.

I just want to coax Ning Rou.

Without words to comfort her, she loosened her hand from Ning Rou's waist, imitating Ning Rou's previous method of comforting her, using her palm to gently caress Ning Rou's back again and again.

In the night sky, a silver moon hangs high.

Across the gap in the curtains, shrouded in moonlight, are two bodies cuddling tightly.

Time passed minute by minute, until the body in his arms gradually calmed down, Luo Zhen was finally willing to let him go.

Ning Rou still lowered her head and did not let go of her wrist.

She knew that Ning Rou felt sorry for her injuries, and she also felt sorry for her. From now on, she would never be able to play the piano again.

She felt the sadness on the fingertips of her wrist.

This made her heart ache, not for herself, but for Ning Rou.

There was silence in the air.

Ning Rou's heart is still heavy.

Before she noticed, Luozhen's hand was already on her arm.

Those pinholes can be traced back to when she was four or five years old.

The moonlight was dim, her arms were white and flawless, and there were no scars on them.

But Luo Zhen's hands had already memorized the positions of all the needle holes.

"I told you my secret."

"Now, it's up to you."

"Tell me, how did these pinholes come about?"

It was still a gentle, coaxing, and deceptive question .

Ning Rou's heart defense is the weakest at this moment.

It was impossible to resist such a tone.

She lowered her head, her lips were slightly loosened, and she answered Luo Zhen's question without evading for the first time.

"Well... injections."

"I get injections every day, so, so there are needles."

Her voice was calm, as if she had long been accustomed to the matter of 'injections'.

But Luo Zhen felt his scalp tingle when he heard it.

Ning Rou will not lie to others, and Ning Rou will not lie to her.

Ning Rou said that injections are required every day, so it means that injections are required every day.

But why is a healthy person required to get injections every day?

Inexplicably, there was a bone-chilling chill in her heart.

When he spoke again, his voice trembled slightly.

She didn't dare to ask, but had to keep asking.

"With so many needle holes, how many injections do you need in a day?"

Her tone was filled with curiosity, and there was no sign of any deeper inquiry.

Ning Rou was unprepared, and quickly gave an answer.

"Sometimes it's more, sometimes it's less."

"You can't say for sure."

More, how do you define more?

Less, how to define less?

Luo Zhen wanted to continue asking, but he was afraid that asking too specific would make Ning Rou suspicious, so he asked another question.

Another more important question.

"Oh, what kind of injections were they given?"

It was still a very casual and casual tone, which would not arouse the slightest suspicion.

Ning Rou really had no doubts.

This question was a bit difficult for her.

She thought for a while, then shook her head, and gave the answer in a soft voice.

"Too many."

"Everything."

"I can't read ." "I do

n't know what kind of injection."

Too many, everything——

Hearing these two words, Luo Zhen felt chills all over his body, and his hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her thoughts were a little confused, and she woke up after more than ten seconds, and forced herself to ask again.

"You don't know any of them?"

Ning Rou still shook her head.

She really didn't know, she didn't even dare to read those Chinese characters, so how could she have the ability to recognize them?

She wanted to say that she didn't know, but some vague images floated in her mind. It was a pile of white and transparent test tubes with English labels she didn't know. The man's voice -

"The hormone level is not up to standard, we need to continue to get injections and adjustments."

Immediately afterwards, she saw the man pick out a test tube from a pile of test tubes and hand it to the assistant next to him.

The label on the test tube only had four uppercase English letters written on it.

Before her consciousness could react, she had already pronounced the four letters in her

mouth—"EPIB."

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