life thirty

Chapter 22 Her Invitation

So this is the reason why there has been no movement until now!

I listened numbly to the sound in the earphones, even though it was past three o'clock in the morning, I still didn't feel sleepy.

Annoyed, he took off the earphones, laid the chair flat, and fell back, tears streaming out for the first time.

This was the first time in my adult life that I cried so helplessly, with my arms covering my eyes, and the heat flowed out.

The feeling of being calculated behind the scenes by people who have always been family members is really uncomfortable.

I cried until I choked up, the door was knocked, I turned off the computer, wiped away the tears on my face, opened the door, the little figure at the door jumped up, and handed the doll in my hand to me.

"Father...don't be unhappy. I'll give you my doll. With it to accompany you, any unhappiness will disappear."

After I finished speaking, I went back to the room by myself. I looked at the carefully closed door, and then looked down at the doll in my hand. Tears welled up in my eyes, but the essence was different from before.

At least Huanhuan gave me a concept by coincidence—even though everyone around me is plotting against me, she is still the person who is the least capable of plotting against me, and she is also an important support for my future life.

Thinking of this, tears stopped for a moment, I packed my things, and after confirming that no one had entered the study, I turned off the lights and went back to the bedroom.

Fortunately, Song Yu was already sound asleep.

I lifted the quilt and got in. I felt very uncomfortable, and felt that something extremely dirty was sleeping next to me. I even felt that the whole room was filled with an extremely disgusting atmosphere.

Lying in bed all night, so disgusted that he dared not move an inch, the moment the alarm clock rang in the morning, he turned over from the bed as if he had been redeemed.

I don’t know if everyone is as patient as I am. I’ve seen a lot of news reports on the Internet about wives being beaten up in the street because of cheating, or directly killing adulterers and wives.

My first reaction was actually to mention killing these two guys, but because of my responsibility to the children, I dare not do this.

After washing up, looking at an extra message reminder on my phone, I remembered that I hadn't received the emoji from that number last night. I clicked on the message, and there was an emoji with a sentence under the blank space.

"At eight o'clock tonight, you wear snacks, and I bring beer."

hiss!

I got excited for a moment!

The reason why I haven’t seen that woman on the rooftop during this period of time is that we have been relying on mobile phones to communicate!

As if the life that had lost its extravagant hopes was ignited by her, I felt refreshed.

The whispers in the company are quite pleasing to the eye, and the piles of documents are even more cute.

It's been a long time since I found out that I'm looking forward to the night so much!

And when it's really night, I mention

Holding a large shopping bag full of snacks, looking at a woman in a smoky gray casual suit with slightly curly long hair tied loosely and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Compared with before, she has never been a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, but has become an adult woman who exudes intellectual charm but has no sense of distance.

Looking at her age, I always thought she must be not much younger than Song Yu, but with her outfit today, she looks like she is in her early 20s.

"What are you looking at? I'm dressed in a strange way?"

She frowned and put down the beer in her arms, sat cross-legged on the ground, her posture was natural and unaffected, and then looked at me.

"Are you going to stand and drink with me today?"

I felt like I was a fool standing still, so I sat down quickly.

A large bag of snacks was placed in the middle, and she arranged the beer accordingly, opened a bottle and handed it to me. It was a familiar wine bottle with a faint aroma, which seemed to match her very well.

"I drank your wine before, it was quite spicy."

I explained lightly, and I nodded in response. I took a sip and it tasted like lychee.

"When I have troubles, I choose to drink to relieve my worries. After getting drunk, I find that the headache is still there... I don't think drinking needs to be strong, as long as it tastes good."

Her voice was still indifferent, without any emotion, but her voice was still charming.

i know she is

Speaking of the fact that I kept complaining to her when I was drunk, I was always grateful that she didn't directly report to the police that a drunkard on the rooftop harassed her.

Although I don't remember what I said to her, at least as far as I can remember, I seem to have started nagging since before I met Song Yu.

Thinking of this, I was too embarrassed to look at her.

"I haven't introduced myself, Liang Ruoling, a writer on the official account."

Liang Ruoling, I feel that the name fits the person very well, it even seems to describe her, like an elf...

I was thinking like this, and when I looked up and saw her looking at me, I realized that I didn't give my name, so I quickly put down the beer, and said seriously, "Yao Jinggen, I'm currently working as a sales manager in a company..."

As I said, when I thought about my age, my wife cheated on me, I still held back my inability to get a divorce, and the man was so useless, no amount of introductions could erase the shame.

And Liang Ruoling knows me very well. Although she revealed it casually, the daily SMS greetings in the past half month have given me great spiritual support.

I took a deep breath and grabbed the bottle.

"I've been bothering you a lot during this time, please forgive me."

As he spoke, he drank the beer in one gulp, but didn't get her answer. Looking over, she was eating oden.

Seeing me looking at her, I handed the box over, "You don't wonder why I know your mobile phone number

code? "

Of course I was curious about this, but after knowing that the person was Liang Ruoling, I felt that I should have said it accidentally when I was drunk.

"I was curious at first, but it doesn't matter now, at least I am very grateful for this number during this time."

Thank you for alerting me in the dead of night when I can't control my emotions, and there are people watching me, I can't fall down.

"You think a lot, but I'm surprised that you didn't blacklist me."

She said with crooked eyebrows, her smile was so comfortable that she wanted to immerse people in the spring water, but it didn't matter if she drowned.

"I was also surprised that you could listen to my complaints and cover me with a blanket when I was drunk."

After I replied, I felt my abruptness and wanted to explain, but Liang Ruoling burst out laughing.

"It may be an occupational disease. Before I met you, I hadn't written anything for half a month, but the first time I saw you that night, I thought you were a person with a story."

I smiled helplessly, "Originally, you were just thinking of trying your luck, but you ended up meeting the story material of a failed family like me?"

She didn't deny it, but I was relieved that she kept in touch with me in order to hear the story, at least she didn't hide her purpose.

The rare breakthrough allows me to catch my breath.

"I saw your wife go to the next building to find that man."

(End of this chapter)

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