The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 223 223: His light wraps him so unreally

get married or something.

What the hell is he talking about.

Shen Qinghuan's fingertips just stopped on the back of Lu Ziheng's hand, and Lu Ziheng clasped Shen Qinghuan's little hand backhand, and he pulled her into his arms for the second time, "Little girl, but if you keep teasing me like this, No way."

The air is so quiet that only the rustling of the ginkgo trees in the old alley can be heard.

Lu Ziheng hugged Shen Qinghuan for a long time, and the excitement just now slowly faded away.

God knows how happy he was when the little girl said she wanted a love that would never break up.

Lu Ziheng still remembered that not long after Ye Lanzhi and Lu Zhenting divorced, he was very depressed.

After drinking too much every night, Ye Lanzhi would always hit Lu Ziheng. When he was crying at first, Ye Lanzhi pointed at his nose and scolded Lu Ziheng for pretending to be as good at disguising as that promiscuous old man.

Later, Lu Ziheng gradually stopped crying, and gradually learned to lick his wounds alone in the dead of night.

One day, Ye Lanzhi found out that she kept a photo of Lu Zhenting, so she found scissors, and hysterically slashed the face on the photo to pieces.

It was at that moment that little Lu Ziheng seemed to understand that Ye Lanzhi was not cutting Lu Zhenting's photo, for a proud woman like her, what should be cut up was the unspeakable past.

When Ye Lanzhi was so drunk that she passed out, she would hold Lu Ziheng's hand and say that rich people don't have a good thing, and love is not such a good thing.

Later, Ye Lanzhi stopped drinking, she seemed to have an epiphany, quit her job, sold her property, and insisted on dragging her family to the imperial capital.

However, every inch of land in the imperial capital is expensive, and there has never been a shortage of people pouring in from outside.

On the surface, Ye Lanzhi looked no different from every migrant worker in Beidiao, and she was very active in her work every day. It was precisely because of this that Lu Ziheng felt that she might as well vent all her unhappiness.

After that, he foolishly spent all the money he earned on his uncle who couldn't get on the stage.

Lu Zhenting has never seen the lives of the two of them again, just like when a neighbor in a small town accidentally asked where the child's father was before they moved, Ye Lanzhi's answer was dead.

The other party was speechless, so he didn't continue to ask.

Maybe it will feel better for those who are not contacted only when they say they are dead.

Lu Zhenting's business is getting bigger and bigger, to what extent, although Lu Ziheng doesn't know, he has only seen him on the city billboards and watched him become someone's father from a distance. He pretended to meet countless times, but never took the initiative to recognize each other.

The failed marriage of his parents had become an indelible scar in his heart.

If it weren't for Shen Qinghuan's appearance, perhaps Lu Ziheng would never have thought of falling in love, getting married and having children in his life.

She used to be the only ray of light in his dark years, and now his light surrounds him like this, beautifully bringing back the lost tear duct image.

Lu Ziheng's eye sockets felt warm.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know what sad past Lu Ziheng remembered, so she gently patted his shoulder with her hand.

Perhaps at this moment, a thousand words are worth a silent hug.

Time stood still for a long time before Lu Ziheng let go of Shen Qinghuan, and he smiled at her: "Take your library?"

"Ok?"

Even though the relationship between the two of them has been established, Shen Qinghuan also understands that if Lu Ziheng didn't take the initiative to mention those secrets in his heart, if he asked himself, it might cause misunderstanding because of his inappropriate tone.

(End of this chapter)