After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

"Young madam, I know you have been wronged, but when you see Mr. Zhou like this, the wound is still bleeding, this... something is really going to happen, what should I do?" Secretary Zhang just wanted to kneel down and plead with Cheng Zhiwei. .

"Why are you stopping him if he doesn't want to live anymore?" Cheng Zhiwei laughed angrily, with coldness oozing from his gentle face, "And you have also found the wrong person. The one you should be looking for is Xu Zhenzhen, not me."

"Young Madam, Young Madam, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Secretary Zhang stopped Cheng Zhiwei.

He knew very well that Cheng Zhiwei couldn't leave at this time, and he couldn't persuade Zhou Lin.

"Get out of the way." Cheng Zhi slightly raised his bright eyes and walked straight forward.

She expected that Secretary Zhang would not dare to really stop her.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Lin, who fell to the ground, actually got up by himself, and then grabbed her wrist, his face pale and shaky.

"Zhiwei, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He kept apologizing, but he couldn't move Cheng Zhiwei's heart at all.

Cheng Zhiwei only felt extremely disgusted, but Zhou Lin was drunk, and the blood on his hands was extremely sticky and terrifying.

She couldn't bear it anymore and pulled down hard.

Zhou Lin staggered and fell on him, his head hanging down.

He fainted.

Cheng Zhiwei was caught off guard and forced to bear his weight, almost losing her breath. If Secretary Zhang and Zhang Yuanheng hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed Zhou Lin from left to right, she would have been thrown to the ground by him.

But even so, he still didn't let go.

His big palms were like iron pliers, tightly grasping Cheng Zhiwei's wrist.

Cheng Zhiwei's wrists were all red, but he didn't break away.

"Stop struggling. You will be the one injured in the end. Let's go to the hospital first." Zhang Yuanheng couldn't stand it anymore and asked Cheng Zhiwei not to hurt himself.

Cheng Zhiwei had no choice but to go to the hospital.

Zhou Lin lost too much blood and went into the operating room. Cheng Zhiwei had to "accompany" him throughout the process.

After entering the ward, Zhang Yuanheng asked thoughtfully if he could get a bed for Cheng Zhiwei so that he could rest next to Zhou Lin, but Cheng Zhiwei refused.

What a joke, two beds next to each other, what's the difference between that and one bed?

What's the difference between sleeping in the same bed?

She sat on the chair all night and couldn't bear it anymore, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already bright.

She sat up and found that she was lying on the bed, and Zhou Lin was sitting in the chair where she sat yesterday for an injection.

Zhou Lin's face was paler than yesterday, but he arched his eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "Wake up."

Cheng Zhiwei had calmed down, got out of bed, tidied her clothes, and walked out.

She didn't even bother to talk to him.

Zhou Lin stood up. The needle on the back of his hand was crooked due to his movements, and the back of his hand swelled instantly.

"Zhiwei." Zhou Lin simply pulled the needle and looked down at her expressionless expression, "What happened yesterday..."

"Yesterday, you saved me, and I thank you." Cheng Zhiwei didn't have many words to say, "I will pay for the medical expenses. What kind of compensation do you want from your side?"

A polite and indifferent attitude.

The hurt is invisible.

The pain in Zhou Lin's heart suddenly overflowed. All he felt from her was endless indifference and avoidance. He couldn't help but asked in a self-abuse manner: "You went to see me yesterday..."

"It's just because you saved me. Secretary Zhang said that you refused to see a doctor and asked me to go over and persuade you." Cheng Zhiwei blocked his warm words.

This means that if he hadn't saved her and blocked the knife for her, she wouldn't have seen him at all.

That's it.

He had known there would be such an answer, but he was still heartbroken because she said it.

"Zhou Lin, what you did to me will not be changed just because I was hypnotized and lost those memories." Cheng Zhiwei simply said more harshly, "You can deceive yourself, but I can't, I will never I can forgive you."

"I didn't yell at you. That's because you are the father of my children. I don't want our grudges to affect their growth. Instead, I will forgive you. If you can understand, please don't show up to me again in the future. before."

"Just like yesterday, even if I was killed by Huang Ye, I wouldn't want you to be the one who saved me."

Because she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

My ex should be dead.

The same is true between her and him.

Zhou Lin's eyes turned dark, and he held on forcefully. He raised his palm as if he wanted to touch Cheng Zhiwei's face, but because of her unavoidable yet extremely cold look, he subconsciously took it back.

"Zhiwei, do you really hate me so much?" He couldn't help but ask, "You obviously liked me so much back then."

The voice was vibrating and painful.

He lost the person who would treat him wholeheartedly.

Cheng Zhiwei looked at his expression and was not moved, only sarcastic, "Yes, I liked you so much at the beginning, but your heart is made of stone, and I can't cover it up."

"No, you've already covered the heat." Zhou Lin held her hand tightly and put it against his chest. "Look, how fast it beats is all because of you."

Cheng Zhiwei pulled her hand back without hesitation, and looked at Zhou Lin with eyes that were not only mocking, but also filled with pity, "It's boring, Zhou Lin, when you threaten me with my family and friends again and again, I I don’t like you anymore.”

Moreover, he even used despicable means to erase her memory.

So selfish.

"Zhiwei, don't dislike me." Zhou Lin almost begged, his eyes red, "Don't like others."

For the rest of his life, he was willing to spend everything he had to compensate her.

Cheng Zhiwei took a step back and just shook his head, "Huang Ye is at the police station. If you are free, go and see him. He will give you the answer to what happened in the hotel six years ago."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind her, but she didn't look back.

Move forward firmly and bravely.

In fact, there was no need for Zhou Lin to go to the police station in person to ask questions. He Ye came as soon as Cheng Zhiwei left.

What he brought was a recording of Huang Ye's account of what happened six years ago.

The incident in the hotel six years ago was the beginning of the emotional dislocation between Zhou Lin and Cheng Zhiwei. Without that incident, they might not have gotten married, but they would never have gone their separate ways like they are now.

And all that just started with Xu Zhenzhen's jealousy.

He Ye left the recorder on the table next to the hospital bed, and said in a calm but particularly forceful tone, "Zhou Lin, because of your extremeness, you have ruined the best of her, and you will still have to pester her in the future. , so that she can only live in terror for the rest of her life?"

Such gentle questions pierced Zhou Lin's heart word by word.

"You didn't cherish her when she loved you, so when she leaves, you should let go gracefully."