After divorcing the male god

"Director Zhao?" Lin Duan was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Director Zhao Chuan of the Municipal Bureau sat on the escort chair, patted his thigh, and waved to him: "Lin Duan, your father is also my old colleague. Can I not come and see if something happened to him?"

Uneasy thoughts popped up in Lin Duan's mind. He vaguely remembered that he didn't tell anyone about Lin Xianjin's illness, even Zhu Ling and the others didn't know about it, let alone Zhao Chuan, the superior.

How did Zhao Chuan know that Lin Xianjin was in this nursing home?

After all, he was a superior leader, the head of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and Zhao Chuan was also an elder he respected. Lin Duan didn't doubt him and questioned him. The surprise and stiffness on his face quickly faded. He walked to the chair in front of Zhao Chuan and sat down.

"Zhao Ju, you are too polite." Lin Duan was very tired, trying to put on a smile that was not so perfunctory. He was so busy these days that he didn't touch the ground, and he couldn't sleep well. There were thick dark circles under his eyes.

"Son, your father can only rely on you, he has to hold on." Zhao Chuan said kindly.He looked at Lin Xianjin, shook his head and sighed, and asked, "Is there still a chance to wake up?"

Lin Duan's nose was sore, and no one knew how he survived this week.Du Qin went out for news, Duan Jingsheng was on a business trip, and Zhao Chuan was the only one who came to visit him when he was down.

Like a slender bamboo pole thrown upside down in the mud, he tried his best to trudge towards the opposite bank. The muddy water soaked him limply, eroding his will a little bit, and he had no choice but to keep going.

"The doctor said the probability is very low, but it's not impossible." Lin Duan took out the golden pear from the fruit basket, peeled it with a knife, and handed it to Zhao Chuan.

Zhao Chuan took it and put it aside, letting the tender pear flesh dry out and turn yellow.He hesitated for a while, hesitated, and finally decided to tell the truth.

"Lin Duan, your father has become like this... Some things, if you keep them from you, I feel really sorry for my conscience. It has reached this point. I have to remind you."

"What?" Lin Duan's intuition is very important.

Zhao Chuan stretched out his right hand, raised an index finger, tapped his temple with his fingers, and slowly spat out the nightmare-like existence: "Cats."

When Zhao Chuan came, it was still a cool morning, and when he left, it was already sunset.

It is rush hour outside the nursing home, and there is a constant flow of traffic. Not far away is the landmark building in northern Ning, the towering Yunxiao Tower.The Eagle River passes through the city and rolls eastward. The cargo ships at the port are ready to go, ready to cross the mighty torrent of the Three Gorges, and go straight to the southeast estuary.

Time is like the tiny dust scattered on the fingertips, the breeze blows, and the invisible fine particles are drawn into the sky and dispersed in the air.

"Lin Duan, since you know the truth, don't let Duan Jingsheng realize that you have found out. He is no longer a policeman. He has no justice and faith. He is just a threat to you."

Zhao Chuan told every detail: "Protect yourself. For the past three years after Qi Qing's death, Duan Jingsheng kept you by his side and watched you closely, because HTCO has been following you, and they intend to wait for the opportunity to take out the chip in your mind Duan Jingsheng took advantage of this to restrain the HTCO people, secretly investigated them, and took the opportunity to avenge Qi Qing."

Zhao Chuan concluded with a sharp sentence: "He married you just to use you. In Duan Jingsheng's heart, from the beginning to the end, there is only Qi Qing."

Thunderbolts from the blue sky, landslides and tsunamis, and landslides are not enough to describe Lin Duan's mood at the moment.

All the past came one after another, 13 years ago, three years ago, and these three years with Duan Jingsheng, everything mocked his overthinking.

It turned out that the liking that was once thought to be invincible would end abruptly in a grandiose manner.

——"I hope you will stay by my side for the rest of my life, so that I can remember Qi Qing."

The living are, after all, inferior to the dead.

Duan Jingsheng, what can you do for Qi Qing?For him, let me die?

The indestructible love fell apart, the love and hatred separated by a thin line, the hatred finally penetrated the heart wall, the unforgettable hatred flooded the senses, and the tall figure against the light under the camphor tree that year turned into dust.

Lin Duan resigned from the city bureau's forensic position, Ren Pingcheng repeatedly begged him to stay, Lin Duan waved his hand, turned and left without saying anything.

Behind him, on the lintel of the Public Security Bureau building, the National Emblem reflected the fine sunlight.

Not long after Lin Xianjin arrived in Ningbei, he was brought back to Qingyan by Lin Duan.Qingyan People's Hospital specially opened up beds for Lin Xianjin to lie in and raise him half-dead.

Lin Duan sold all his belongings to pay for the high hospitalization expenses. Every day Lin Xianxian lay in the hospital, he was burning money.

Lin Duan joked that his father could spend more than he was awake.

Young ideals collapsed along with liking, and Lin Duan was no longer a forensic doctor.But he was used to mental work, and spent most of his time dealing with dead people. When he returned to Qingyan, he was empty-handed, and he didn't know what job to look for for a while.

Every day is beyond our means.

Lin Duan was worried.

He contacted the court to file a divorce lawsuit against Duan Jingsheng, and the court replied: "The parties will negotiate again."

Lin Duan thought to himself, what is there to negotiate?Now he can't wait to kill Duan Jingsheng, and if he wants him to sit down and talk to him calmly, Lin Duan is really afraid that he can't hold back and kill him with a knife.

What's more, Duan Jingsheng doesn't care at all, he should be busy with his own affairs in the United States at the moment, so he doesn't have the mood and leisure to talk to him.

Lin Duan sent Duan Jingsheng a WeChat message, and he didn't care if the other party replied or not, just one sentence: Divorce, the divorce papers will be sent to you by the court, just sign it.

The divorce papers and Lin Duan's wechat arrived at Duan Jingsheng on the same day. At that time, he was still negotiating contracts with others in the capital. Those contracts involved a large amount of money, and the partners made Duan Jingsheng uncomfortable.

It's Yan Yan's father.

Although he only met once, Duan Jingsheng was deeply impressed by Yan Yan, a high school classmate who had a close relationship with Lin Duan.

When negotiating the contract, Yan Yan sat beside his father and watched Duan Jingsheng with a smile. He didn't show any disrespect, but made Duan Jingsheng extremely uncomfortable.

On the negotiating table, you come and go, from the market situation to the national policy to the land planning, the lips and teeth are at odds, and each other is not willing to give in for petty profits.

During the intermission, Duan Jingsheng went to the bathroom.

He tugged on his tie, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, his intuition was not quite right, he took out his personal mobile phone, Lin Duan was the special attention of his various accounts, so Duan Jingsheng easily saw the sentence of divorce.

boom--

The metal-steel mobile phone slipped from the palm, hit the countertop, and finally collided with the shiny marble floor.

Duan Jingsheng supported the counter with both hands, as if his throat was being choked, making it difficult to breathe.

Yan Yan pushed the door and entered with surprise in his eyes. He leaned over and picked up the phone and handed it to Duan Jingsheng, and asked with a light smile, "What's wrong with Mr. Duan?"

Duan Jingsheng pushed him away, rushed out of the bathroom, and called his assistant to book a flight back to Ningbei as soon as possible.

The assistant asked: "What about the negotiation?!"

Duan Jingsheng said angrily, "What the hell!"

He called Lin Duan, but the other party didn't answer at all. Lin Duan had already blocked him, and he flew back to Ningbei in a hurry.

There is no trace of Lin Duan's belonging to the huge villa.

Duan Jingsheng sent Lin Duan a WeChat message: Let's talk.

What he replied was a cold reminder from the system: You are no longer the friend of the other party.Lin Duan deleted and blocked all contact information of Duan Jingsheng.

When Duan Jingsheng ran to the Municipal Bureau, Ren Pingcheng smiled and said, "He has already resigned."

No one knows where Lin Duan went.

Duan Jingsheng returned to the villa in a daze. He broke into the guest room where Lin Duan lived. For the past three years, in order to strengthen his belief and not to recall that night in the gazebo repeatedly, Duan Jingsheng did not look at Lin Duan or touch him.

He knew that Lin Duan would always follow him, even if he hurt, deceived, concealed, and regarded him as a container for Qi Qing's resurrection.

Who told Lin Duan to always chase after him, who told Lin Duan to brazenly say that he would always stay by his side.

Duan Jingsheng suddenly realized that Mrs. Lin Duan was accommodating him.

The complicated emotions that I couldn't figure out in the past three years, among the thousands of clues, "Like" on the last column, like enlightenment, swarmed in.

Duan Jingsheng angrily smashed everything that could be smashed at home, like a ferocious and violent walking corpse, he fell onto the big bed in the guest room where Lin Duan slept, clenched his back molars, chewed up what he had said, and swallowed it back into his stomach .

Never let Lin Duan go.

divorce?Don't even think about it.

It is not difficult to find Lin Duan. Lin Duan is like an insecure cub. No matter where he goes, he always returns to the same place.

The assistant informed Duan Jingsheng of Lin Duan's whereabouts, and Duan Jingsheng drove to Qingyan overnight.

He hadn't slept for 48 hours straight.

After receiving Lin Duan's WeChat and getting the paper divorce certificate handed to him by his assistant, Duan Jingsheng immediately flew back to Ningbei to ask Lin Duan's friends, went to the city bureau to find him, and personally drove to every place Lin Duan might go in Ningbei City. The place, however, is nowhere to be found.

Lin Duan seemed to have disappeared.

Until the assistant investigated Lin Duan's whereabouts.Duan Jingsheng thought fortunately, fortunately he is still in Qingyan.

Lin Duan is still in Qingyan, worrying about his livelihood.

During the day, he helped people run the pharmacy, and at night he went back to the hospital to take care of his father. The hospital put them in a single ward, which was narrow and about the same size as the toilet in Duan Jingsheng's villa.

In order to see a doctor for Lin Xianjin, Lin Duan sold his house in Qingyan, and went back and forth between the pharmacy and the hospital every day.

That afternoon, Lin Duan ate a bowl of wontons at a roadside stall, and returned to the hospital rubbing his sleepy eyes.

There was a man standing at the door of the ward. Lin Duan glanced at him sideways, thinking it was a family member of a patient in another ward, so he didn't pay much attention, and opened the door of the ward drowsily.

With his back to the window, Duan Jingsheng was sitting on the escort bed that could only accommodate one person, his eyes were gloomy, and he caught Lin Duan who had returned from get off work.

Lin Duan has lost a lot of weight.

Duan Jingsheng stood up suddenly, Lin Duan frowned in disgust: "What are you here for? Divorce negotiations? No need, I know you don't want to talk to me, and I don't want to talk to you either."

"Duan Jingsheng, break up."

Duan Jingsheng has lived for more than 30 years, going up the mountain of knives and down into the sea of ​​fire to eat guns and become a drug dealer. After entering the business, he shrewdly and deeply frightened away the small calculations in the hearts of many partners. despair.

The love in Lin Duan's eyes can't be found anywhere.

Duan Jingsheng heard him say coldly: "I don't want anything, Duan Jingsheng, from now on, I will never see you again."

"Impossible." Duan Jingsheng approached him, facing Lin Duan's eyes filled with hatred, he asked sinisterly and twistedly: "Why divorce?"

"Cats, Qi Qing, I know everything."

Duan Jingsheng narrowed his eyes: "Really?" His body slowly approached.

Lin Duan could easily sense the danger. He turned to open the door, but the door was blocked from the outside. The man was Duan Jingsheng's assistant. He guarded the outside, preventing Lin Duan from getting out and outsiders from entering.

Just before the volcanic eruption, crackling sparks burst out in the air, which was dull and depressing. Before the storm came, the whole world was terribly silent.

Lin Duan panicked and stepped back, bumping into the bedside table. He was terrified and only hated and loathed Duan Jingsheng. Lin Duan took out one of the scalpels in the bedside table.

That tool set was the only thing he didn't sell.

Lin Duan absolutely hated Duan Jingsheng. He grabbed the handle of the slender scalpel and threatened angrily: "Divorce, or I will cut you open."

Duan Jingsheng threw away such a large contract and searched for Lin Duan without sleep for two days and two nights. When he appeared in front of him, Lin Duan regarded him as an enemy.

Duan Jingsheng thought to himself, Qi Qing, have you seen that he has taken your life, and he hates me.

Anger and despair were intertwined, weaving into a huge net that covered the sky and covered the two of them.

Three years of patience, three years of indifference, three years of two people torturing each other, suddenly broke out.

Duan Jingsheng grabbed Lin Duan's thin wrist, threw him onto the escort bed, leaned over to press him down, tore off Lin Duan's collar, and threatened viciously: "Divorce? Impossible."

Lin Duan's scalpel pulled out a slender wound on Duan Jingsheng's arm, bleeding profusely.