life thirty

But luckily after that, I went to the hospital for a physical examination in time, and there was nothing wrong with it, and Huanhuan was also taken for a physical examination by me. After making sure that we were all healthy, I became even more disgusted with Song Yu.

It seems that I also told Huanhuan consciously or subconsciously, telling her not to be too close to her mother and make those kisses.

After a long time, when I saw Song Yu's appearance again, I actually felt that my initial judgment was really correct, a man who played tricks on himself and plotted against other women's women.

It is an extremely dangerous existence in itself, so when I saw the medical certificate later, I was very glad that I got Huanhuan out of Song Yu's reach as soon as possible.

After the housekeeping cleaned up the whole house thoroughly, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. I thought it was time for Huanhuan to go to bed, so I thought about going up to pick her up, but it was a pity that I was a step late.

When I went up, Huanhuan was already asleep.

Liang Ruoling was wearing the nightgown she wore when she first met me, and she also looked a little tired.

"I'll wake her up and send her downstairs before she goes to school tomorrow morning. Let her sleep with me tonight. It's always been like this anyway."

I didn't refuse, and I also felt that Huanhuan was much more comfortable with Liang Ruoling than with me, but it was not very good to bother others often.

Come home, lie in bed, cold

Remembering that it had been a long time since I had contacted He Shijing, I casually sent a message.

After all, there are already other women living in her home. If she even has a place to live, then it's probably...

"It's okay, I'm renting a house outside, and I will go back occasionally."

She replied in a neutral way, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

I remember she told me that Bian Wenbin's parents bought this house directly under her name as a bride price, and Bian Wenbin wrote a letter of guarantee that no matter what happened afterwards, the house belonged to He Shijing.

Song Yu must be foolish enough to think that as long as he lives in the house, the house is his own, but in fact, after divorcing He Shijing, even where Bian Wenbin lives will become a problem.

Of course, if the family has other real estate, it must be another problem, but for now, this possibility is unlikely.

I intuitively feel that the attitude towards Bian Wenbin over there should be good, but his family should value He Shijing more. But in fact, from the perspective of ordinary people, Song Yu and He Shijing are compared together. Song Yu guesses that apart from being able to scream better than He Shijing in bed, Nothing else.

Of course, this is my guess, but I feel that He Shijing is very similar to me in many ways.

"Is it convenient to meet tomorrow? I have something I want to ask you face to face."

I

I sent the message, but there was no reply for a long time. I thought she was unwilling, but after we met, I realized how abrupt and reckless I was. She answered me that "yes" was so determined.

The meeting place was a small cafe nearby. I almost didn't recognize He Shijing when she came.

Blue mask, big sunglasses and a coffee-colored bucket hat that I don't know how to describe.

When she sat in front of me, I was somewhat taken aback, because such a dress would attract many people's attention when walking on the street.

As for He Shijing, after my short period of contact, I can feel that she is actually a relatively introverted person, and she doesn't want to publicize her existence too much.

I stared at her in a daze, saw her take off her sunglasses, and said awkwardly, "Sorry, it's a little late to go out."

I just found out that she did this to cover up the bruises on her face. When I looked closely, there were such bruises on her wrists and neck.

I was a little angry for a moment, seeing her trembling hand holding the coffee cup, I couldn't even imagine what this woman had suffered at Bian Wenbin's place!

Anger came to my heart for a while, but I couldn't just go to Bian Wenbin's house and beat Bian Wenbin violently.

It can only be said that looking at the bruises on her body made her angry.

"The night before yesterday, suddenly rushed

He beat me up when I entered the rented house. He wanted me to hand over the house, but I refused. If I divorced him, I would definitely get nothing from my side, and I didn't have a child to ask for a sum of money. "

"I just want to keep the house his parents gave me before marriage, and pay for the disgusting experience of the past few years in a short time."

I listened quietly to her talking, and looked at the tears in her eyes. To be honest, Bian Wenbin really made me feel that he could force a person to such a level.

But this kind of scum can still abduct my wife who has been with me for seven or eight years, which seems to be quietly proving that I am actually worse than a scum.

"He was with other women before..."

"Before Song Yu, there were two women, but those two were single, so he cheated them casually. One of them got pregnant twice for him, and in the end, he probably couldn't bear it mentally, so he left. After leaving this city, Song Yu this time, I guess he...is not very likely to be responsible for her."

He Shijing, who has been here, naturally sees everything clearly. I think of the pictures I saw in the surveillance, and I can imagine Song Yu's future end, but I don't feel pity.

"There was an accident on my side some time ago, so things were delayed... Sorry, if my side didn't delay for so long, you wouldn't

meeting……"

As for He Shijing, even though I didn't have any contact with her before, but because my other half cheated and kept us together, I also feel inexplicably empathetic to her experience.

"It's nothing, he...I've been used to it for a long time, and I only blame myself for thinking that he is a human right now."

She spoke lightly, still indifferent, but I could feel that she was about to reach her limit.

Regarding domestic violence, I can only say that this should be the ugliest side of a man, and it is a bad habit hidden in human nature that has been passed down through the ages.

Fisting at others is something that can only be done by distorting the three views.

But all eyes on the whole world seem to acquiesce in the existence of husbands beating their wives, as if it is a very common thing.

At the beginning, everyone endured it, but in the end it was unbearable and they chose to call the police. However, the general result of the treatment is only a few simple mediations, and it is perfunctory.

As a result, many tragedies that can obviously be prevented have evolved to the point where they can only be solved by killing people.

I don't know if Song Yu was ever beaten by Bian Wenbin, but from the beginning to the end, I always regarded her as a person on the cusp of my heart, and I couldn't bear to scold her.

If she was beaten, would she be as calm as He Shijing? It's really beyond my imagination.

(End of this chapter)