The air in the late spring was filled with warmth, and he suddenly hugged him, she couldn't tell for a while whether the warmth that suddenly hit the tip of her nose was his or the air.

He wrapped his arms around her, his broad chest pressed against her back, and he rested his chin on her shoulder and took a deep breath. Lin Xiyu struggled subconsciously, and he immediately tightened his arms, fearing that he would accidentally let her escape.

"Would you like to go back with me? Baby can't live without you."

His slightly hoarse voice sounded in her ear. The tone of his speech surprised her, it was low and seemed to be pleading. In her impression, he has always been strong, he speaks with confidence, and he has a kind of innate self-confidence. It is the first time she has heard such a weak tone like asking for help.

The weather in April has begun to be warm, the spring flowers are blooming, and the fragrance of flowers spreads in the air. The warm breath on his body envelopes him, and the fragrance of flowers that permeates his nose creates a special smell.

"Brother Junting, let's get together and leave."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to break his hand away, but after he was stiff for a moment, he hugged her tighter, he buried his face in her shoulder, she heard his deep breathing, and it took a while before he said : "Xixi, I love you, I really love you, I can't live without you, please don't leave me, okay?"

His tone was unbelievably hoarse, like someone who was seriously ill. Every word was spoken with great strength, but every word carried a deep meaning from the bottom of his heart.

He told her that he loved her, much to her astonishment. Would a man like him say love to a woman?

At that moment, she even had an idea, she felt that he might really love her, loved her for a long time, and loved her when she didn't know it.

But she immediately thought that this man was full of lies, that he had a deep mind, that he could play anyone with applause, and that he lied without blinking, deceiving her.

Her silence made his heart sink a little bit, and she seemed to be telling him that she was unmoved by his words.

He tried his best to keep her, but she was unmoved after all.

He finally let go of her little by little, Lin Xiyu broke free from his arms, turned to look at him, but Lu Junting's expression at this time startled Lin Xiyu, not because his expression was terrible, but Such an expression on a person like Lu Junting is too outrageous.

However, he saw that his eyes were red, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

At this time, his expression made people feel that he was suffering some kind of pain that he couldn't bear, and even his strong temperament became depressed.

It was as if he would be overwhelmed and fall down with a single blow.

Looking at him like this, Lin Xiyu didn't know how to react for a long time. She really didn't understand why he showed the way she hurt him, but it was clearly he was deceiving her, didn't she?

Using her as a substitute, tricking her into giving birth to a child, and using him, which one is not too much? But people all have compassion, not to mention that this man is the father of her child no matter what, she couldn't say anything serious to him, she sighed softly and said, "Brother Junting, we really There is no way to continue."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and entered the room. This time he was not catching up. She looked down from the window, and Lu Junting was still standing there, bowing his back slightly, as if he had been severely hit. The weather in the spring is obviously warm and warm, but his figure looks lonely and lonely, standing in the sun, but he seems to be standing in another parallel world, where the sun can't even shine in, looking around, only the desolate and loneliness.

She took a deep breath and pulled the curtains back to the bottom. She adjusted her breathing and slowly calmed down the discomfort.

Lu Junting stayed that day until the sunset completely sank before leaving. She thought she had already said so, and he should have figured it out, but he didn't expect that he had been texting her since the next day.

All the pictures of Gubao, when Gubao cried, he took a picture of him crying and sent it to him.

"Look at your son crying, don't you feel sorry for him, don't you care about him?"

The words seemed to attack her with his compelling aura.

Gu Bao was accidentally injured, and he sent her a photo of his injury.

"You see that your son is injured, won't you come back and have a look?"

It was like fighting a trapped beast. She even wondered if Lu Junting was crazy. Why did she send this to her? She was so angry and angry when she saw Bao Bao crying and hurt. She wanted to call him to find out what happened to him. What did she want to do, but she felt that it would be futile to ask more questions. Later, when she gritted her teeth, she blocked him directly, and sent him a message before blocking.

"When do you think about divorce, when do you call me."

Gubao started to cry again. Every day at this time, he began to think about his mother, because mother would come back at this time in the past, but now his mother is not coming back, and it is very sad not to see his mother Gubao.

Lu Junting sent the picture of him crying, but looking at the exclamation mark next to the picture, he seemed to be frozen. She blocked him, and she blocked him.

He stared blankly for a long time like this, and then flipped through the messages he sent her. She didn't reply to a single one, no matter how much she sent pictures of the child crying, or even sent her pictures of the injured child, she wouldn't reply.

But now, she blocked him directly.

How could she be so cruel!

At this moment, the huge sense of powerlessness that could not escape his fate suddenly hit, and he suddenly realized that what he was doing now was different from what her mother did back then. Blackmailing the other party with the child, humbly begging the other party to come back for the sake of the child.

So in the future, will he become more and more excessive and become as abusive to his children as her mother?

A sense of panic hit, and he hugged the crying child almost immediately. He hugged him, rubbed his head to comfort him, and said to him over and over again, "Don't cry, darling." As if to tell him, again As if telling myself, "Daddy won't be like that, Daddy will never be like that."

He still remembered that it was the year when he was ten years old. His mother's mental state was getting worse and worse. She often beat him, using a very thick cane to slap him, pinching one of his arms to bruise and bruising, and even took pictures of him. The photos were sent to my father who was away from home all year round.

She has gone crazy and wants to force her husband back in this way.

Those were the most painful days in his life. Facing the torture from the relatives he depended on the most, he lived in fear all day at a young age. At that time, returning home became his greatest fear.

That little girl appeared at that time. On that day, in the gorgeous and deserted room of Lu's house, his mother once again took a cane and whipped him, screaming hysterically while whipping.

He was already used to her madness, gritted his teeth, and let her smoke without saying a word. At that time, his grandparents were in their hometown in the countryside, and the old man was happy and wanted to go back to the countryside to retire. The family lived in the main house, because his father never returned home, so he and his mother lived in the empty house.

Cold, gorgeous, and empty, that was his biggest impression of the Lu family.

It was midsummer, and there were cries of Zhi outside the window, one after another, sharper than her mother's voice.

The door was not closed tightly, he glanced subconsciously, and saw a kid at the crack of the door poking his head there, he swept his gaze and she ran away immediately.

When her mother was exhausted, she took a picture and sent it to his father. He walked out of the door with a blank face, swept around and didn't find the kid, and finally saw half of the head sticking out behind the sculpture not far away.

"get out."

She timidly walked out from behind the sculpture, a round little girl with a ponytail, revealing a small round face with a pair of clear round eyes, wearing short sleeves and shorts, showing her arms And the calf is also meaty. The whole person looks very soft, the kind of softness that makes people want to pinch.

She waved her chubby hand and explained to him seriously, "I didn't mean to peek."

"Sneak peek next time and gouge out your eyes."

"..."

She was so frightened that she trembled all over, so little girl was so threatened by him that she didn't even cry, and she dared to come up, she pointed to the bruised scar on his exposed arm and said, "Brother , you seem to be injured."

"Go away." He was not polite at all.

"You are really hurt, and you need to apply medicine if you are injured."

"I'll let you go."

Probably because his expression was too cold and his tone was too fierce, grievances suddenly appeared on the little girl's small round face, her little mouth was deflated, and she was about to cry, but she couldn't stop crying, she turned around and ran with a pair of short legs. Far.

The young Lu Junting sat on the steps and didn't care about the injury on his body. He was injured many times, and he didn't feel much about the injury.

"The cicadas are noisy, the forest is more quiet, the birds are singing and the mountains are quieter." Zhi Da's cry made the surroundings seem quieter, and no one bothered him. He completely let himself go, the wounds on his body hurt, but he seemed to be abusing himself. , so quietly feel the pain.

There was a sudden sound of da da da trot, and when he looked back, it was the little girl who went and returned.

Being disturbed, he was very upset, and said coldly, "Didn't I tell you to get out? Why are you here again?"

The little girl walked over to him and took out an ointment from the jeans bag and said to him, "Aunt Yao said that if you are injured, apply this medicine and it will be healed soon. Can I help my brother apply the medicine?"

He stared at the ointment she handed over for a moment, but his expression turned colder, "Who cares about your medicine, get away with your medicine."

As a young man, he didn't know if he was tortured by his mother into a psychopath, a girl who was so soft and cute, but his attitude was not good at all.

She seemed to be a little afraid of him, bit her lip and struggled for a while, but she still stubbornly said to him, "I really need to apply medicine, otherwise the wound will become serious in the future, and it will be very painful."

He felt that she was very annoyed, and he pushed her on top of her. Who knew that she was even more unstable than he thought. When she was pushed, he fell directly to the ground. She frowned in pain and looked aggrieved. He said, "Why are you so fierce? Why are you pushing people?"

He also felt that he had gone too far, and he didn't want to bully such a small child. But he still insisted: "I told you to get out."

She got up from the ground, patted the dirt on her body casually, snorted angrily, turned and walked to the side of the stairs to sit down, he sat on the side of the stairs, she sat on the side of the price, pouting , himself angry there.

The dense wicker swayed lightly in the air, the trail was covered with lush green grass, and cuckoo birds shuttled among the willow leaves, making crisp calls.

The backyard was hot but quiet in the summer afternoon. The two of them were sitting on both sides of the steps, and the breeze was blowing and rolling up the fallen leaves.

Her anger came and went quickly, and her pouting mouth slowly flattened, she glanced at him a few times, and tried to sit on his side again.

"Brother, let me apply the medicine for you, okay?"

How can there be such a nasty child who can't understand words?

He was about to drive her away, but when he opened his mouth, she secretly stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth when he wasn't paying attention. Suddenly, a little sweetness spread out in his mouth.

Her crisp laughter came, and she said to him, "Eating a sweet will make you feel better."

"..."

The sudden sweetness made his head empty, and he forgot what to say.

And she had already opened his sleeve, she squeezed the ointment onto his wound, and her tender and tender hand with fleshy pits gently spread the ointment, and then blew on it a few times, her soft and waxy voice was gentle Coaxing him, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it will get better soon."

A feeling he had never experienced suddenly invaded, and the cold ointment was applied, and the burning pain seemed to ease a little. The air she blew lightly on his wound sent a hint of coolness, and he really didn't seem to feel the pain.

Since then, she has often come to look for him, with a bag of candy and a ointment. At first, like the first time, she hid at the door and watched timidly, watching him get beaten. Sometimes she couldn't bear it. Run away, but he will always wait outside, and every time he goes out after being beaten, he can see her.

He still remembered one time, probably because he was beaten so hard, this timid little girl rushed in and stood in front of him like a little chivalrous person, arguing righteously at his crazy mother Roared: "You stop, you don't hit him."

As soon as her mother became mad, she was irrational. She didn't care who was standing in front of her, how small a child. Seeing that her whip was about to fall on her, he hurriedly pushed her away and took it That whip.

The little girl was also frightened and stared blankly.

"Come on."

After being scolded by him, she reacted and hurriedly got up and ran away.

After that, she didn't dare to come over to see it again, she just waited quietly at the sculpture, waiting for him to come out, covered in injuries, then feed him candy and apply medicine to him.

Sometimes when she was wiping, she would suddenly hug her and cry, crying until her eyes and nose were red, and her long eyelashes were covered with tears.

"Why are you crying?" he asked her. "Why did she hit you, why did she hit you?"

"Why are there so many? Besides, she beat me and not you, why are you crying?"

"It will hurt a lot, brother Jun Ting will hurt a lot."

After she knew his name, she would always call him "Big Brother Jun Ting, Big Brother Jun Ting".

He thought she was funny, but he actually laughed, and he said, "I love me, but it doesn't hurt you."

"I don't want Brother Jun Ting to hurt, woo woo, I don't want Brother Jun Ting to hurt."

Seeing that she was crying pitifully, he comforted: "Don't cry, I don't feel pain."

"You lie, it hurts when I get cut by the grass. Brother Jun Ting's wound is so big, it will hurt even more, woo woo woo."

She cried so sadly that he didn't know how to coax the child, so he pushed her up from his arms, took a piece of candy from her pocket and put it in his mouth and said, "I really don't feel pain, just eat a sweet one. Okay." He smiled at her with a bruised face.

She finally held back her tears, wiped away her tears with a pair of fleshy hands, and then lay on his body to blow his wounds, whispering each time, "It will get better soon, it will get better soon. got up."

At this time, Lu Junting, who was in his thirties, recalled this past, and he hugged the son in his arms, the child with his and her blood.

She was desperate to divorce him, and she was anxious to get rid of him. They were still young that year, and she was only three years old at that time.

She said that if you are injured, you need to apply medicine, otherwise the wound will become serious, and it will be very painful.

But she didn't know that now he was also injured, and no one came to apply medicine to him.

He closed his eyes, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.

"dad."

His son's call finally brought him back to his senses. He looked down and saw the little guy staring at his face and touched his face with his fleshy little finger. Lu Junting glanced down and saw him The tips of those white and tender fingers were soaked with dampness. Lu Junting wiped it with his hand subconsciously, only to realize that he was crying.

Good baby doesn't know what's wrong with his father, but the baby is sensitive, watching his father cry, he can't help but feel sad, and he starts to whimper as soon as his small mouth is deflated. Lu Junting hurriedly hugged him, and he comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, baby is not afraid, Dad is fine, baby don't cry, okay?"

Why do you cry? He hadn't cried since he could remember. Even in those dark days when he was young, he hadn't shed a single tear when he was abused and tortured by his mother, but now, he was crying because she was going to divorce him.

It's so cowardly and pitiful, damn it!

Just a week after Lin Xiyu blocked Lu Junting, she received a call from him.

"Come to Changheng in the afternoon, we will sign the divorce agreement."

He hung up the phone after just saying that, neatly, just like his decisive attitude. Lin Xiyu didn't know if Lu Junting really wanted to divorce her, or what kind of routine he was playing, but she still went to Changheng after get off work in the afternoon.

Lu Junting asked his assistant to wait for her downstairs. His assistant knew Lin Xiyu and brought her directly to Lu Junting's office when he saw her.

This is Lin Xiyu's second visit to Lu Junting's office, and there has been a big change since the last time. The leisure area of ​​his office was dismantled and covered with colorful cushions. Lin Xiyu remembered that Lu Yuan had told her that Lu Junting is now even going to work. She would bring her children here, for fear that the child would be snatched away if she didn't pay attention, but she didn't see the child when she came here today.

Lu Junting was sitting on the sofa receiving guests, and when she saw her coming in, he just raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly.

There is absolutely no such humble and depressed look when she was saved before. However, this is what Lu Junting should look like, acting decisively and resolutely.

There was also a man in a suit standing next to Lu Junting. After she came in, the man pushed on his glasses and handed her the divorce agreement. "Mrs. Lu, please take a look first, and sign it if there is no problem."

Lin Xiyu took the agreement and glanced at it. It turned out that he didn't play tricks this time. He really asked her to sign the divorce agreement.

Probably because she can no longer be used as a tool person, anyway, there is a new tool person now, so she simply gave up.

It's good, it's good for everyone.

Lin Xiyu glanced at the agreement, and there was one that surprised her. Before Lu Junting asked her to sign the real estate separation agreement, there was a clause in the divorce agreement. After the divorce, he would convert half of the real estate into cash and give her to her.

Moreover, after reading the entire agreement, she didn't say that she couldn't look after the child. She looked at Lu Junting again. He was expressionless and didn't know what he was thinking about, as if he was doing business.

Lin Xiyu looked at it again and said, "No problem."

The lawyer said: "If there is no problem, the two of you will sign the agreement. After signing the agreement, it will have a legal effect, and the two will officially divorce."

The lawyer handed two pens to the two, and Lu Junting took it, without hesitation, he signed his name directly in the signature column. Lin Xiyu also signed his name.

Then she took out a real estate abandonment certificate from her bag. She signed it and handed it to the lawyer. "I won't ask for the compensation Mr. Lu gave me. This is my letter of abandonment."

The lawyer glanced at Lu Junting, and Lu Junting said lightly, "Let her go."

The two words are neat and tidy, without any emotion.

The lawyer took it and said to Lin Xiyu, "Miss Lin, please take a trip."

Thinking that she had nothing to do with her here, Lin Xiyu stood up and left without turning her head. Quickly walked out of his office, Lin Xiyu stopped a car at the gate of Changheng, it started to rain, and the spring rain hit him with a lingering coldness. The scenery outside the car window was blurred by the rain, as if entering a twisted world.

It was very strange, she thought that divorced Lu Junting would make her feel relieved, but at this moment, she didn't feel relieved at all, she couldn't tell what she was feeling, maybe because of the bad weather, her mood was like gray outside the window. The misty sky, condensed with the heavy feeling of rain.

Lu Junting was sitting on the sofa, watching the door close, and then looking down at the divorce agreement signed in front of him, he picked it up slowly, tore it in half from the middle, and handed it to the lawyer next to him, faceless. The expression said: "Throw it."

If you want freedom, I will give it to you.