Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

The halo of dusk, rippling round after round, shone into the 53rd floor. The glass door seemed to be stretched out like no one, casting a shadow on the edge of the reception room. Half dark.

The psychiatrist's words seemed to open a Pandora's box, those tiny, narrow, hidden in the corner, buried in the bottom of the dust, once again see the light of day.

In Shen Yuguan's mind, which was thick with thick fog, a giant torpedo that was blown to the bottom of the water was just dropped, and the waves were surging, and the thin layer of yarn finally lifted up.

Everything was revealed under the thick fog, all in one sentence, he loves Song Qing.

He had just received these four words, and his neck seemed to be strangled by an invisible giant hand. He couldn't breathe, so he could only gasp desperately, but every breath of air was quenched with venom, flowing into it. Chest, accompanied by unbearable pain.

The vision in front of his eyes began to blur, and countless images flashed, saying that people before death would take a quick look at the flowers and see his life, whether it was brilliant or bleak or colorful, but he just felt too much pain.

It turns out...it hurts so much.

How did Song Qing survive?

Shen Yuguan, who was so painful that he couldn't straighten his body, a certain nerve jumped, and suddenly conveyed this sentence.

Song Qing, who lost her child, apologized to him in what mood and said that sorry; he said what Song Qing's crazy and desperate smile meant when he said that the gland was replaced; Song Qing who wants to leave him.

How did you survive?

A large amount of bloody smell emerged from Shen Yuguan's throat, rushing straight into his nasopharynx. The wanton Song Qing, being loved by him, became timid and cautious step by step, and finally retreated to the edge of the cliff. One step will fall into the abyss.

And he was standing in front of Song Qing, he could hold him back.

But what did he do?

Shen Yuguan tremblingly looked at his hand, that white palm was stained with countless blood in an instant, he pushed Song Qing down with his own hands.

"It turns out...it turns out..."

"Grandpa means that..."

It rained continuously for several days in Chunling, and finally the flags and drums died down.

After Xu Che left, Sister Li complained for a long time, catching Lianyan to drink ecstasy soup all day long, asking her to persuade Song Qing, in this world, a good man with four legs is like a three-legged toad, very hard to find.

Lian Yan tried to persuade Song Qing in a decent way at first, but Song Qing kept replying to her vaguely. After a long time, she also understood what Song Qing meant, and she was too lazy to make fun of herself, and at the same time helped to prevaricate Sister Li, but In the dead of night, Lian Yan was still a little scared, she was worried that Song Qing would regret it and plunge into the bottomless black hole again.

Fortunately, Song Qing still watched the morning news regularly and regularly every day, and went to take care of the flower shop when she was free, and spent most of her time with Song Yan. Everything was on the original track, driving slowly and orderly, Except for that rainy night, there was no deviation.

The photo I helped take was sent to Song Qing’s home not long after Xu Che left. It was not suitable for displaying it or throwing it away, so Song Qing had to put it in her room, thinking about waiting for someone Find a suitable place to place it.

On this day, the host of the morning news said goodbye formulaically, and the video call came in seamlessly. Song Qing held Song Yan in her right hand and was feeding milk powder, and calmly pressed answer with her left hand.

A glamorous and pretty oval face occupies half of the screen, and the screen can't stop the amorous feelings, but it's a pity that the beauty spoils the beauty by taking a mouthful of chicken legs and a mouthful of coke.

Song Qing hugged Song Yan and pointed at the camera, waving Song Yan's white and fat milk hand, "Say hello to Aunt Li."

"Auntie Li?" Li Yu stared at her beautiful eyes, and when she saw Song Yan's giggling smile, she immediately softened, "Little Yanyan~ it's my sister, don't learn from your father."

When Song Qing left Shuangcheng, he was worried about causing trouble to Li Yu, so he even concealed it from Li Yu. After he settled down in Chunling, he told Li Yu that he had left.

It was rare that Li Yu didn't fly over directly to give him a fat beating. He just scolded him for a long time on the phone, and finally praised him as if he hoped that his son would eventually become a dragon, and finally thought about it.

"Don't worry, I'm at my own home." Li Yu glanced at Song Qing's probing eyes, and showed him where he was, "But don't worry, the old lady has no time to trouble you recently. .”

Song Qing was surprised, "How to say?"

Although Mrs. Song released Lian Yan back, after they arrived in Chunling, Mrs. Song would still come to tell them a thing or two from time to time, but maybe she knew that he was useless, and Mrs. Song didn't bother to look at them any longer. body.

However, Li Yu is still the daughter-in-law of the Song family. When Song Qing contacts Li Yu, she will always be careful and choose when she is not in the Song family.

Li Yu showed a look of watching the excitement, "I don't know the specifics, but it must be good news for you. I don't know what kind of trouble the dead scumbag has had in the past few days, and he has caused trouble for the old woman." She tutted He said, "It's really a dog biting a dog."

"How could it be?" Song Qing was even more surprised. Logically speaking, there is no reason for Shen Yuguan to take action against Mrs. Song, unless Mrs. Song herself doesn't have eyes for the muzzle of the gun.

"Whatever," Li Yu hated the two of them equally, "It will hurt both of us, it's best to play with each other."

Song Qing nodded. For him, Shen Yuguan and Mrs. Song had nothing to do with him, but at this time they were fighting, and it was convenient for him. He had to go back to Shuangcheng to apply for Song Yan's household registration. I have been worrying about this matter for several days.

"When will you be back?" Li Yu's eyes lit up when he heard that Song Qing was going back to Shuangcheng, "It's so in harmony, I just wanted to say that I will go to Chunling to see you in two days."

Song Qing flipped through the calendar, and on the calendar for October, only No. 17 had a red dot on it. When Song Qing saw it, her hands suddenly stopped.

"No. 14." He looked away.

"Okay, that's it, I'll pick you up later."

Li Yu hung up the video contentedly.

Song Yan slapped the phone with her small hands, her big round eyes were full of doubts, as if she was saying why the aunt had disappeared suddenly, she looked up at Song Qing, and Song Qing was staring out the window silently, unable to see her Actions.

Her curiosity didn't last for 5 minutes, and her eyelids began to drop. She usually paid special attention to her father, but today she was absent-minded. She heard her father's voice in a daze.

"Frost City..."