Escaped wife at a high price: Evil young man, let’s get a divorce

Facing the bathroom mirror, Wang Jiaqi watched the time, the butcher's knife, smooth out her childhood round face.

And the moment Qin Xiyu wiped his tears with his cuffs just now, memories flowed like springs.

Facing the mirror, she said to herself: "Cotton candy..." At this moment, the rewinding of memories brought Wang Jiaqi to a certain day 18 years ago, Hanshan Village... That was Wang Jiaqi's first regular summer vacation.

In order to make a living, Ding Bailan played everywhere.

It happened that Duan Xichen and his mother were busy going out and in again, but they were not in the village.

Ding Bailan entrusted her to a familiar teacher at school to take care of her for a period of time.

Wang Jiaqi was crying and shouting to follow Ding Bailan.

When Ding Bailan left, she still hugged her body tightly and cried, "I want my mother, and if mother takes me there, I will be good.

"Because, since going to school, many classmates have made fun of her for not having a father.

Every day I see people pointing fingers at me and whispering to each other.

There were even children chasing her to laugh at her.

Only, in those days a little boy of a similar age stepped forward.

Because he is his mother's beloved apprentice, he gets close to him and always calls him "Brother Xiaoxi".

During the summer vacation, her brother Xiaoxi was busy with Mama Duan, and Ding Bailan left her, so she didn't have the courage to face these ridicules alone.

Finally, on the second day after Ding Bailan left, she got up early in the morning, put on her favorite dress, tied up her ponytail, and left the teacher's dormitory room.

As she walked, she rubbed her wet eye sockets, sniffed her nose, and wandered around the village.

Because he was timid and did not dare to go far, he finally walked back to the vicinity of the elementary school, huddled in a corner and cried.

That day, she didn't pay much attention to the car outside the school gate, and she didn't expect a distinguished guest to arrive at the school.

She just hid behind the yellow flower and wind chimes.

A figure swaying behind a tree attracted the attention of a little boy.

At that time, everyone in the room was amazed that a little boy could be silent for an hour with a stern face.

The boy's father said humbly, "I'm sorry, something happened at home recently.

The child may have been a little stimulated, and the doctor said it was aphasia.

So take him for a walk.

excuse me! "And the elders in the office said politely: "It doesn't matter!Mr. Qin, you are the benefactor of our village. As long as you want to come, all of us are welcome at any time.

"However, while his father was still having a good time talking with the elders inside, the silent little boy rushed to the yellow bell tree and found the figure around the tree trunk.

The boy saw a little girl sitting under a tree hugging her knees and crying.

She was wearing a plain dress, her ponytail was simply tied up, and her bangs were pinned up with a small butterfly hair clip.

Wang Jiaqi's appearance was not bad, and her tears added a bit of tenderness to her.

At that time, the boy next to the tree thought that compared to seeing his sister's dull short hair at home, she always wore an over-mature dress and was more fierce all day long.

The girl in front of me is really an angel.

He was furious for a moment: Who made this little angel cry?This young master wants to drag him out to practice boxing.

However, Wang Jiaqi, who was hiding under the tree, holding her knees and weeping, did not notice a young master approaching her step by step.

When the eight or nine-year-old boy sat down beside her, Wang Jiaqi was taken aback, sniffling and asked, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before.

"Wang Jiaqi saw that the boy in front of him was as handsome as "Brother Xiaoxi", and he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt on a hot day, looking unattainable.

Then he asked again: "It's so hot and you wear long sleeves, aren't you hot?" The boy didn't say anything, he held the back of her head with one hand, and grabbed his sleeve with the other to help the little girl wipe away her tears.

Naive at that time, Wang Jiaqi saw a boy who was more exciting than her "Brother Xiaoxi".

Her "Brother Xiaoxi" has never wiped away her tears so carefully.

When she was young, Wang Jiaqi was very persistent, always asking the names and backgrounds of the boys around her.

But no answer.

Wang Jiaqi asked in another way, "Why don't you speak? Are you dumb?" Anyway, she saw a handsome dumb in her eyes.

The boy frowned slightly, grabbed Wang Jiaqi's little hand, and slowly wrote on her palm with his fingers: No!why are you crying?This made little Wang Jiaqi puzzled.

She rubbed her eyes that were red from crying, sniffed her nose, but still said nothing.

So the boy gave up his attachment and said, "Forget it, you are even more stubborn than me.

He wiped her face with his cuff again, and said, "If you cry again, you will go blind."

How about I take you to eat delicious food, you have to smile back.

"He asked Wang Jiaqi: "What do you want to eat?" Wang Jiaqi whispered: "Cotton candy."

But... I don't know you.

"A group of people call me young master, so let's count them as acquaintances now!" "He didn't leave his name.

The innocent girl didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at the boy's face and bit her lip.

The boy smiled, took Wang Jiaqi's little hand and walked out of the school, and found a cotton candy vendor nearby.

He handed a bunch of white cloud-like marshmallows to the jealous little girl, and asked, "Then what's your name?" Wang Jiaqi left her name: "Little Butterfly!"