After Divorce I Was Haunted By My Ex Husband

"Ziting, tell me, tell me, how do you choose? Don't be reluctant, I don't want to force you, and don't think about it, you can let other people stop me, except you , I will not give anyone a chance to get close to me."

He Wanwan has always been calm, organized and logical.

"Ziting, I know, maybe, you think I cut my wrists before, oh, it's not really how world-weary I am, how much I really want to die, yes, you guessed right, that's what I forced you to do. Means, I can't wait, your current attitude makes me feel insecure, and I guess, my feeling is not wrong, is it?"

"..."

"Last time it was fake, but not this time, Ziting. For some things, once is really enough, don't you think? After all, I don't have two lives to lose."

He Wanwan laughed again, her smile was like a hand tightly grasping Huo Ziting's heart.

Huo Ziting thought that he would never be manipulated by anyone.

This time, however, he hesitated.

Perhaps, He Wanwan's behavior now, such a terrible and extreme thing, has something to do with his retreat before.

When her wound opened before, maybe at that time, he shouldn't have compromised.

But another voice in his heart told Huo Ziting that even if there were no previous episodes, in general, if he wanted to let go of He Wanwan, and want to break up with He Wanwan, she would still come to this point.

Cut the veins for the second time.

Ah.

Huo Ziting had to say, Xu Huan had once again guessed He Wanwan's behavior correctly.

However, it's not quite right.

In addition to cutting her wrists, He Wanwan has to jump off the building.

"Ziting, why don't you talk? Do you want to think about it? Sorry, you apologized to me, and I have to apologize to you now. I don't have that much patience. I won't give you too long to think about it. Even, I want you to give me the answer now."

In the phone receiver, only the sound of breathing remained.

He Wanwan pricked up her ears, and she pursed her lips tightly, listening to Huo Ziting's movements quite seriously.

No way, this is very important to her.

This is her last resort.

If Huo Ziting doesn't buy it, she will really be at her wit's end, and there is no other way.

"Wan Wan."

Huo Ziting tightened his fingers on the steering wheel, and his tightly pursed lips slowly opened and closed, "If you and I come to this situation, do you think there is any point?"

"Emotions are all about what you love and what I want, and you are forcing it."

"No, I didn't force it, Ziting, we have feelings. You love me, and I love you too. You are just obsessed with Xu Huan."

He Wanwan retorted in a shrill voice, "3 minutes, only 3 minutes, Ziting, I won't tell you, but 3 minutes is up, if I don't get the answer I want, today's call is your farewell phone."

Closing her eyes, He Wanwan didn't want to be wasted by Huo Ziting.

Some things, once dragged, the effect will be greatly reduced.

He Wanwan was also worried that after procrastination, Huo Ziting would notice that she had no real signs of going to extremes.

Cut off the phone again.

He Wanwan's heart hung in her throat for a moment.

Not so easy.

At this time, it is unrealistic to say that she is completely capable.

The bottom of her heart was still calculating, and the extreme tension made He Wanwan's hands and feet tremble a little.

After thinking about it, I decided to add another fire.

Swallowing her saliva, and summoning up her courage, He Wanwan directly used a knife to "wipe" her wrist that had been cut open.

The entire opening was not cut open.

Now, it's not time to make such a big bet, and it's not the 3 minutes she said.

Besides, heh, she didn't really want to die.

It's all cut open, tsk tsk, what's the matter?
The photo of the bleeding wrist was sent by He Wanwan to Huo Ziting's WeChat again.

I was quite worried, quite afraid that Huo Ziting would not be in the mood to read WeChat.

But there is no way, no matter how uneasy, He Wanwan can't take the initiative to make another call to Huo Ziting.

All she can do is wait.

the other side.

Ever since He Wanwan hung up the phone, Huo Ziting's air pressure has been very low.

He doesn't want to compromise.

But in fact, he had already turned the car around and drove back to the hospital.

At this moment, Huo Ziting's head is a little numb.

In his cognition and impression, he is rarely, very few, being led by the nose like he is now.

Especially, he is still so unwilling.

The compromise this time means that there will be thousands of compromises in the future.

Unless, one day, he can completely ignore He Wanwan's life and death.

But now, he can't.

On the phone, a new message popped in.

The temples on both sides of Huo Ziting's head twitched violently. There was no reason, but he just felt that this information was related to He Wanwan. Huo Ziting took the phone again and checked the incoming news.

Guess right.

On the phone screen, He Wanwan's message is now displayed, and there is a new picture coming in.

Pursing his thin lips tightly, Huo Ziting opened the picture.

Blood appeared on He Wanwan's wrist again.

No gauze dressing.

Huo Ziting could clearly see the blue blood vessels on He Wanwan's red and swollen wrist, as well as the slowly flowing blood.

Annoyed to the extreme, Huo Ziting stopped the car and beat the black steering wheel vigorously with his hands.

It was the first time his emotions were out of control to such an extent.

In less than 3 minutes, he was very clear.

What He Wanwan is doing now is just putting further pressure on him, telling him that she is not joking, and reminding him of her threat.

"You won, you don't need to send these things anymore, go down and find a doctor to treat the wound right now."

After barely calming down, Huo Ziting sent a message to He Wanwan through the WeChat chat dialog box.

No more phone calls.

Now, Huo Ziting can't have a calm mood. He can't have a good attitude when talking on the phone or something.

He Wanwan's originally hanging heart immediately let go after seeing Huo Ziting's news.

A little proud.

She bulged her cheeks, Huo Ziting didn't call, but she actively called.

"Ziting, I knew that you couldn't bear to part with me. Let's not make trouble anymore. Tomorrow morning, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau early, and I will accompany you to the divorce."

"..."

"Well, actually... I really hope that after you divorce her, you can marry me right away. If you can, that would be great."

Boldly making a proposal, He Wanwan is really good at planning.

Because if she can really strike while the iron is hot and get it right in one step, then she will be less troubled in the future.

Now the emotional rift with Huo Ziting, He Wanwan thinks that it is only temporary, and she can make up for it.