After I divorced Slag Gong, I became a sea king [Rebirth]

Ling Xuan thought about it all night, and finally decided to take a look at the underground vault of the bank.

His information was entered in this key, so he had to pick it up by himself. The gift Han Shicheng gave him must be precious. Rather than leaving it in the vault and being forgotten, it is better to take it out and entrust someone to return it to the Han family.

At noon the next day, Ling Xuan simply cleaned up and went out.

Ren Bosi was waiting outside Ling Xuan's apartment, and saw Ling Xuan come out to say hello.

"Decided?"

Ling Xuan nodded: "It's decided."

Ren Bosi said: "Then I will take you there. If you want someone to return the things to Han Shicheng, I can also help."

Ling Xuan said, "Thank you, brother."

Today, Boss Ren did not bring an assistant, bodyguard or driver. The two drove an ordinary SUV from Ling Xuan's apartment all the way to the central bank.

The Central Bank is located in the center of Financial Street, which is a landmark building in this area. Ling Xuan made an appointment for the underground vault service last night. After the key was authenticated, he entered the floor where the underground vault was located.

In order to protect the privacy of his customers, Bosi Ren was stopped outside the core area of ​​the underground vault, but he had a black card that allowed him to enjoy the services of the VIP room. Bosi Ren told Ling Xuan that he was a VIP in the underground vault. room waiting.

"Then sit for a while, I will come out soon."

Ling Xuan didn't intend to stay here any longer. He got the things left by Han Shicheng, and then asked Bosi Ren to send them back to Han's house. His mission was completed.

What follows is the same as what Bosi Ren said, whether it is in the previous life or in this life, all the contact between him and Han Shicheng should come to an end here.

"Take your time, don't rush."

The housekeeper of the vault brought coffee and snacks to Bosi Ren. Bosi Ren sat down and watched Ling Xuan's figure disappear not far away.

The butler introduced Bosi Ren the place of origin and the roaster of the coffee beans used in this cup of coffee. Bosi Ren sipped the coffee. During the butler's introduction, he suddenly interjected: "Do you believe in fortune-telling?"

The housekeeper froze for a moment.

Bosi Ren put down his coffee and made a gesture of shaking the lottery: "Ask for a lottery, fortune-telling, fortune-telling."

The butler was a little confused, so he said, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Ren Bosi said: "I went to ask for a lottery a few days ago, and after that, the signature of that lottery has been lingering in my mind. "

"There are some things that you have to fight for on your own. Maybe fate is destined by nature, but I am the one who is at the helm, and fate may turn a corner."

Bosi Ren's attitude towards relationships has always been to let nature take its course. He has never forced Ling Xuan, and he has long been mentally prepared for failure.However, after obtaining the visa, he found that he would not be reconciled.

Accompanying Ling Xuan to the central bank's underground fresh-keeping warehouse this time, he came with selfish motives.

——He wants to accompany Ling Xuan to cut off the connection with Han Shicheng.

He knew that Ling Xuan would definitely not be able to do it alone.

Han Shicheng's emotional luck is really good, every time the contact with Ling Xuan is about to be cut off, something will always happen to him, making it impossible for Ling Xuan to completely break away from him.Ling Xuan is also a person who attaches great importance to feelings. He will remember a little bit of kindness for a lifetime.

Ren Bosi didn't want to give Ling Xuan to Han Shicheng.

He waited for Ling Xuan to come out from the underground warehouse and end all this.

The cup of coffee was finished, the butler came over to ask if he needed another cup, Bosi Ren waved his hand to indicate no need.

The butler stepped back tactfully, Ren Bosi raised his long legs, crossed his hands on his thighs, and waited for Ling Xuan's new life.

Ten seconds, 20 seconds, 1 minute, 10 minutes...

Finally, Ling Xuan came out from the security checkpoint.

There was no expression of relief on his face, but the excitement of regaining the treasure.

"Master!"

Ling Xuan ran over with a file bag, and before Bosi Ren could stand up, Ling Xuan opened the file bag and took out a stack of documents and a key.

"Property certificate? Contract?"

"Yes, it's where I lived when I was a child!" Ling Xuan looked very happy. Boss Ren had never seen such a happy Ling Xuan, even when Ling Xuan debuted in "Idol Academy" a year ago, even Ling Xuan After successful secondary differentiation, the doctor announced that he would no longer suffer from gland defects.

It was as if he had found a long-cherished pearl amidst the gravel of past misery.

No matter how supreme glory he will have in the future, it cannot compare to the real estate certificate he is holding in his hand at this moment.

"I'm going to go back and tell my parents—no, no, I'm going to have a look first. If it's too dilapidated, my parents will be sad. I have to ask the company to take a rest and give them a surprise."

Ren Bosi stood quietly by the side, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes were as gentle as ever.

It's just that the mouth is full of bitterness.

That cup of coffee was so bitter that he couldn't bear to ask Ling Xuan, don't you want to return these to Han Shicheng?

"Senior brother will accompany you."

There was still a spark in his heart, Bosi Ren thought to himself, he and Ling Xuan had been chatting for so long, but he couldn't get Ling Xuan to confide everything in the past, maybe this is his last chance?

Ling Xuan gave him this opportunity.

This small house is a little far from the central bank, but it has become much more convenient after the elevated road has been repaired in the past few years. The small house is surrounded by an art area. In the past, many down-and-out painters and craftsmen set up stalls here to sell things, and then the scale grew bigger and bigger. , The government paid to repair the plan, which has become a scene of the city.

But Ling Xuan's small house does not belong to this art district.

Across the road is the bustling Internet celebrity art area, but this side is a dilapidated shanty town. Ren Bosi parked his car in a temporary parking space on the side of the road, and he and Ling Xuan searched for each other.

"The roof is candy-colored, painted by my mother herself...there are many flowers growing outside the yard..."

Ling Xuan searched for each room based on his memory, but the more he searched, the more disappointed he became.

This shantytown looked like dilapidated buildings, many bungalows had been demolished, the roofs were dusty, and the color of the paint could not be seen at all.

At this moment, Bosi Ren suddenly stopped him.

"Candy-colored roofs?"

Ling Xuan said, "Yes."

Ren Bosi pointed to a corner of the art district opposite: "Is it there?"

Ling Xuan looked along Ren Bosi's hand and found the familiar roof.

"Wait, this is wrong, I remember my family used to be here."

Ling Xuan hurriedly opened the file bag and rummaged through the real estate certificate, the contract, huh?Two land certificates?Is there an overall housing relocation contract?

Ling Xuan opened it up and researched it, and found that something was wrong—it turned out that this area was going to be demolished. After Han Shicheng bought the small house, he bought a piece of land in the art district opposite, and then moved the small house to the art district as a whole. .

"Yes, there."

Ling Xuan quickly stuffed the documents back into the file bag, and dragged Bosi Ren to the opposite art area.

"This house has been moved there as a whole. Sometimes I have to say that Han Shicheng is really amazing."

Crossing the road, less than ten meters away, is Ling Xuan's former home.

The roof of the small house has been repainted candy-colored, the courtyard and exterior walls have been repaired, and it looks majestic and cute. Flowers are planted in the front and back of the house, and the smell is tangy. A stone path leads to the door. , was cleaned up.

There is a special person in charge of guarding here.

Ling Xuan turned around and said to Bosi Ren, "Let's go in and have a look."

Ren Bosi said, "Okay."

Ling Xuan unlocked the wooden door outside the courtyard and walked in with Bosi Ren.

"When I was young, my mother also loved to grow this kind of daisy, which is so lively and cute, as well as clematis, hydrangea, and of course, succulent stand."

Ling Xuan pointed to the succulent tank hanging under the eaves.

"Ah, there are also little rabbits." Ling Xuan walked over and poked them lightly with his hands, "It hasn't grown crippled yet, and it doesn't look like it's been planted for too long."

Ren Bosi followed behind him, listening carefully to Ling Xuan's words.

Ling Xuan opened the door with the key.

"Our family used to sell paintings, but the house is too small, so we can only use the living room as a small gallery, usually selling my father's paintings—oh my god, isn't this my father's "Mother and Child"?"

In the middle of the living room hangs a print of a mother holding a newborn baby, which was created by Ling Xuan's father based on his wife and children.

This painting was later sold to others at a very cheap price because it was to treat Ling Xuan's illness.

"The "Little Family" is also there?"

"And my mother's painting!"

Ling Xuan looked at one by one, and he happily introduced the origin of each painting to Bosi Ren. Bosi Ren listened gently, as if he and Ling Xuan had returned to their carefree childhood.

Ling Xuan was reluctant to leave until the sun went down.

"Let's go, it's late, and it's time to eat."

Seeing Ling Xuan's reluctance, Ren Bosi coaxed softly: "This is your house, come back anytime next time."

your house?

When Ling Xuan took out the key again to lock the door, he was suddenly brought back to reality.

This is not his house. Strictly speaking, all the contracts and certificates are in Han Shicheng's name. Maybe Han Shicheng plans to transfer the ownership of the house to Ling Xuan later, but unfortunately, there will be no more.

Ling Xuan stopped at the door, holding the key in his hand, bowed his head in silence.

Ren Bosi was on the side, watching Ling Xuan quietly.

He knew that he had lost, and he had lost in a mess.

It's not that I don't love Ling Xuan enough, and it's not because I'm not good enough, but that Han Shicheng came too early, he has occupied most of Ling Xuan's life, and he can easily rely on the past to walk into Ling Xuan's heart.

The author has something to say: Han Gou: Although I have amnesia, I still want to feel my presence.

Here should be a glimpse of the success of Han Gou chasing his wife's crematorium. It is an emotional turning point, and it is also a turning point when Shi Ge realizes that he cannot win.

Most of Ling Xuan's feelings before were Han Shicheng's guilt that he almost died in order to save him. Of course, there was also a little bit of leftover feelings in his heart.

感谢在2021-03-0722:36:44~2021-03-0901:06:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Xiaotianzheng who planted mushrooms, Mao Bumei, boiling lemon tea, Strawstalk 1; thanks to the little angels who irrigated nutrient solution: 20 bottles from the Civil Affairs Bureau; 10 bottles from Weilan Keqi; thank you very much for your support Support, I will continue to work hard!