After the divorce, he was entangled by the little wolf dog

Zhang Minyu's easy-going made Fu Huizhou slowly relax. Qiao Zhuo was right, Zhang Minyu was different from Mrs. Qiao, but he was more afraid that this was a smiling tiger, so he introduced himself in a proper manner.

In the words, Fu Huizhou knew the ins and outs of the matter.

At the beginning of October, at the begging of Mrs. Qiao, Qiao Jiansheng finally agreed to set aside three days from the "overtime" during the National Day to accompany Mrs. Qiao on a short trip.

Qiao Zhuo, who was at home on vacation, was a problem that needed to be solved before the trip. Mrs. Qiao wanted to discuss and let Qiao Zhuo go to a classmate's house or aunt's house, but when she entered Qiao Zhuo's room, she found him asleep lying on his desk.

She walked over, intending to close the balcony window for Qiao Zhuo, and accidentally caught a glimpse of an extremely thick notebook on the table. She knew she shouldn't read it, and she never read it.

But recently, Qiao Zhuo is a little abnormal. He likes to watch his mobile phone, loves to write and draw, and often smiles or frowns at the mobile phone screen.

And it all started after returning from the internship unit. The woman's sixth sense told her that there was the answer she wanted in the notebook.

She quietly moved to Qiao Zhuo's side, and after being attracted by the notebook, the matter of closing the window was instantly replaced, and she didn't even notice the cool wind blowing in. Following the traces of the paper being used, she opened the last page that had been written. notes.

There were printed photos of WeChat chat records posted on it, and Qiao Zhuo unilaterally sent them to the opposite person. The time span was not short, but there were not many replies.

Her intuition was wrong, and she flipped forward lightly. There were about a dozen pages of photos and records of the same person, such as what I ate with him today, and what I did with him today.

Although the recorded text was as plain as water and not ambiguous, she felt a surge that was more difficult than ambiguity.

That day, Qiao Zhuo didn't know that his mother had come, so he sneezed after waking up, and closed the window by himself.

"She came back from a trip with Qiao Jiansheng, and went directly to work to follow your car. Today, she went back to her hometown and let me know. She insisted on following me." Zhang Minyu plucked the hair behind her ears, feeling a little embarrassed.

She continued: "I couldn't see her sticking in the cow dung for a long time. I wanted to keep her awake, so I didn't stop her. I apologize again for the inconvenience caused to Xiaofu."

She stood up slowly and bowed deeply, her long curly hair fanned back and forth with her movements, sweeping all over the fruit on the coffee table.

Qiao Zhuo raised his forehead in disgust, Fu Huizhou waved his hands again and again, unable to bear the big gift from the elders, he smiled politely, "It's okay...it's normal for the older generation not to accept it, Madam Qiao didn't do anything excessive. "

"Xiao Fu, you are so kind, I will help you two!" Zhang Minyu picked up the apple she had bitten into again, "My sister is very stubborn, you see she has not divorced for so many years... Well you may not understand."

"I understand..." Fu Huizhou lowered his eyes, he was very familiar with cheating and divorce.

It seems so reasonable to divorce if the husband cheats, but in fact, when various emotions, relationships and money are mixed together, it is difficult to dissolve any relationship.

What's more, he is in a much better situation than Mrs. Joe. He has his own life and work, is still young, has no children, and most importantly, he no longer loves his cheating husband.

Even if he decides to divorce, the following days will not be so easy to adapt to. Fortunately, Fu Huizhou has Qiao Zhuo to accompany him through the so-called "divorce refractory period", but Mrs. Qiao does not.

That is a woman who is nearly fifty years old, and the lifestyle of more than 20 years in the first half of her life has been carved into the bone marrow. No one can easily give up the painstaking efforts of 20 years of marriage.

The most pitiful thing is that Mrs. Qiao still loves her husband.

However, poor people must have something to hate. Both he and Mrs. Qiao are cowardly people, and their cowardice has caused them to accumulate more disasters. Qiao Zhuo gave him courage, but Mrs. Qiao's feelings have nowhere to go.

So Fu Huizhou understood and sympathized.

Zhang Minyu keenly felt the breath of gossip, she always kept one thing in mind, immediately put down the apple, and was about to ask about Fu Huizhou's situation.

Before she opened her mouth, Qiao Zhuo stood up and made a gesture to see off the guests, "You don't need your help, I'll take you downstairs if there's nothing to do."

"Tsk." Zhang Minyu hugged her bag and moved back, her back was tightly attached to the sofa, as if someone was going to drag her out, "Then I won't ask, Ah Zhuo, aunt this time It won't help."

The three characters Zhang Minyu are written as "Zhang Minyu" and read as "unreliable".

"Ah Zhuo, if you want me to tell you, just tell your mother that you have broken up and have an underground relationship, otherwise your mother will definitely come here every day to harass Xiao Fu!"

Her thoughts are always unreasonable, but sometimes, the trajectory of life is indeed outside the common sense.

"If she introduces you to a girlfriend, you can say that your focus has shifted to study, and you can continue to study as a postgraduate and doctoral student. As for whether she accepts it or not, after so many years, take your time."

If you want, love may also be a matter of two people.

When you decide to make love the most important part of your life, then other people's recognition and blessings become unimportant, lying is no matter how perfunctory, and the attitude towards others is no longer demanding, as long as both parties in love remain sincere.

Qiao Zhuo, who was pitted by his aunt from childhood to adulthood, felt for the first time that her words were not unreasonable.

Anyway, whether his mother approves or not, he wants to be with Fu Huizhou, so why insist on admitting it, he has already made a choice, the previous entanglement was just looking for a way to be honest with his mother.

Now he doesn't have to think about it, the notebook has "helped" him come out.

"Brother, what do you think?"

"I listen to you."

Qiao Zhuo has been frowning unconsciously since he entered the door, but now he unfurls it, and the corners of his mouth are about to rise.He embraced Fu Huizhou's shoulders, and put a kiss on his forehead through his temple hair.

Fu Huizhou's face burned instantly, Qiao Zhuo's aunt was still sitting opposite, even if the aunt was different from her mother, she was still an elder, was this too presumptuous?

He looked at the opposite side, Zhang Minyu covered his mouth exaggeratedly, and then looked around, Qiao Zhuo was intoxicated in his own world, and didn't feel anything wrong at all.

The successful Zhang Minyu tossed her hair, took a pair of sunglasses from her handbag and put them on. She stood up with her handbag in her hands, her head up and her chest up like a model about to walk on the red carpet.

"You guys are bored here, I'll go back and see that silly woman." She raised her little finger and pointed at Qiao Zhuo, "You stay safe, she doesn't want to see you now."

"I know."

Qiao Zhuo responded with a flat voice, and when sending Zhang Minyu out, Fu Huizhou heard him sigh softly.

But at the moment when the door was closed, Qiao Zhuo immediately turned around and hugged Fu Huizhou into his arms. No matter what the reason was, he and Fu Huizhou had been together for too long, and it was finally settled at this moment.

Like wooden branches that have been withered for too long, it is superfluous to give them water, and their greatest value is to burn them.

With the experience of last night, Qiao Zhuo probed into Fu Huizhou's jacket with ease. Although Fu Huizhou still hugged his neck obediently, the porch is not a good place after all.

He was desperately looking for a place to stay, preferably one that could envelop their raging fire. He was so anxious that he couldn't spare the energy to distinguish the location, so he opened a door at random, and rushed Fu Huizhou in.

Taking a peek, there are two bookshelves and a square wooden table in the room. This is the study room he seldom comes in. He grabbed Fu Huizhou's leg and put him on the desk. In a panic, he knocked over something. Falling behind him, he didn't care.

But Fu Huizhou refused. Qiao Zhuo didn't have a penchant for dominating others, so he pressed Fu Huizhou's forehead and asked, "Isn't it okay here?"

"No,...anywhere." Fu Huizhou's eyes drifted to Qiao Zhuo's back, "Pick up my notebook, okay?"

notebook?

Qiao Zhuo twisted his neck and looked back, there were indeed several layers of notebooks stacked at the base of the wall behind him, obviously something was caught in them, the bulging pockets couldn't be placed stably.

In a blink of an eye, he noticed that the hard covers of the few books knocked down by him were not worn out, and it would not be too much to say they were brand new.

However, next to the brand new notebook, there were a few dark red discs scattered, and he looked carefully again, and it was clearly dried rose petals.

The thick notebooks on the entire wall are full of dried rose specimens, and Qiao Zhuo's memory returns to August with the scattered petals.

That day, he stood outside the door, saying goodbye to Fu Huizhou.He asked Fu Huizhou, where did the roses go, Fu Huizhou said to throw it away, but he didn't believe it, Fu Huizhou said he was just being passionate.

At that moment, he regretted it very much, why did he send roses?Cheap, ordinary, will be discarded at will, without even giving him a thought.

Flowers, no matter how romantic they are at the moment, they can't escape withering, they can't escape the garbage bin as their destination, as if they are destined not to be cherished.

But it turned out that there were none, not only not, but Fu Huizhou cut them out one by one, clipped them page by page, and carefully placed them opposite the desk, so that he could see them every day when he was working.

Fu Huizhou took good care of his thoughts.

Qiao Zhuo protected Fu Huizhou's waist and carried him off the desk, asking him if he could look at those notebooks, or rather, the roses.

Fu Huizhou nodded and walked over with him.

"Brother, at that time, my mother had already contacted you, right?" Qiao Zhuo asked.

"...I'm sorry Ah Zhuo, I didn't tell you."

Everything has been explained, the first rejection was not because they didn't like it enough, it turned out that they were already in love.

The accumulated rose specimens seemed to freeze the day, and as the notebook was opened, the progress bar of the archive was opened, and the dried roses were sweeter than the smell of flowers.

Qiao Zhuo still remembered what he said that day, and he repeated it to Fu Huizhou, "Fu Huizhou, I like you, I like you very much, and I want to be with you."

Just like that day, Fu Huizhou put his hand on Qiao Zhuo's shoulder slowly, but he didn't refuse anymore.He put his arms around Qiao Zhuo's neck, and put himself into a broad embrace, with his lips against Qiao Zhuo's ears.

In a low voice, afraid of running away, "I like you too, I like you very much, and I want to be with you."

The author says:

There are still a few chapters left, if I can finish it smoothly and arrange it to my satisfaction, I will release it together, and everyone will see the end directly.

If you can't pretend I didn't say it, don't hit me and run away!