Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Qingyun and Meng Yunjian went through the divorce procedures at the Civil Affairs Bureau, officially ending their ridiculous five-year marriage.

Lu Qingyun left the house without leaving the house, and the custody of the child belongs to Meng Yunjian. Lu Qingyun is not allowed to meet the child in private, let alone take the child away without consent. In addition, he needs to pay an additional 1500 per month as the child support fee until Meng Jian is an adult.

The air pressure in the car was so low that it was hard to breathe. Lu Qingyun looked at Meng Jian who was sleeping peacefully, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch the child's face.

When Meng Jian first came to his side, he was still a soft baby. The first time he called Dad, the first time he toddled and walked, the first time he said "Daddy, I love you" completely... Lu Qingyun remembered it clearly .

Until the car drove back to Meng's old house, neither Lu Qingyun nor Meng Yunjian said a word.

When getting out of the car, Meng Jian finally woke up.

He rubbed his eyes, and slipped into Lu Qingyun's arms, "Is Daddy eating at grandparents' house today?"

Lu Qingyun: "Daddy still has something to do, let Dad accompany you."

"Oh."

Meng Yunjian glanced at Lu Qingyun impatiently.

Although the custody of the child belongs to him, he has no real plan to prevent Lu Qingyun from seeing the child in the future.If they have time in the future, they can have a meal together, go to the zoo with the children, etc. Why do they make it look like they are parting from life and death?

"Meng Jian, let's go. Daddy has something else to do, so don't disturb him."

Meng Yunjian wanted to take him into the villa.

Lu Qingyun held Meng Jian's hand tightly, and squatted gently in front of him.

Thousands of words came to his lips, but he couldn't utter a single word. After a long period of silence, Lu Qingyun hugged Meng Jian gently, "Jian Jian, everything is going well, good luck."

Jian Jian is only five years old. He still can't understand how deep emotions and blessings are contained in the eight words of his father. He just moved his body uncomfortably: "Daddy, I won't be able to breathe."

Lu Qingyun let go of him, squeezed his face, and smiled: "Go."

To Meng Jian, this was just an ordinary parting. He quickly ran into the magnificent and beautiful villa of the Meng family's old house, and completely disappeared from Lu Qingyun's sight.

Meng Yunjian: "Do you want me to take you back?"

Lu Qingyun shook her head: "No, goodbye."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Meng Yunjian stood where he was, watching Lu Qingyun's thin back slowly go away, for some reason, an unspeakable fear surged deep in his heart, which made him unable to breathe.

"Lu Qingyun!"

He couldn't help but let out a cry.

Lu Qingyun turned her head and looked at him sideways.

Meng Yunjian: "Well... If you want to see Jian Jian in the future, you can... call me."

"Also, you can live in that apartment first, and then move out after you find a place to settle down. If you don't move, you can live in it."

Lu Qingyun stared at him, and suddenly smiled, the faint smile reflected on her pale face, and the two shallow dimples were a little painful.

"Thank you, Yunjian."

In just a few seconds, he turned his head back, and soon became a blurred black spot in Meng Yunjian's vision.

Never seen again.

……

As soon as Lu Qingyun returned to the apartment, he received a call from Mr. Yang.

"Brother Yang."

Mr. Yang sighed: "Qing Yun, do you still have to wait for the company's money?"

Lu Qingyun: "Yes."

"Don't wait, I just got the news that the company doesn't plan to give you the money, and I heard that Meng Yunjian asked for it..."

Lu Qingyun's face was calm, and she gave a soft "hmm": "Got it."

Mr. Yang: "You said that this Meng Yunjian is not a thing! If you hadn't helped him get resources by drinking a glass of wine, drinking so much that his stomach bleeds, how could he be where he is today!"

Lu Qingyun smiled: "Brother Yang, don't be angry, it's all in the past."

Mr. Yang: "Qing Yun, if you are short of money, you can talk to Brother Yang. I happen to have a few projects in my hand, which will start in the second half of the year. When the limelight passes, you can follow me to work on the projects and get well. "

Lu Qingyun's voice was hoarse: "Thank you, Brother Yang, thank you very much."

"How much money do you want, Brother Yang will transfer it to you in a while. Don't be polite to me, ah."

Lu Qingyun: "Brother Yang, I'm not short of money. Meng Yunjian and I have divorced, and he... gave me some."

Mr. Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good!"

After chatting for a few words, Lu Qingyun hung up the phone.

He clicked on the bank account on his mobile phone and checked all the balances on his body.

There is a total of 32 yuan.

In the next two or three days, Lu Qingyun sold his watch, necklace, purse... everything that was worth a little money, including his car.

I made up 60 back and forth.

He called 40 of it to Lin Fengyi's parents, and he put the remaining 20 in two bank cards, one of which he handed over to a lawyer, asking him to call Meng Jian every month. money.

There was one card left, and he took it to Lu Mingxu's university.

When he went, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and there was a dense drizzle in the sky. Lu Qingyun didn't have a student ID card and couldn't enter the campus, so he called Lu Mingxu at the gate.

Lu Mingxu didn't answer at first.

He called again, this time Lu Mingxu answered, but his tone was very bad.

"What's up?"

Lu Qingyun: "I'm at the east gate of your school. If you're not busy, come out."

Lu Mingxu became angry instantly: "Didn't I tell you not to come to me! What are you going to do if someone sees the two of us together?"

Lu Qingyun: "I won't see it, I'm wearing a mask..."

"If you have anything to say, just talk on the phone!"

Lu Qingyun's eyes were slightly red: "Can't we just meet each other? It won't waste your time. I'll leave in five minutes."

Lu Mingxu gritted his teeth: "Lu Qingyun, can you be smarter? Do you know that last week I went to visit the graves of my parents, and the graves of my parents were painted with a lot of graffiti by those people. You want people to know You also have a younger brother, and then let me live in peace?"

Lu Qingyun: "I..."

Lu Mingxu: "If what I said last time was not clear, then I'll tell you again, I don't have a brother like you, so don't contact me again in the future, and I found a job and applied to the school Student loans, you won’t need your living expenses in the future, that’s all.”

The phone was hung up.

Lu Qingyun stood there with a pale face, a drop of rain fell on his eyelid, and rolled down with tears.

Standing at the door in a daze for a long time, he raised his foot and walked towards the guard: "Excuse me, uncle, I have something, can you pass it on to the student for me? Yes, the student number is... Excuse me, thank you .”

……

At the end of September, Lu Qingyun's condition suddenly deteriorated sharply, and he fell ill like a mountain. He had a low-grade fever for about a week, and he was so thin that he was out of shape.

During this period, no one called him. He lay on the bed, thinking all he could do was that he couldn't die in Meng Yunjian's apartment.

Although it has been more than two months since Lin Fengyi committed suicide, his name can still be seen on the Internet from time to time.

Lin Fengyi's family members were very dissatisfied with Lu Qingyun's compensation.

[A person who made so much money in the entertainment industry lost 40! ?It's fucking disgusting to me! 】

[Physiological nausea. 】

[Why is this kind of person still alive?When will he die! 】

【…】

From time to time, netizens rushed to Lu Qingyun's Weibo to scold him, even though he hadn't updated Weibo for a long time.

……

Meng Yunjian had just finished work that day when he saw Lu Qingyun's name listed on the trending search.

How long has it been, why are you still uneasy?

Meng Yunjian was very upset: "What happened again?"

Wen Jing: "It's not Lin Fengyi's parents. In the interview, they said that Mr. Lu paid 40 yuan, and they didn't apologize to them. Mr. Lu has already knelt down in front of the whole country. What else do they want? Sorry."

Meng Yunjian frowned, took the phone and glanced at the unsightly comments, and said impatiently: "In the name of Lu Qingyun, transfer 200 million to them, so that they will stop causing trouble for me in the future."

He really didn't want to see the words Lu Qingyun again.

The marriage is divorced, and he should have a new life.

……

On the first day of October, Lu Qingyun vomited blood for the first time in the apartment.