Crush in marriage

Not three hours after the written test was over, Shi Xun received a call from his tutor saying that he had passed the test.

The teacher's voice has been hoarse for several days since he had a big quarrel with Shen Yuan that day, but it finally sounds normal today.

The teacher didn't say anything else, just asked him to calm down, and hung up the phone.

The time scheduled for the second interview was very close to that of the written test. Since the interviews were arranged by random drawing of lots, Shi Xun didn't know which time slot he would be scheduled for, so he simply rejected Bo Shengu's request to accompany him and suggested him to rest at home.

Before reaching the school gate, he received a message from Bai Chengu.

"Reached?"

In the past few days, Bo Shengu had been resting at home, and he had a lot of time, which made him really feel like an ordinary couple in love.

He opened WeChat while walking, and replied by voice: "Not yet, we will be at the school gate soon."

Not far from the school gate, many students are picking up food.

Shi Xun suddenly thought that it was almost lunch time after the interview, so he wanted to ask Bo Chengu what he would like to eat.

It took less than three seconds for the voice to be sent before the other party replied: "San Canteen's Ham Noodles."

Shi Xun asked in surprise, "You like to eat this too?"

"You like to eat."

Shi Xun suppressed the smile on his lips: "Then eat vermicelli in clear soup next to ham noodles for lunch, you like it."

Tired of coming and going, Shi Xun unknowingly arrived near the scheduled interview location.

He made a report to Bai Shengu, turned off the bell and walked into the centralized waiting area.

Everyone came early, and there were no seats in the front row.

When Shi Xun walked to the empty seat in the back row, he saw a few familiar faces who had met in the game.

Of course, he also inevitably saw Zheng Lu. He ignored the twisted expression on his face and sat down normally.

Five minutes later, the examiner who organized the interview randomly arranged the order of the interview on the screen.

Shi Xun's ranking is in the middle, and he will not delay having dinner with Bo Shengu.

The interview was smoother than he had imagined. Unlike the sad faces of everyone in front of him, Shi Xun came out with a happy face.

He passed the few people waiting outside and walked towards the stairs ahead.

Just as he was about to send a message to Bo Shengu, he suddenly saw a person standing at the top of the stairs.

The young man turned his back to him, and the thin sweater stuck to his thin spine, framing his slightly curved back.

Hearing someone coming from behind, he continued to lean against the wall that had no gaps, for fear of getting in the way of others.

She faltered, trying to see his face clearly.

Finally, he confirmed this absurd fact and called out, "Qiuqiu."

The young man was startled, and immediately turned away from him and turned to face the wall: "You've got the wrong person."

After all these years, he still can't lie.

"Qiuqiu, why are you here?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a terrifying possibility was automatically associated in his mind.

Today is the second side of the lab. Among all the interviewees, Song Qiuqiu knew Zheng Lu except him.

Shi Xun's heart skipped a beat, and he asked anxiously, "Qiuqiu, tell me something, why did you appear here?"

Seeing that the denial was invalid, Song Qiuqiu had no choice but to speak: "Go, leave me alone, you can't help me."

Finally getting a confirmed response, Shi Xun excitedly grabbed the other person's arm: "Qiuqiu, I was able to help you for the first time before, and now I can help you for the second time. If you don't tell me how I can help you?"

Song Qiuqiu's body froze, and his eyes glanced at him timidly.

Shi Xun didn't dare to say more, and waited quietly.

"release."

A cold voice pressed down, completely shattering the slight light in Qiuqiu's eyes.

Zheng Lu held Shi Xun's hand on Qiuqiu's body, forcing him to let go.

Shi Xun didn't let go of his strength, but Zheng Lu suddenly smiled secretly.

He let go of Qiuqiu's hand, and put two identical wedding rings in front of Shi Xun's eyes: "After seeing clearly, Shi Xun, is it your turn for an outsider to comment on our family affairs?"

The wedding ring was dazzlingly bright, and the light pierced Shi Xun's heart like a blade.

"You guys are married..." Shi Xun confirmed to Qiuqiu in disbelief.

Zheng Lu raised his eyebrows and smiled triumphantly, and said to Song Qiuqiu, "Qiuqiu, tell him."

Song Qiuqiu bit his lower lip and refused to speak.

Zheng Lu repeated it warningly: "Song Qiuqiu, tell him."

Under pressure, Song Qiuqiu nodded in panic.

Then Zheng Lu smiled again: "Shi Xun, the person you rescued after taking such a big scapegoat finally came back to me, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

The unbelievable facts quickly swallowed all Shi Xun's emotions, the strength in his hand gradually loosened, and he looked at Song Qiuqiu blankly.

Zheng Lu raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and pulled up Song Qiuqiu's cuff just as he did just now.

A bruised scar was clearly exposed in Shi Xun's field of vision.

Qiuqiu withdrew her arm in a panic, grabbed the corner of her sleeve and held it tightly in her palm.

Shi Xun recalled the specious meeting with Qiuqiu last time, and that time was in the hospital.

He angrily grabbed Zheng Lu's collar: "What have you done!"

Zheng Lu seemed to be waiting for this moment, and said casually as if nothing had happened: "Don't you treat him as a friend? Don't you want to protect him? If you don't want me to accidentally hit him and break his limbs, next time you interview, don't let me See you again."

Shi Xun's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, tightened until trembling.

At this time, a hand unexpectedly wrapped the back of his hand, and patted it soothingly twice.

When Shi Xun shifted his gaze, he saw Bo Shengu.

He whispered: "A Xun, this place is too close to the interview site, the consequences of beating someone are irreversible."

Bo Chen was right.

After all, from Zheng Lu's expression, he could easily see that inciting himself to hit someone was the goal he most hoped to achieve today.

Shi Xun angrily withdrew his hand.

He is no longer a teenager. There are many ways to solve the problem, and the best way is to do it.

Zheng Lu patted his wrinkled collar and said with a sneer, "wasting my time."

He turned around and pulled Song Qiuqiu back, deliberately pinching his injured part and dragging him away.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind him: "You better not forget what I said, I will do what I say."

Shi Xun has no reason or identity to keep him, and can only watch Zheng Lu take away the staggering Qiuqiu.

He clenched his fist and knocked on the pale wall next to him, and a strong sense of powerlessness instantly permeated his whole body.

Bo Chengu sighed lightly, and raised his hand to rub it lightly.

Shi Xun held Bai Chengu's hand backhand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want...to have a cup of milk tea."

Bo Shengu nodded again and again: "I'll go buy it, wait for me at the same place."

Shi Xun nodded.

The sound of Bo Chen's hurried footsteps gradually faded away, and Shi Xun called up the address book.

He dialed Xia Siyi's number, and said straight to the point: "I remember your cousin seems to be a lawyer?"

Xia Siyi responded: "Well, what's wrong?"

Shi Xun said honestly: "I want to consult something about domestic violence. Is he good at litigation in this area?"

Xia Siyi's voice faltered, and he stammered: "No, it's not like that... You, you did it?"

Shi Xun's first reaction to Xia Siyi's headache was to do something himself, but he was really in no mood to talk nonsense with him.

He repeatedly denied: "No, it has nothing to do with the two of us, I asked for others."

A sigh of relief came from the other end of the phone, and then said: "I'll send you the number on WeChat, just say it's my friend."

After getting the phone number, Shi Xun immediately called.

The advertising ringtone set by the law firm rang over and over again, disturbing Shixun's mind.

Finally, he waited until the other party answered.

After expressing his intention and identity concisely, Shi Xun began to consult.

He asked: "I want to know what conditions and materials the parties need to meet if they want to sue for divorce?"

"boom--"

A few steps away, a cup of milk tea fell to the ground.

Bo Chen stood there in a daze.

The light coffee-colored milk tea splashed on his clean leather shoes, flowed along the smooth uppers, and fell into the mess on the ground.