Finding Love After Divorce

Fallen leaves are flying outside the window, this season is easy to make people sleepy, but also easy to make people fall into memories.

At this time, Ren Zixuan, who was sitting on the bay window learning English with his son, couldn't help thinking of the scene when he first arrived at his grandparents' house, and it was also this season.

At that time, the elder was still living in the faculty dormitory of the university. When he first arrived in the area, his grandfather saw that he was uncomfortable, thinking that this area was within the campus area, and safety was not a problem, so he asked him to take the key and go out to familiarize himself with the environment.

At that time, he hadn't heard such a gentle tone for a long time. He raised his head in surprise, and his purpose was the kind and loving eyes of the two elders, and what he felt was grandpa's warm big hands gently rubbing his head.When tears were about to well up in his eyes, he turned and ran away with the key.

Autumn in F City still has the high temperature of summer, but the leaves fall off slowly in accordance with the seasons. From time to time, pieces float down from the trees, dotting the plain road little by little.You can hear the "rustling" sound when you step on it, and it is even more crisp on the quiet road.

He seemed to have found something interesting, stepped on the leaves and started running, the whole person was extremely happy.

Extreme joy begets sorrow, which was probably his situation at the time.

As he was running, he suddenly slipped on the sole of his foot and fell directly into the bushes beside him. He was fine, but his face hurt a little from being scratched by the branches.

When he touched his face and raised his head, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

There is a gazebo among the three-meter-high trees?

It was a pavilion surrounded by bushes, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

Under the sun, the hexagonal gazebo stood quietly on the flat ground surrounded by bushes, maybe it was protected by the surrounding trees, but it just looked old and had more fallen leaves.

Seeing this scene, Ren Zixuan couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I don't know who planted the tree, how careless!"

He climbed into the small hole under the bushes, only to find that there was a cave inside, the space was much larger than he had imagined, and it made people feel that the pavilion was actually fenced up for protection.

The leaves on the ground are piled up very high, but because there is enough light inside, the ground is not wet, and you can hear more "rustling" sounds when you step on it, and of course it is softer and more comfortable.

He didn't want to disturb this quiet place, but he was reluctant to leave, so he simply walked into the gazebo with light steps, took out a paper towel and wiped the long stone bench of the pavilion clean.Sitting on it and looking around, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he also lay down.

The weather was very hot, but the pavilion was very cool. The coolness of the stones reached his skin through layers of clothes, and soon he fell asleep comfortably.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but when he woke up, the sun was setting in the west, and the orange-red rays shone in obliquely, like a rainbow falling from the sky, it was too beautiful to behold.

The next day he took a broom and other tools to clean up the pavilion.

From that day on, until he came to work in Q City, the bushes and gazebo were his secret bases, and he would plunge into them occasionally when he encountered troubles, as long as he was inside, he could calm down.

Now, he has created another secret base in a small town, a secret base that really belongs to him.He had only left there for a few days, and he already missed it very much. It would be great if he could take his son back with him. His son would definitely fall in love with that place as he did back then.

A voice suddenly came from downstairs, Ren Zixuan withdrew his mind, thinking that the voice seemed to be acting like a spoiled child to Ling Ye.

He frowned, wondering if Ling Yexuan brought people into the house today?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his son looking at him worriedly, and his heart warmed, knowing that his son was indeed his caring little padded jacket.However, why did he feel that his son seemed to have grown up a lot after he left for less than two months?

"My dear son, you continue to study, and Dad will cook for you."

Ling Yuchen wanted to reach out and grab his father, but then realized that his father was not as weak as he looked, so he gave up.He just wrinkled his little nose and kept complaining in his heart, Daddy, what are you doing downstairs with that woman?Do you really want her to not me?

As soon as Ren Zixuan stepped out of the room, he heard the sound of the door being closed downstairs. Did Ling Ye take him out?

He felt very baffled, but it also saved him a lot of trouble. He came out just to let them go back to the room and flirt again, and it was just right now.

He is not a saint, he can't repay kindness with kindness, and he can't smile at the mistress who ruined his family.Of course, he can't even quarrel or fight with the other party, which will damage the image and will not help.The development of many things is two-sided. Of course, Xiaosan was wrong, but Ling Ye was never right.Anyway, he and Ling Ye have divorced.

That being said, in fact, his heart has not really let go.

While Ren Zixuan was cooking, Ling Ye came back.

Ling Ye, who was belatedly aware of it, didn't remember until he was about to go back to the house that he originally sent a message to ask for help. Although he got a lot of information that he didn't know, what he needed most was only eight words - stalking, stalking .

Taking a deep breath, Ling Ye opened the door, and the aroma of food rushed towards him. He was a little surprised. Could it be that Zixuan didn't hear the movement just now and just came down to cook?

He hurried into the kitchen.

"It smells so good! Zixuan, what are you cooking?"

Ren Zixuan rolled his eyes, neither wanting to answer this idiot's question nor talking to Ling Ye.

Seeing this, Ling Ye was depressed and his shoulders instantly collapsed.

The first step of the stalker - talk to fight, fail!

"Zixuan, do you want me to help wash the vegetables?" Ling Ye noticed that the table beside Ren Zixuan was full of dishes that had already been washed, and the atmosphere was unilaterally awkward.

The second time to talk to the battle, it failed!

"One go at a time, then go down, three times." This is so fucking right, he no longer dares to talk to him casually.But what can he do?Stand here and watch Zixuan cook, or grab the spatula and do it yourself?

He chose the former, at least Zixuan was still in front of him, and he could still watch him.

God, how on earth do you use the stalker skill on someone who just ignores you?It would be great if he could directly hug someone to bed and linger to death without being accused of QJ afterwards.Unfortunately, no!

gift?It seems that all the gifts he gave before were left in the box in the bedroom, will Zixuan accept them again?Certainly not!

Talk about love?Sweet words are sugar-coated cannonballs. Many people eat this set, but talking too much will inevitably give people the feeling of being glib.Too much to say can't be used to top P!

……

Ling Ye felt that his brain was going to be knotted, this is not good, that is not good, he really doesn't know what to do.

When he was chasing Zixuan back then, it was too easy, basically effortless, so he didn't ask his lover Situ Kuang for advice.Now he wants to ask for advice, but the other party refuses to teach.

Alas, love is more complicated than official affairs.

At the beginning, he felt that love was too exhausting, so he never thought about having a relationship with someone.

In a person's life, most of the time, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

"Zixuan, you just now," Ling Ye still wanted to know if Zixuan heard Zhao Nina's voice just now, and of course, he wanted to know whether Zixuan still cared about him.It is not enough for a friend to say more, some feelings must be truly felt by him.

"Ling Ye, we are not friends, so don't talk about your relationship with me." Ren Zixuan interrupted without looking back.

Game over!

Not even friends anymore?

Ling Ye couldn't tell what it was like in his heart at this moment, but the familiar pain reached his brain again from his heart, and he couldn't help but took a few steps back while clutching his heart, panting against the wall.

This string of voices came so abruptly that Ren Zixuan had no choice but to turn around.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ling Ye clutching his chest with a painful expression. He couldn't help asking, "Ling Ye, what's wrong with you?" Not healthy.

Ling Ye raised his head, his face was a little pale, he greedily stared at Zixuan who hadn't looked at him for a long time, and shook his head weakly: "It's okay."

"...Are you sure?" Although you looked at me with burning eyes, but...

Forget it, it has nothing to do with me if you are sick, and I have no medicine.

"En." Ling Ye nodded with a smile this time.That's great, Zixuan still cares about him.

"Then go upstairs and take Xiaochen down for dinner."

"Okay." Ling Ye suddenly felt that pretending to be sick was a good move, but unfortunately it couldn't be used. To tell a lie would require countless lies to cover it up. He didn't want to lie to Zixuan anymore.

He rubbed his still aching chest, glanced at Ren Zixuan who quickly turned around to concentrate on cooking after speaking, sighed secretly, and walked out of the kitchen.

Ren Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief after Ling Ye left. Sure enough, the time was too short, and he still couldn't help feeling sorry for Ling Ye. It seemed that he had to leave after sending his son to school tomorrow morning.

That night, Ren Zixuan informed his son of his decision to leave the next day. Although the little guy was reluctant to give up, he also knew that his father was unhappy living here, so he hugged his father tightly, and never let go even when he fell asleep.

At noon the next day, when Ling Yexing hurried home for dinner, he only saw the deserted room again, without the smell of food, and without Zixuan.

He sat down on the ground, a little overwhelmed.He was too careless, he always thought that Zixuan would say hello to him before he left.

What should I do now?His eight-character remonstrance has not been implemented, and the person is gone, how can he recover it?Do you want to restore the previous state where you can't find anyone no matter how you look?

After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that Zixuan hadn't been away for long, and immediately took out his mobile phone to find the previous detective agency.

"Hi, I'm Lingye, and I'm still the same person as before. He should have just left Q City, or hasn't left Q City yet, please help me find it!"

After the phone call, Ling Ye was still sitting on the ground, and called Situ Kuang again: "Brother, help me! Damn it, don't hang up! It's life-saving. Zixuan left, before he leaves How long, help me find it quickly!" He said, a feeling of discomfort surged into his heart in an instant, and his throat was a little choked.

"Thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Ling Ye leaned against the wall with a look of despair.