Online dating object is ex-husband [ABO]

The hand-warming dumpling sent by Mr. Netizen is really warm.

When charging on the bedside table, the warm yellow power indicator light on the dumpling will flicker slowly, breathing rhythmically, like a beating heart.

It's so hot, so sincere, and so full of weight.It is as heavy as the express delivery sent by Mr. Netizen.

Despicable Zhou Qiyan didn't deserve it.

[Student Comrade: I'm sorry, I'm a liar. ]

[Student Comrade: I don't deserve your kindness. ]

Zhou Qiyan was sitting on the carpet, guarding the charging hand warmer on the bedside table, sobbing slightly, trying to see the screen clearly with blurred eyes, and typed the text one by one.

He originally thought it was okay not to say anything.

If you don't say anything, Mr. Netizen will never know that he is such an unloved existence in real life.

So he gave a fake delivery address and asked a friend to help pick up the package.

He carefully disguised himself as a student, and used his false identity to gain trust and comfort from Mr. Netizen.

He is a despicable villain, a despicable villain who keeps silent about everything because he is afraid of losing the love of Mr. Netizens, and with his pitiful single posture, makes unknowing Mr. Netizens put countless trust in him... a despicable villain.

How can such a despicable man deserve the precious kindness of Mr. Netizen?

[Mr. Netizen; ... what do you mean? ]

After a long time, Mr. Netizen finally recovered from his sudden confession and sent a question.

[Mr. Netizen: You lied to me. ]

The full stop that Mr. Netizen used at the end made Zhou Qiyan feel the slight anger coming from the screen.He forced himself to explain everything to Mr. Netizen with a full stomach of apology.

[Student Comrade: I concealed my relationship status from you. ]

[Student Comrade: Actually, I... I already have a partner.People like me shouldn't be chatting with you on the Internet. ]

[Student Comrade: I have failed you and deceived you. ]

Zhou Qiyan typed words on the text box with trembling fingers, carefully "explaining" his complicated emotional life to Mr. Netizen.

Of course, he couldn't tell the whole story truthfully - both he and Qian Zhongyi had special identities, and no matter what they were put outside, they were both prominent figures.Even if he wants to tell the truth, it is impossible to explain the complicated business marriage and family interests on the Internet with just one mouth.

He did not explain his true identity, but continued to use the title of "college student" to tell about his unpleasant emotional life in another way.

In Zhou Qiyan's statement, he is a male Omega college student with a boyfriend. Because of his boyfriend, he did not live on campus, but moved to live with him in an apartment outside the school.

Her boyfriend is older than him, and he is already a working party. His daily work is very busy, and he goes out every now and then, so it is very difficult for him to go home.

Although he doesn't have a deep relationship with his boyfriend, but he is a person who is not good at socializing. He has few friends around him and few classmates who play well.On weekdays, except for class, he would hide in the small, cold apartment, waiting for his boyfriend to come home.

Over time, he began to feel lonely and empty, and began to look forward to and yearn for the care of others.

Under such circumstances, he clicked on the predestined view.

[Student Comrade: Then... I met Mr. Netizen. ]

[Student Comrade: I’m sorry, I’ve chatted with you online for so long, but I didn’t tell you anything until today. ]

[Student Comrade: I know that my behavior is despicable.It's as if I see you as a fill for emotional emptiness, a stimulant for unhappiness, and a substitute for emptiness and loneliness. ]

[Comrade student, I thought I could continue to deceive, until the moment I received the gift from Mr. Netizen, I fully realized how unbearable my luck is, and how unworthy I am of being false. one's gift. ]

[Student Comrade: Sorry. ]

The hand warmer on the bedside table suddenly stopped flashing the charging indicator light. I don't know if it is fully charged or the socket is loose.

The little thing that had been breathing suddenly stopped beating, and even Zhou Qiyan felt suffocated, and his heart was almost out of breath from the heavy stone.

He stared at the phone, watching the long speeches he had sent, as well as the repeated long-winded apologies.After staring at it for a long time, I never waited for Mr. Netizen to reply.

It’s over.

Mr. Netizen is [-]% angry.

The online chat relationship they had maintained for so long, like the power light that stopped blinking, ended here.

Zhou Qiyan squeezed the phone in his hand, thinking absentmindedly.

[Mr. Netizen: I don’t quite understand. ]

Mr. Netizen spoke again, not questioning Zhou Qiyan's actions, but puzzled.

[Mr. Netizen: Since your boyfriend is so disinterested in you, why don't you just break up with him? ]

In a word, hit the point directly.

Zhou Qiyan sniffed and replied hesitantly.

[Student Comrade: Because of the family. ]

[Student Comrade: Because of the marriage contract. ]

"Depend on."

The moment he saw the student's reply clearly, Qian Zhongyi couldn't help but curse secretly, and slammed down on the senior desk full of documents in front of him.

The coffee cup at hand was shaken by the table, and there was a crisp friction sound between the cup and the porcelain base.

Why?Why is it a family and a marriage contract?

Why is his favorite student, like him, being tortured by his family and marriage contract?

As soon as these two words were mentioned, Qian Zhongyi's head began to ache again.The family disputes and business marriages that had been forgotten with great difficulty were all remembered by him now, like a hanging rope that strangled someone's neck, which made him feel breathless.

What's more, at the moment when his heart was hurting, the student who wanted to be lovable was still apologizing to him persistently.

[Student Comrade: I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hide this from you. ]

[Student Comrade: I just...just care too much and like Mr. Netizen too much. ]

The more sincere the student's tone was, the more pain in Qian Zhongyi's heart.

How could he not understand the feelings of the students?Having a similar experience, he can empathize with the students too much!

That feeling of being imprisoned by a marriage contract, that feeling of having to face someone you don't love for the rest of your life, that feeling of being obviously unwilling but having to endure it because of real interests!

Qian Zhongyi understands it too well - too much!

Students are even more tormented than him.Because students are being subjected to cold violence while enduring all kinds of constraints.

The taste of hopelessness must be harder than despair.

[Mr. Netizen: I am not angry. ]

Fearing that the students would not wait for a response and continue to apologize, Qian Zhongyi hurriedly typed.

[Mr. Netizen: I'm just... a little slow.Don't worry, I'm really not mad. ]

Maybe he was a little angry before the student explained the ins and outs - just a little bit.But after explaining, he couldn't bring up his anger anyway.

He completely understands why he would want to find someone to chat with online in this situation.Just like he would use students as an outlet to vent his emotions and take the opportunity to use students to fill the emptiness of a failed marriage, he couldn't understand the students' thoughts better.

Every time the student apologized, Qian Zhongyi's heart would be pulled hard.Obviously, he and the students are the same kind of people, both victims of unreasonable and unreasonable interest disputes. Why should the students apologize to him so sincerely?

[Student Comrade: Are you really not angry? ]

[Student Comrade: But I... I did something too much. ]

The student didn't believe Qian Zhongyi's words at all, and still repented.

Qian Zhongyi sighed, and went further.

[Mr. Netizen: The very excessive thing refers to what you said, do you regard me as a supplement, a stimulant, and a substitute? ]

[Mr. Netizen: But actually, I don’t really care about this. ]

[Mr. Netizen: If there are so many uses, it means that I am important to you, right? ]

Qian Zhongyi remembered what Wang Yang said outside the express station today.

Wang Yang said, Mr. Qian delivered the love package to the door in person, how can he still be an ordinary netizen?

Thinking about it now, what Wang Yang said at the time was really good.After reaching this point, of course, you can't be an ordinary netizen.

Before that, Qian Zhongyi, who had never thought of cheating or developing an online relationship with a student, suddenly felt his mind clear, as if opening the door to a new world.

He realized that he liked students.

He wants to develop a closer relationship with his students.

[Mr. Netizen: I am actually quite happy to be regarded as an important existence by you. ]

[Mr. Netizen: After all, you are also very important to me. ]

Having figured it out, Qian Zhongyi began to lure innocent students into his trap.

The students know nothing about the danger coming, and they are ignorant and authentic.

[Student Comrade: That’s not what I meant...Mr. Netizen is indeed a very important existence to me, but I...]

[Student Comrade: When I received your gift and was sincerely excited and happy for the care I received, I realized that my feelings for you seemed unusual. ]

[Student Comrade: So]

The student was quick again and sent out the incomplete sentence.

Qian Zhongyi waited for him to finish typing the second half of the sentence.

[Student Comrade: So I will tell you about my emotional life.Only in this way can I feel less guilty and lucky, and realize the fact that there is a distance and estrangement between me and you. ]

[Student Comrade: I'm really sorry, my over-reliance on you has gone against the original intention of our acquaintance.It is my passion and my dependence that make the friendship between you and me no longer pure. ]

[Student Comrade: I'm really... sorry. ]

Qian Zhongyi wiped the screen of the phone with his fingers, took a long breath, and looked back on the screen.

[Mr. Netizen: What if I say that my feelings for you are not "friendship" at all? ]

[Mr. Netizen: What if I, I don’t want you and me to get along purely? ]

The student should have been stunned for a while, and then changed to the state of "typing...".

[Student Comrade: I don't understand what you mean...]

[Mr. Netizen: I mean]

Qian Zhongyi threw the straight ball neatly.

[Mr. Netizen: Let’s fall in love. ]