Dating After Divorce

In the cramped and cramped space, the bodies of the two women were getting closer and closer.

Ning Rou lowered her head halfway, and could vaguely feel Luo Zhen's long hair brushing lightly across the skin between her neck.

Like a soft cat's tail sweeping at the tip of the heart, crisp and itchy.

For a moment, her blood couldn't contain the heat.

too close.

It was so close that people's consciousness gradually became confused.

She wanted to hide back, but behind her was a hard and icy wall. The white tiles were clinging to her back, bringing a slight chill. Before she got into her body, she was caught by the ambiguous heat gushing out of the pores of her skin. Intent to devour ablation.

Luo Zhen's hand was still tightly wrapped around her waist.

Clearly separated by a layer of clothes, the skin around his waist was still extremely hot because of that slender, white arm.

Ning Rou's lips were slightly closed, and her ears and cheeks were lingering with the warm breath sprayed by the woman when she was breathing.

The request ringing in the ear is not too much.

It was indeed Luo Zhen who helped her.

It's just, what can she thank Luo Zhen for?

Luo Zhen has nothing, and she has nothing.

In the dimness, two scorching breaths were intertwined, a little hurried and full of depression.

Ning Rou was surrounded by the good smell of citrus, not only blushed, but her ears were also covered with a touch of pink.

She was a little obsessed with this scent, and before she realized it, her upper body couldn't help but leaned closer to Luo Zhen's neck.

Those desires that she had never suppressed deliberately suddenly burst out from the bottom of her heart, like a string of small flames, the more they burned, the more vigorous they became.

She also misses the home at the time, the warm little home that only belonged to her and Luo Zhen.

She is also nostalgic for the tenderness that Luo Zhen gave her, as well as those unreasonable and inexhaustible favors.

Whether it was five years ago or five years later, Luo Zhen always appeared in front of her when she was in a dilemma, when she needed help most, reached out to her gently, and then pulled her out of the embarrassing quagmire. rescued.

She can always trust Luo Zhen and rely on Luo Zhen.

The citrus fragrance between the nose wings suddenly becomes rich and moist.

Ning Rou raised her head slightly, her eyes were filled with moist water, her reddish eyes were slightly upturned, and she could only see the beautiful and moving face in her pupils.

Luo Zhen's lips are in front of him.

She was a little sad, and the contradiction hidden in her heart was like a long sharp needle that could almost pierce her heart.

How could she push Luo Zhen to those people and let Luo Zhen fight those lunatics alone?

How dare she take Luo Zhen's career or even her life to bet on their future?

The sourness in the throat turned into a deep bitterness, which kept surging in the body along the blood vessels in the flesh.

She released her lips and called out softly.

The soft voice was full of bitterness.

"Alo~"

There are no other words, just the word 'Alo'.

All the entanglement and pain in the past five years are hidden in these two words.

It sounds like a suppressed plea, a silent vent, and a secret cry for help.

Almost instantly, Luo Zhen's heart softened.

She thought that her persecution made Ning Rou afraid, and without thinking about it, she released her hand from the slender waist.

When he spoke again, his voice was still colder than colder, but his tone was much gentler.

She didn't want to scare Ning Rou.

"Tomorrow Saturday, are you going to work?"

"If you don't go to work, why don't you invite me to dinner?"

This request was beyond Ning Rou's expectations.

The thanks Luo really wanted was just a meal.

She couldn't refuse, and there was no reason to refuse.

After a while of silence, he finally nodded slightly.

"At night, is it alright?"

Another soft begging.

Luo Zhen's red lips pursed slightly, his eyes looked cold, and his face became colder.

After finally taking a day off, can't you just stay at home and rest?

"Is something wrong during the day?"

Ning Rou vaguely sensed the displeasure of the person in front of her, and subconsciously bit her lip.

After a while, he timidly said "um".

"Something personal."

Private matter?

Luo Zhen frowned, confusion flashed between his brows.

Without thinking much, I followed up and asked.

"What private matter?"

The icy and untuned voice brought a sense of oppression invisibly.

Ning Rou didn't dare to meet those beautiful eyes again, she quickly looked away, until the redness on her cheeks dissipated a little, and she finally answered obediently.

"Just, just looking for a new job."

Luo Zhen was stunned when he heard the sound, and reacted instantly.

What Ning Rou wanted to change was a night shift job.

Mostly, it is for the children.

She was a little stunned, but couldn't help feeling distressed.

Finding a job must not be easy for Ning Rou.

I don't even know the word, no matter how I look for it, I can only do physical work after all.

In the silence of the air, she recalled the time not long after she married Ning Rou.

Ning Rou was illiterate, and she found out about it before the two of them got their certificates.

At first, she thought that Ning Rou had never been to school, so she was like this, but the more she got along, the more she realized that things were not as simple as they appeared.

Ning Rou's attitude towards Chinese characters is more like fear than unfamiliarity.

She can distinguish letters and numbers, and can read a complete sentence according to the pinyin, but only resists the square words that even children can recognize.

Not to mention those Chinese characters with complicated strokes, even the simplest ones, 'one', 'two', and 'three', she didn't dare to read them.

Luo Zhen felt strange and observed it secretly for a while, only to realize that Ning Rou always deliberately avoided those things with Chinese characters in her daily life.

For example, books, such as TV, and even brief descriptions that appear on electrical appliances, she will secretly avoid them.

It's not that she doesn't know Chinese characters, but she is afraid of Chinese characters.

Realizing this, Luo Zhen quickly invited the psychiatrist to the house.

At first, Ning Rou refused to meet the doctor.

It was not until Luo Zhen pretended to be angry that she had to cooperate.

After just doing a few tests, the doctor could see where the problem was—

When Ning Rou was four to six years old, someone used deep hypnosis to distort Chinese characters in her subconscious mind.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the square and square characters are all kinds of terrifying and terrifying monsters in her eyes.

Judging from her fear of Chinese characters, this hypnotic brainwashing, which was so cruel that it almost violated the human spirit, lasted at least two years.

A child who has just reached the age of literacy is treated in this way when he does not yet know how to read. Since then, he has lost the most precious ability to acquire knowledge in his life.

This damage is irreversible.

Even the psychiatrist said that it is impossible to cure, and it is very rare to be able to write his name.

Ning Rou herself did not have any impression of this painful experience in her childhood.

The only way to know more about the secret behind this is hypnosis.

However, for Ning Rou, this is tantamount to a secondary injury.

After all, Luo Zhen was still not ruthless, and did not investigate further.

The memory of eight years ago came back, and the mentality at this time was completely different from that at that time.

Luo Zhen stood there, frowning tightly.

Seeing that her face was a little gloomy, Ning Rou thought she had said the wrong thing, and was about to speak when a strong and cold word came from her ear.

"I go with you."

Undoubted tone, not giving people a chance to refuse.

This is not an inquiry, but a tough notification.

Ning Rou didn't expect Luo Zhen to make this request, and she was stunned in place.

Before she could react, the woman's cold voice sounded again.

"I'll be fine tomorrow, I can be with you."

"When you look for a job, you always have to sign a contract."

"Divorced doesn't mean you're not even friends."

"As a friend, I don't want you to be deceived by contracts."

"I'll be waiting for you downstairs at your house at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

***

Saturday was still hot and dry.

Affected by Luo Zhen's words last night, Ning Rou has been restless since she woke up in the morning.

In the summer school of kindergarten, children only have one day off a week.

Ning Baobao still had to go to school. Before getting on the school bus, she hugged Ning Rou and kissed her with a good smile on her cheek.

"Goodbye Mom."

A child's voice is the best stabilizer when you're flustered.

Ning Rou nodded, her expression relaxed.

By the time Baby Ning left, it was already past eight o'clock.

In less than an hour, Luo Zhen will come over.

For no reason, I felt nervous, and I didn't even see anyone. Just thinking of that beautiful face made my heart beat faster.

During the waiting time, Ning Rou was always restless, worried that Luo Zhen would find that her ears couldn't hear, and then worried that it was too hot outside and Luo Zhen's body couldn't stand it.

In short, no matter how you think about it, you are not at ease.

In this anxious waiting, forty minutes passed quickly.

Ten minutes before nine o'clock, Luo Zhen called.

The words from the mobile phone were as concise as ever—

"Come down."

The familiar strong tone instantly made Ning Rou confused.

She forgot to answer, stuffed the umbrella into her bag and hurried downstairs.

Although it was only nine o'clock, the temperature outside was already very high.

Luo Zhen came over by taxi, and was standing in the corner of the yard at this time, and it was the brand-new bicycle who was supported by her.

Ning Rou went downstairs and immediately came to the side of the car. Without any communication, she obediently took out the key from her bag.

"Do you know where to go?"

Luo Zhen opened the lock and put the key directly into the pocket of his trousers. The movement was very natural, as if the car belonged to the two of them.

Ning Rou held the bag in her hand, her cheeks were still slightly red, she hesitated for a while before nodding.

"knew."

"Go out on Pingyang Road, turn a corner, and go straight. There is an old street over there."

Maybe because she was too nervous, she spoke a lot faster than usual.

Luo Zhen pushed the car and turned around, and soon came to the road.

This time, without waiting for her urging, Ning Rou took the back seat by herself.

New car, easy to ride and comfortable to sit on.

In the scorching sun, Luo Zhen's arms were bare outside, and there were a lot of small beads of sweat on them.

Because it was facing the sun and the sun was dazzling, she couldn't help squinting her eyes.

Just when the eyes were dazzled, an umbrella appeared above his head.

The waist was also quietly hugged.

"Will it be better?"

The voice from behind was soft and soft, and there was an indescribable concern hidden in the words.

Luo Zhen's five fingers exerted a little force, and he held the handle even tighter.

Before he could respond, there was just a cracked and rugged concrete road ahead.

When the car passed by, she was habitually shaking, and the hand on her waist immediately hugged her tighter.

Unconsciously, the two of them became intimate.

Ning Rou holds an umbrella in one hand and holds Luo Zhen's waist in the other.

For fear of falling out of the car, he didn't dare to let go.

When no one saw it, my heart started beating again.

With Luo Zhen here, it is doomed that he will not be able to find a job on this day.

Just arrived at the old street, Luo Zhen's arms turned pink.

Ning Rou looked distressed, and immediately found a milk tea shop and pulled people in.

Rubbing the air conditioner can never be in vain.

Milk tea is expensive, but now is not the time to worry about money.

In front of Luo Zhen, what does money mean?

Luo Zhen sat on the seat for a while, and Ning Rou quickly came over with a cup of cold honey grapefruit tea.

"Didn't you take medicine before you came?"

Before she finished speaking, she pushed the iced tea in front of Luo Zhen.

"I made them add a lot of honey, drink a little, it's good."

Honey, can relieve allergies.

It turned out that Ning Rou always remembered.

Luo Zhen's eyelids drooped slightly, neither speaking nor touching the cup of tea.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Ning Rou brought some drinks in front of her.

"Alo~"

"Have a drink~"

The soft voice like a spoiled child makes people reluctant to say a heavy word.

Luo Zhen pursed his lips, and after a minute, he finally raised his eyes and asked an irrelevant question.

"Why do you remember it so clearly?"

Ning Rou was stunned, obviously not knowing what Luo Zhen was asking.

"what?"

Her expression was sluggish, and with those clean and clear eyes, the whole person looked even more innocent.

Luo Zhen loosened his lips, his brows stretched slightly, and he couldn't bear to ask any more.

"nothing."

After saying this, she finally brought the cup of honey tea over.

After just taking a sip, his brows tightened again.

How can it be so sweet?

How much honey is this added?

The fragrance of grapefruit has been completely concealed by the taste of honey.

Seeing her frown, Ning Rou felt a little uneasy.

"What's the matter, isn't it good to drink?"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Zhen had already brought the straw to her lips-

"Have a taste."

This straw was held in Luo Zhen's mouth a second ago, and this second, it reached his mouth.

Ning Rou's face instantly turned red.

She didn't move, she didn't dare to move.

Luo Zhen, however, learned what she was doing just now, sent the straw forward again, and urged it warmly.

"Have a taste."

The same three words, the sense of oppression brought by the two times, cannot be compared at all.

Ning Rou's eyes drooped slightly, and she happened to see five white fingers.

My heart was inexplicably dry.

After a while, he finally succumbed to the woman's clear sight, released his lips, and bit the transparent straw with lipstick marks in his mouth.

Just a mouthful, she also frowned.

"It is too sweet."

The corners of Luo Zhen's mouth were slightly bent, and then he retracted his hand in satisfaction.

At this moment, Ning Rou was sitting in front of her with her body up. When she spoke, her voice was soft, the tip of her nose showed a touch of pink, and her face and ears were red.

Looking at that fair and clean face, she gently shook her head.

The icy cold in the bottom of his eyes cracked silently, and all turned into spring water.

"Actually, it's not too sweet."

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