His voice gradually became quieter, and Otoya thought that she would probably never be able to forget the sight of him crawling on the ground when she turned around and closed the door. How to describe it? Fu Lingzhi, who had always been aloof, became a man in order to beg her to stay.

He was a tiny insect, and his crawling posture was ugly. His expression was distorted when he spoke, and he probably used too much force. She knew that his wound had opened again.

In the boundless chaos, Fu Lingzhi tasted a strong salty taste, and warm liquid hit his arm that was still moving forward. He finally realized what extreme despair and extreme anger can do when they are intertwined.

The feeling was probably more uncomfortable than if he cut himself eighteen times with a knife.

In the silent darkness, separated by a door, the two people wept hesitantly. From now on, no one really knows the other. Whose heart has died on whom?

The darkness didn't tell them the answer.

In the morning, Fu Lingzhi got up late. He drank some wine with Xiao Lichuan yesterday and fell asleep on the sofa. When he woke up today, he realized that he had caught a cold again. As expected, his body was not as good as before, and he was getting older every year. He got up and washed

After that, he took one last look at the empty villa before leaving. He was still lifeless, even though he stayed here for one night.

Ami, I'm almost thirty-six years old. I don't have the passion to hang out with women, I don't have the passion to cook for myself, and I don't even have the passion to buy from those famous ladies under the orders of the old lady.

Pick out someone who is suitable for my wife. Believe me, I didn’t go looking for you. In fact, as long as you give me a call, I will definitely know everything about you within two months.

I have all the information, including your current location in the past two years, accurate to the last three decimal points of longitude and latitude, but I don’t. I hate you, I want to hate you slowly, I’m so sorry, after you left, I

I didn’t die of excessive sadness, and I believe you didn’t either. The weather is pretty good today, and the new recruits in the army always remind me of what I looked like when I met you.

Fu Lingzhi rested his chin on his hands and read the few lines he typed on the computer over and over again. Then he clicked the cross in the upper right corner with an expressionless face, closed the computer, and went to the shooting range.

As usual, he received a phone call midway. He was a little impatient, frowned thickly, said a few words of perfunctory kindness, hung up the phone, had lunch and drove to the cemetery. In the afternoon, he had nothing to do, so he went back to Fu

Xu Shu didn't give him a good look as usual. The old man was playing chess and ignored him.

He was bored all alone, so he had to grab Jiu Jiu from the nanny's hand. As soon as he held it in his arms, the boy burst into tears. Fu Lingzhi frowned. He didn't know whether it was the tough military commander Chrome who touched him or his usual serious expression.

This kid was frightened. It is said that he is almost three years old. If Xiaonian is still around, they should be good friends.

When he thinks of Xiaonian, he can't stop thinking of her. He doesn't know how many times he thinks about him at the end of the day. In the days when she just left, he didn't go home after he was discharged from the hospital. He just stayed in the army, for fear of being distracted by his thoughts.

After leaving her, his wound was soaked in a wine jar before it healed.

He stayed in the army and didn't work. He was drinking in the lounge. When he had a stomach bleed, he took out his phone and looked up her number. He dialed her number and shouted over and over again to ask her to come back and cure him. But in the end, all he heard was cold words.

The number you dialed is mechanically empty.

Although Xu Shu didn't like her son, she still felt sorry for his bloodshot eyes. She didn't dare to push him too hard, for fear that he wouldn't go home at all. She asked Liu Ma to boil some ginseng soup and bring it out and throw it in front of him.

On the coffee table, "Drink."

Fu Lingzhi looked at the old lady with a cold expression. He lazily put his legs on the glass tea table, sitting still and feeling lazy, "Mom, the soup has already poured out, what else should I drink?"

Even if you don’t want to see me anymore, please be gentle!”

"Whether you like to drink or not! If you don't drink, you will be defeated! You are almost forty, and there is no woman to cook and wash clothes for you. You are a prodigal. Look at your brother. His child is three or four years old. He

My relationship with Jun Ru is getting better and better! What about you! Damn boy, are you deliberately angry with your mother?"

Fu Lingzhi frowned, with a stern expression, and his deep black eyes seemed to be covered by smoke, making it difficult to see clearly. He said lightly, but his voice was not low, "Mom, don't bother, you know, as long as

I don’t want anyone to be able to force me. Just leave me alone, play mahjong, go shopping and dance with the wives, this life is wonderful.”

Xu Shu hated that iron could not become steel, so she grabbed his ears and pulled hard, scolding, "My life is already a happy one! You said you kid, if you are like this now, I would rather go back to the time when you were noisy with Yinmi.

Noisy days, alas..."

The bowl of ginseng soup on the coffee table suddenly fell to the ground. Gu Shuwan twisted and stepped aside. Fu Lingzhi stood up expressionlessly, with cold eyes, and hurried to the door and whispered.

Said, "Mom, I'm leaving first."

Xu Shu looked at the broken bowl on the ground and then at his empty military uniform. He lowered his eyes and didn't say a word. At this time, the old man came out of the study on crutches and walked away from the ground, "Don't say anything in front of him."

Tiyinmi girl, it’s not like you don’t know who he is.”

"Can I hide it all my life? Dad, I'm really worried about him. Have you seen it? He's lost weight again! This damn kid really wants to piss me off to death!" Xu Shu asked the servant to pick up the things on the ground.

Broken porcelain, sitting on the side, sighing.

The old man's eyes were stern, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It's useless for you to worry. There's no need for us to worry about this kid."

Xu Shu just shook his head, thinking that it was not that easy. It would be great if he could get the child Yinmi back, but she didn't dare. He had such a big reaction when the name was mentioned. Besides, back then,

How could that girl be so cruel and abandon him who was still seriously injured?

She was so determined to leave. But this kid couldn't keep wandering around like this. She took out the photos of the girls introduced by Commander Fang's wife in the compound next door a few days ago and looked at them carefully.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but sigh again.

In this room, Fu Lingzhi strode out. Occasionally, a passing sentry saluted him, but he ignored it. His eyes were dull and his steps were futile. He wandered around the yard for a while, picked up his car and drove out. He left the guard area.

He wandered around the city aimlessly, and several young men called him and asked him to go to nightclubs, but he couldn't seem to be interested.
Chapter completed!