Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband

Ling Zhen searched all the way, but did not see Wei Xi.

Back at the intersection just now, Wei Xi's car disappeared.

He ran away.

Ling Zhen stood there and rubbed his eyes uncomfortably.

She can almost guess the whole story. Wei Xi's father obviously knew her and knew their current situation. He might just use her as a threat to put pressure on Wei Xi.

Those are things Wei Xi doesn't want her to know.

He tried to be a good person in front of her since a long time ago. Therefore, he wants to hide the bad past.

But when this person came back, he uncovered the most painful scar in his memory, sharpened it again with the blade, and opened the wound **** in front of her, making him hurt again.

...How could there be such a bad person.

Ling was really uncomfortable. She walked out along the road for a long time before finally getting into a car.

The driver asked: "Where to go?"

Ling Zhen opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Where are you going?

Where can I find him?

The beast was injured and he was hiding.

Ling Zhen quietly rubbed his eyes again, and finally whispered the name of the family community.

Back in the community, took the elevator, and came out. The door of the house was indeed locked, and Wei Xi did not return.

She opened the door dejectedly, and before sitting down, the phone rang suddenly.

Ling Zhen was overjoyed and hurriedly took out his phone from his bag——

Mother Wei called.

Ling Zhen suppressed the slight disappointment in her heart and answered the phone: "Hello, mom?"

Mother Wei sighed on the other end of the phone, "Really, have you seen...Wei Yuanlin?"

Ling Zhen slowly sat down on the sofa and said in a low voice, "I have seen it."

For the next half an hour, Wei Mu was on the other end of the phone, using a gentle and sad voice to fill in the details of the years that she didn't know.

Wei Yuanlin is very good at making money, and the Wei family was very wealthy when Wei Xi was a child. Wei Xi was dressed like a young master at the time. But the children around didn't play with him because he thought he was weird and bad-tempered.

But the child is not born like that, he also has bright eyes, and he likes to laugh. But... curiosity will be beaten, ignorance will be beaten, laugh and cry will be beaten. The scars on his body were one by one, and the sharp pain taught him to grow up-not expressing his attitude, not looking forward to it.

As a mother, she can only protect the child hoarsely, but it is just two people who bear it together, and the pain will not abate.

Wei's mother broke with her family and married. In those days, she had nowhere to retreat. The mother and son have endured under his fist for more than ten years, and the only motivation to support her is the family property that Wei Yuanlin earned.

Wei's mother always felt that although Wei Xi's child was indifferent, fortunately he was not very **** and did not grow into a beast like his father's.

...Until the day when Wei Xi was sixteen.

The night of that day was extremely dark, Wei Yuanlin drank extremely much, and beat her extremely hard, as if he was going to kill her at home.

She was dragged to the ground and lost consciousness for a few seconds. Suddenly, the door of the room was kicked open, and the long-stretched teenager stood outside the door, holding a knife in his hand.

The instinct of forbearing for many years once detonated, and the tyranny in his eyes was so amazing.

He slashed at Wei Yuanlin's aorta without hesitation. If he didn't hide quickly, his head would be severed directly! But even so, that person's profile was still cut out of blood, and at the same time everything was torn apart.

Wei Mu's ten-odd years of management has finally taken advantage of this opportunity. Because of her serious injury, Wei Yuanlin was sentenced to prison, and was later sent to a prison in the south in favor of her relationship. The family property was tried by the court, and all were left to the Wei family, mother and son. At that time, Wei Xi was underage and had a strong will to save people, so the sentence was lightened.

The darkness of more than ten years has only come to an end.

Wei Xi only broke out once, but this time, it made Wei's mother worry all her life. Some things were written in genes and flowing in the blood. She was afraid that Wei Xi would not be able to defy that force one day, and finally usher in the same misfortune.

"So," Mother Wei said on the phone, "He has always been fighting against his nature and doesn't want to be like his father. To you... it's to the bone."

"So... so, really, don't be afraid of him, okay?"

"He is different to you, please believe him."

"I..." Ling Zhen said, her voice a little dumb, "I'm not afraid of him."

She hadn't been afraid of him since a long time ago.

Ling Zhen clenched his fists and said firmly, "I'm going to find him."

When she hung up the phone, she raised her hand and realized that her face was full of tears.

She hummed from her nasal cavity, then wiped her face with a tissue, lifted her bag and went out again.

Want to see Wei Xi. Think now.

Wei Xi didn't actually go anywhere.

He drove the car aimlessly through the city.

When the car ran out of gas, he stopped on the side of the road, bowed his head, and lit a cigarette.

The fingers are shaking, and there are wounds on the knuckles.

He thought, he is indeed a pervert. Wei Yuanlin was right.

At a certain moment, he could clearly perceive the darkness in his heart, and the tendency of violence was at work. For a moment, he really wanted to kill this person.

But he didn't know Ling Zhen was watching.

If he knew it, he could restrain all his emotions and not show her the dirty side.

But it was still seen.

When calling him, the little girl's voice was trembling, she was frightened.

Wei Xi finished smoking in silence, and her heart fell silent like soot.

Time passed bit by bit, the sky dissipated, and the night shrouded him, giving him an inexplicable sense of security.

...A sense of security.

Ling Zhen said that only she could give it to him.

But now, she probably wouldn't dare to give it to him anymore.

Wei Xi sat till early morning and smoked a whole pack of cigarettes.

Then, drove the car to the gas station, refueled, and drove home to the community.

The closer he got, the clearer the faint voice in his heart.

Is she scared?

Will you go home again?

Many questions made him afraid to think about the answers.

Wei Xi walked into the elevator from the parking lot and did not press the floor for a few seconds. It wasn't until the elevator door closed automatically that he recovered and pressed his own floor with his eyes down.

When the elevator arrived, he walked out silently, and raised his eyes, the door of the house was open.

Wei Xi's fingers curled up.

He walked slowly, through the door, through the hallway, and raised his eyes—

On the sofa in the living room, the little girl was hugging her knees, looking at him with red eyes.

Ling Zhen has been looking for him.

She searched the company, the hospital, and the restaurants they had visited together, but did not see Wei Xi. She had to go home and waited for him, not daring to sleep, and waited till now.

Two o'clock in the morning.

When Wei Xi saw the redness in her eyes and the resentment on her face, she seemed to resist.

The apex of her heart curled up slightly, not daring to stay, and Wei Xi subconsciously turned around to leave.

After a few steps, the little girl's faint voice sounded from behind.

"Wei Xi, I have been waiting for a long time. You hug me."

Wei Xi stiffened and didn't look back.

Ling Zhen red eyes and said: "Okay, then you go."

The man lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"You don't hold me now, don't hold me again in the future."

Wei Xi's jaw tightened instantly, and after a second, she strode back to her.

"Not too dirty?" His eyes were dark, "Blood-stained hands, hold you?"

Ling Zhen raised his face, his eyes flushed, looking at him for a long while, then lifted his chin: "Sit down."

Wei Xi was silent.

He was not as calm as he seemed, and even his blood vessels felt like he was about to burst.

After seeing his crazy look and hearing what Wei Yuanlin said, she can still be so calm...Is she thinking that she is too kind, so she wants to comfort him?

He doesn't move.

Ling Zhen was a little aggrieved, hugged his knees, rubbed his chin, "Why is it dirty? You beat the bad guy, isn't it a good deed?"

Wei Xi was stunned.

"I just don't want you to hurt yourself because of this bad guy. It's not worth it," she said.

Wei Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ling Zhen raised his face again: "So can you sit down now."

Wei Xi took a breath and finally sat down on the single sofa next to her, with the smell of cold smoke.

... He was obedient, and Ling Zhen started to feel distressed again.

Why should Wei Xi suffer these sufferings?

Where did he hide during the day, did he completely lose his sense of security, and disgusted himself in a corner she didn't know.

Even now, he doesn't seem to have recovered.

Ling Zhen blinked and looked at him for a while, thinking, all right.

She came to coax him.

Ling Zhen got off the sofa, stepped barefoot on the ground, then climbed onto him and hugged him.

The muscles of Wei Xi's whole body were stiff, and her hand was raised without falling.

The body under the little girl's nightdress was soft and warm, pressing against him, allowing the frozen person to begin to warm up.

"Wei Xi..." She rubbed her cheek against Wei Xi's neck, her voice soft, "Don't listen to what he said."

Wei Xi cast her eyes down and said dumbly: "Which ones?"

Ling Zhen was next to him, raised his bright and moist eyes, and asked, "Will you scold me."

Wei Xi: "No."

Ling Zhen then asked, "Will you hit me?"

Wei Xi: "...no."

Ling Zhen opened his lips slightly and nodded: "Yes, you won't."

"You will love me."

She leaned forward and kissed the unique mole on his neck.

The man's Adam's apple visibly rolled.

Then he heard the little girl say: "So you are completely different from him. He damn, you have to live well."

After speaking, she leaned over again and kissed his lips.

This time, the man only paused for a few seconds, and then he pressed her back, pressed the dough-like person into his arms, and opened his lips to kiss deeply.

Ling Zhen sat on him and pressed his strong thigh under his trousers. She put her arm on his shoulder, and she rubbed him in his arms.

The skirt she wore was thin, slipping from her legs to her waist. Wei Xi refrained from touching it.

But suddenly, there was a slight looseness between his neck.

The little girl's skin was white and pink, her long eyelashes hanging down, and her thin white fingers unbuttoned his shirt.

She is shy at all and dare not look at him.

She just feels so distressed.

...Just, just comfort him.

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