Dating After Divorce

Luo Zhen's childhood was not a happy one. Her mother was in poor health, her father cheated frequently, and the mistress came to make trouble. It was the worst nightmare she didn't want to face at that time. Every night she thought about it, she would feel unbearable pain.

Especially the death of Su Zhi and the remarriage of Luo Zhenting have tortured her for more than 20 years, causing her to completely lose her love for her father and the Luo family.

After three years of marriage, she never deliberately concealed these old things that made her very tormented as a child.

Ning Rou still remembers how calm Luo Zhen's expression was when she talked about this memory, as if the lonely and poor little girl in the story was not herself, but any irrelevant person.

She also always thought that a rational and calm woman like Luo Zhen would never cry.

But now, this woman who has never cried has left tears for her.

There is no doubt that she hurt Luo Zhen.

Whether it was the farewell without saying goodbye five years ago, or the cold words today.

In an instant, a sense of guilt came over him.

She didn't dare to look any further, so she turned around in a panic after starting, and almost fled from the box, leaving Luo Zhen alone.

Although it is only a small bar, there is not a lot of intrigue.

Ning Rou only disappeared for a while, and immediately someone grabbed hold of this point and ran into the lounge to shout.

"What are you doing with a mop? Are you lazy again?"

"I don't think about how to make the guests happy and sell more wine all day long, and I expect to get money for nothing if I don't do anything!"

"Isn't it because Brother Liu cares for you, what are you pretending to be!"

The woman who spoke was in her thirties, named Li Mei, wearing a wine red uniform of the same style as Ning Rou, and was also a bartender.

She looks average, with heavy makeup and a thick layer of white/powder on her face, which makes it difficult to see her facial features, except for her thin and long eyes, which are particularly mean.

Last night, when Ning Rou was squatting at the door to collect the broken wine bottles, she was also standing behind the door and scolding.

"If you read it right, you have no business tonight, right?"

"I really don't know what's the use of recruiting you, it's a waste of money!"

The noise in Ning Rou's ears buzzed, and she was still thinking about Luo Zhen in the box.

She still lowered her head, and when she passed by the woman, she didn't even look at it.

For Li Mei, this ignorance is undoubtedly a provocation.

Seeing that Ning Rou was about to walk to the corner of the wall, she caught up with her in three or two steps, deliberately stretched out her hand to grab Ning Rou's arm, and pulled Ning Rou back fiercely.

A 'bang' sounded, the mop was thrown out in an instant, and the next moment, Ning Rou also fell to the ground.

Everything happened within a few seconds. She was secretly overjoyed by Ning Rou's embarrassment when she saw a small piece of red printed on the handle of the mop, and then, drop after drop of bright red blood flowed out from Ning Rou's palm.

Li Mei was taken aback, thinking that she just pushed Ning Rou's hand to bleed, and subconsciously took two steps back, and a wicked person came to complain first.

"You want to die! It's fine if you can't hear, even your eyes are blind. What are you doing to hit me? I didn't hurt your hand. Don't think about taking medical bills from me."

"I work two jobs a day and earn so much money that I don't know how to treat my ears first!"

"You deserve to be deaf sooner or later!"

The woman's voice was loud and bright, and her words became more and more unpleasant, like thunder in a rainy summer night, and the listeners were uneasy—

Ning Rou closed her eyes, her cheeks paled instantly, and a long, sharp metal noise sounded in her right ear, as if someone had stabbed her ear with a long needle, and she almost fainted in pain.

Not caring that the wound on her palm was still bleeding, she clenched her right hand into a fist and pressed it hard outside her right ear.

Her skin is very white, the blue veins on the back of her hands are looming when the light shines, and a few drops of blood are stained on her fingertips. At first glance, she looks like a half-snow plum blossoming alone in winter, fragile but amazingly beautiful.

Li Mei didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear that someone would come and put the blame on herself, and quickly slipped away through the back door.

As soon as she left, the room returned to silence.

Ning Rou loosened her fist, the sound in her ear disappeared, and the harsh pain disappeared.

She sat on the ground with her knees on her back for a while, with Luo Zhen's red and tearful eyes in her mind, and then the scene of Luo Zhen holding her hand and teaching her to write gently and patiently.

The more I think about it, the more intense the inner struggle and pain.

When she looked up again, her eyes also turned red.

It's been five years, why are you still here?

Ning Rou bit her lip and hesitated for a long time. After all, she couldn't stick to the principle. She got up and put the mop back in place and walked out of the lounge.

I don't know, has Luo Zhen left-

Are you sure you're leaving? How could a woman as proud as her continue to stay after hearing such hurtful words?

Although Ning Rou thought so in her heart, she couldn't help but go to the box to take a look.

As she guessed, there was no one in the room, and the only thing left in the air was the familiar faint scent of perfume.

Indeed gone.

Ning Rou stood at the door for a few minutes, her mind was in a trance, and she didn't even notice anyone coming.

"Xiao Ning, the guests in private room No. 3 want a box of spleen wine, you can bring it to them."

Ning Rou came back to her senses when she heard the sound, and turned around to find out who was coming.

It was the manager of the bar, Brother Liu in Li Mei's mouth.

Maybe because he was worried that Ning Rou didn't hear what he said, he emphasized it again, and then, he compared three and one with his hands.

"Room three, a case of wine—"

When selling alcohol in a bar, the salesperson gets a commission according to the business, and whoever opens the order gets the money.

Ning Rou pursed her lips, and her face was a little tangled. After thinking about it, she shook her head and sincerely rejected the man's kindness.

"Brother Liu, no need, you have already taken good care of me. Sign this list yourself."

Hearing this, Liu Wei sighed softly, reached out and patted Ning Rou's shoulder.

"Baby calls me Uncle Liu, and he's still my Mianmian's good friend. You don't have to be embarrassed."

"I heard Mianmian say that the baby is sick again recently. He hasn't gone to school for several days. Going to the hospital will cost a lot, and you will spend money everywhere. You don't think about yourself, but also for the baby."

"Your ear, you have to take the time to treat it. The left ear is broken, and the right ear must be saved."

"Baby's illness is a bottomless pit. If something happens to your ears again, I'm really worried about how your mother and daughter will live in the future."

Ning Rou has been working in a bar for nearly half a year. Except for Liu Wei, no one knows that she has a daughter who is less than four years old at home.

Thinking of Ning Baobao, Liu Wei felt more and more pitiful for Ning Rou.

"That man in your family has no conscience. I haven't seen him come to you in the past six months."

"Even if you don't want to be responsible for the divorce, it's good to get some child support."

"Baby is such a good little girl, I really don't know how he is so cruel that he can't even look at it."

"My old Liu has lived for so many years, and I have never seen such a heartless thing as him. I have lost the face of our men. I just pity the baby, and I lost my father at such a young age."

Liu Wei is an old woman and likes children the most. Mianmian in his family is used to be like a little princess by him, crying and making a lot of noise at every turn, while Ning Baobao is recognized by Quanyuan Township Kindergarten as the most sensible and polite. good boy.

Thinking of this, he despised the scumbag who abandoned his wife and daughter even more in his heart.

Ning Rou lowered her eyes, the expression on her face did not change, but her heart was full of sourness.

Although she couldn't hear every word of the man's words clearly, but just by looking at her eyes, she knew that Liu Wei was blaming the baby's father.

It's a pity - what the baby lacks is never a father.

She raised her head, Luo Zhen's face appeared inexplicably in her mind, and for a while, her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Even his voice was full of remorse and apology.

"I don't blame her, it's my own fault."

"She doesn't know anything."

"She's been nice to me."

"I'm sorry for her."

Ning Rou's voice was low, but Liu Wei still heard it, what he didn't know was—

The ta in Ning Rou's mouth was actually 'she', not 'he'.

Seeing that Ning Rou was still defending the man who had no responsibility, Liu Wei sighed again.

He didn't say anything, just handed over the list in his hand.

"Room three, a case of wine, let's go."

"By the way, a strange woman called me this morning and said she was your friend. I asked her to go to Xiangchaxuan to find you, didn't I cause you any trouble?"

Ning Rou's pupils shrank when she heard the sound, and grasped the keywords 'friend' and 'Xiangchaxuan' from a series of broken syllables. Only then did she know that Luo Zhen actually went to Donghui Street during the day.

However, looking at the appearance just now, Luo Zhen should not know about the baby.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"No trouble." She shook her head, her tone begging, "It's my friend, but she doesn't know that I have a child, I want to tell her about it myself, if she calls me again to ask about me , Brother Liu said it would be fine if he didn't know."

This request is really strange.

Liu Wei was puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions, and quickly responded to the request.

After delivering the wine, Ning Rou walked around the hall again.

As she expected, she didn't see Luo Zhen's figure.

Come to think of it, it's really gone.

She couldn't tell what it felt, she felt relieved, but more painful.

If she had a choice, she would rather Luo Zhen never come here.

Five hours passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to get off work.

Ning Rou changed her clothes and left the bar through the back door.

The house she lives in is a little far from here, there is no bus at night, and the taxi is expensive, so she can only go back by bicycle.

The car is very old and second-hand. It only cost less than 100 yuan. After riding for so long, the front brake has become a little out of order. In addition to the problem with her ears, she rides even more slowly. It was originally twenty-five minutes. It will take her forty minutes to get home.

It was nearly two in the morning, and there was hardly anyone on the road.

Ning Rou pushed the car and walked slowly along the alley. The surroundings were quiet and there was no difference from usual, but she always felt that someone was following her.

When she came to the road, she finally couldn't help but glance back, only then did she realize that the person who followed her was not someone else, but Luo Zhen who she thought had left long ago.

A long street, less than five meters away.

The two looked at each other from a distance, but seemed to be separated by the ends of the earth.

Ning Rou wanted to go, but she didn't dare to go, nor could she bear to go.

She saw the hidden sullen look on Luo Zhen's beautiful face, and also saw Luo Zhen's still red and swollen eyes.

For a moment, she was really shaken, and even wanted to tell Luo Zhen all her secrets.

She was holding the bicycle, still the scorching night wind rushed to her body.

When Luo Zhen came to the front, he smiled softly.

A light and shallow smile just flashed for a moment and then disappeared instantly.

Luo Zhen thought he was wrong.

She frowned, the sullen look in her eyes fluctuated silently, and before she could speak, she heard Ning Rou ask a question that she had asked five years ago—

"Miss Luo, do you like children?"