Chapter 223

Get married or something.

What the hell is he talking about.

Shen Qinghuan's rotating fingertips stopped on the back of Lu Ziheng's hand. Lu Ziheng clasped Shen Qinghuan's small hand with his backhand. He pulled the man into his arms for the second time, "little girl. But you can't tease me like this. "

In the quiet air, only the sound of ginkgo trees rustling in the wind in the old alley can be heard.

Lu Ziheng held Shen Qinghuan for a long time, and only then did the excitement subside slowly.

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

Lu Ziheng still remembers that not long after ye Lanzhi and Lu Zhenting left their marriage, the whole person was depressed.

After drinking every night, ye Lanzhi always beat Lu Ziheng. At the beginning, when he cried, ye Lanzhi always pointed to his nose and scolded him for pretending, just like the flirty father, who was good at disguise.

Later, Lu Ziheng's tears dried up, and she slowly learned to lick wounds alone in the dead of night. Ye Lanzhi knew that she kept Lu Zhenting's photo and found scissors to cut the face on the photo hysterically.

At that moment, little Lu Ziheng seemed to understand that ye Lanzhi was not cutting Lu Zhenting's photos. What she was so proud of was her unspeakable past.

When ye Lanzhi was drunk unconscious, she always took Lu Ziheng's hand and said that the rich didn't have a good thing, and love wasn't such a good thing.

Later, ye Lanzhi stopped drinking. It seemed that she had an epiphany. She quit her job and sold her family property. She had to drag her family to the imperial capital.

However, the imperial capital has an inch of land and gold, and there has always been no shortage of people from outside.

On the surface, ye Lanzhi looks no different from every migrant worker in the north. She works very actively every day. Because of this, Lu Ziheng feels that she might as well vent her unhappiness.

After that, he foolishly threw all his money on his uncle who couldn't make it to the table.

Lu Zhenting never appeared in their mother's life again. It was like a neighbor in a small town. When they accidentally asked where their child's father was before they moved, ye Lanzhi replied that he was dead.

The other party didn't ask any more.

Maybe it's better for people who don't get in touch when they say they're dead.

Lu Zhenting's business is getting bigger and bigger. To what extent, although Lu Ziheng doesn't know, he just met him on the city billboard. He watched him become someone else's father from a distance. He pretended to meet him countless times, but he didn't take the initiative to recognize him once.

His parents' failed marriage had become an indelible scar in his heart.

If it weren't for Shen Qinghuan's appearance, maybe Lu Ziheng didn't want to fall in love, get married and have children in his life.

She used to be the only light in his dark years, and now his light wrapped him like this, making the lost lacrimal gland return.

Lu Ziheng's eyes were warm.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know what sad memories Lu Ziheng remembered. She patted him on the shoulder with her hand.

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

Time was still for a long time. Lu Ziheng released Shen Qinghuan. He smiled at her: "take you to the library?"

"Huh?"

Even if the two have established a relationship, Shen Qinghuan also knows that the secrets in Lu Ziheng's heart may cause misunderstanding if he doesn't take the initiative to mention them and ask himself.