091
Just like that, life seemed to have returned to its former calm and peaceful state.
Song Yu continued to travel between Yizhou and me, coming back almost every week. The back and forth running consumed too much of his energy, so he looked very tired every time he came back.
I know he doesn't like this kind of work, but every time I wanted to say something, he just hugged me and said it would be fine soon.
How could it be okay? Have we all learned to deceive ourselves now
I really wanted to roar and write something to him, but when I turned around, the person next to me was already asleep from exhaustion.
As for Zhuo Yang, I heard about it from Zhuo's mother.
After a close call, my body is slowly recovering.
Zhuo's mother often complained that I was too heartless and didn't even go to see Zhuo Yang when he was in that state. I laughed at her every time, but my actions still showed that I would continue to remain silent.
But one night, Zhuo Yang called me.
I was a little surprised, thinking that he had something to talk to me about, but I didn't expect him to hold the phone for a long time before saying anything.
"Wife... I'm in so much pain..."
I was a little surprised, thinking he was just half asleep or I heard wrongly. When I was about to confirm it again, the call was disconnected.
Besides, after Mrs. An fell, Hu Ling was involved in scandals one after another. In fact, it is obvious that Mrs. An fell and Hu Ling had so many enemies in the circle, it can only be said that it was completely unexpected that he had reached this situation.
That day, Ding Chunchun called me early in the morning and said that Hu Ling no longer had her backer, and now Zhuo Yang obviously no longer supported her, and her good luck had reached its limit.
Hu Ling's fall from power also illustrates a truth: flowers do not last forever, so it is better to be low-key in life.
However, her loss of power also made the news hot in the past few days. Major online forums were even more aggressive, and one website revealed that Hu Ling had been gang-raped.
It was also said that Hu Ling had once become pregnant because of the gang rape.
To be honest, I am a little curious. In my memory, Hu Ling was pregnant, but she always insisted that it was Zhuo Yang's. Of course, I also remember that Zhuo Yang denied it...
So, does this old news that has been exposed now mean that Hu Ling lied, and that the child... was actually the result of abuse
Ding Chunchun was very proud, and she no longer worked as a host. She heard that she was getting older, and she gradually realized that the days of old age and fading beauty had come. Director Cheng neither made her famous nor had any plans to divorce her. She finally realized that it was time to find a good man to spend her life with.
Of course, this man is definitely not Director Cheng.
The man Ding Chunchun found was her college classmate, who studied broadcasting and eventually became a music television director in this circle.
I have seen him. He is not good-looking, but has a very gentle personality. He is a perfect match for Ding Chunchun, who has a hot-tempered and straightforward personality.
Ding Chunchun has already found her happiness, so naturally she wants to ask me.
I showed her the engagement ring on my hand, and she was immediately surprised and asked, "Is Zhuoyang so fast?"
I smiled and shook my head to break the smile on her face.
"It's with Song Yu."
Ding Chunchun was surprised, "Your ex-husband is obviously not a good person, how could he..."
Ding Chunchun wanted to say something, but seemed to remember something, and finally shook his head and said: "Forget it, Song Yu is good in other aspects except his youth... Anyway, you know, age is only a limit in our country. In foreign countries, age is never a problem. So... no matter what... I will wish you happiness."
I just smiled at this.
I am already halfway along this road, and I will definitely be happy.
I have told myself this countless times.
I met Zhuo Yang on the way back.
He had just recovered from a serious illness and had gained weight. Zhuo's mother had indeed taken good care of him.
I saw him greet me lightly. He seemed very surprised and glanced at Ding Chunchun behind me. "Are you out shopping with friends?"
I nodded, but before I could say anything, Ding Chunchun bumped my arm and said, "I'm leaving first. You guys can chat slowly."
Before leaving, he winked at me ambiguously.
I laughed. She must not know that my current relationship with Zhuo Yang is more than friends but less than lovers.
I definitely don't want to have any ambiguity or anything like that.
"You look well," I said, finding a safe topic.
Zhuoyang leaned over to help me fasten my seat belt, "Toef, your soup is delicious."
It turned out that Zhuo's mother did tell him.
This rare compliment made me a little shy. I turned my head away and muttered, "As long as I'm healthy."
We chatted for a few more insignificant words, and suddenly the car radio started broadcasting news about Hu Ling. I felt a little embarrassed, and when I was about to turn off the radio, Zhuo Yang held my hand.
"Aren't you curious?"
"ah?"
Zhuo Yang turned around and pinched my face with a smile.
"Aren't you curious about Hu Ling's sex scandal?"
I felt that Zhuo Yang's action was too ambiguous, and I stepped back in fear. Fortunately, Zhuo Yang's action was also shallow, and it seemed that he wanted to stop at the right time.
"When she first entered this circle... she went out to eat with someone, but she was drugged because she had no experience..." Zhuo Yang stated the fact calmly. He did not look back at me, but his face showed a hint of anger.
"She...that child..." This is actually what I am most concerned about.
"Yeah." Zhuo Yang pursed his lips, "She kept crying... She was still innocent at that time and didn't know what to do... I suggested to her that if she hated it so much, she shouldn't have the child."
"She... also obediently got an abortion? The one at the hospital?"
"Yeah." Zhuo Yang sighed, "To be honest, I am partly responsible for her accident that time... Do you remember that time when you fell from the building and asked me to go back... In the end, I went back... She..."
Zhuo Yang didn't finish, but I remember a little bit of it.
That time, I sprained my ankle and fell from the upstairs. Mrs. Chen called Zhuoyang, and Zhuoyang took a long time to come back that time.
I also told him that if he didn't want to come back, he shouldn't come back.
That was the time...
It turns out that a decision can really change a person's life.
"I have to say that I have always felt guilty about her. There is one more thing I have never told you... An Ran's heart was donated to Hu Ling..."
"Ah... bang..." I sat up and didn't notice that I hit the hood of the car.
Covering my wound, I tearfully asked for confirmation, "You said Hu Ling's heart... is... is..."
"Yeah." Zhuo Yang looked indifferent. He just watched me cover my head, stopped the car helplessly, leaned over to check on me next to him, "Let me see, where did you hit?"
"No, no." I hurriedly pushed Zhuo Yang away, "No wonder... No wonder Mrs. An treats her so well..."
It turns out that my daughter's heart is living in another person's body.
No wonder she suddenly cheered up later, it turned out that she had new strength to survive.
At this time, should I say that maternal love is great
While I was silent, Zhuo Yang gently rubbed my head and said, "You are almost thirty years old. When will you stop being so reckless and worrying?"
I realized later that Zhuo Yang had leaned over to me, and his posture seemed to be hugging me. I felt a little uneasy about the intimate posture, and instinctively wanted to step back, but I found that the seat behind me was pressing hard against my back, and I could no longer retreat.
"Zhuo Yang... I... I'm fine now."
I stuttered, pushing the man closer and closer to me.
"You... don't get so close... I..." I could hardly breathe.
I was sure there was a dark laugh above my head.
My face turned red with shame, and Zhuoyang's laughter became louder.
I punched him in the chest in anger, and suddenly I heard a hissing sound from him and realized, "Are you okay? Sorry, sorry... I didn't mean to touch your wound..."
"You know you have strong hands..."
Zhuo Yang raised his head. Although his face was pale, his eyes were full of smiles.
"I really don't know which man in this world, besides me, can tolerate you..."
I really want to refute it with courage, but Song Yu can do it.
But, at this moment, Zhuo Yang came over quickly and pinched my chin with his big hand with incredible precision.
"I want to kiss you."
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a warmth on my lips and a hot breath came towards me.
Familiar, yet also a little strange.
I looked a little pale.
Looking at Zhuo Yang's smug face, I felt like I was looking at a monster.
After a long while, I stammered, "Didn't you say...said...that you wouldn't...wouldn't steal other people's...girlfriends?"
If the coquettish and cute phone call that night was just my illusion, then Zhuo Yang's actions today have clearly told me a fact.
He is still as tough as ever.
"I regret it."
In response to my accusation, Zhuo Yang simply said something very calmly.
"By the way, what do you want to eat tonight?" I was struck by lightning and became crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but the other party was already whistling and starting to think about tonight's dishes.
"… "
I certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to go to dinner with Zhuo Yang. He didn't mind being rejected, he just smiled and sent me upstairs, and finally said something meaningful.
"See you tomorrow."
I said this with great courage.
"No... I won't see you again..."
I think I am very strong and can be said to be completely ruthless, but Zhuoyang is always gentle.
"Song Yu is far away in Yizhou. I think my chances are great."
"... You won't stand a chance. I've already agreed to marry Song Yu." I raised the ring on my hand.
Zhuo Yang's eyes flashed, as if with a hint of anger. But when I looked over, he just smiled gently.
"Who knows? Vows of love can be thrown away at will, and marriage is no longer a guaranteed shackle. What is impossible in this world? Good night, Anyue."
"… "
seem…
It seems like some things have gone back to the old point.
I slammed the door in Zhuoyang's face.
But the closed door could not cover up the sound of Zhuo Yang's laughter.
I thought viciously, laugh, laugh, it would be best if your wounds open again with your laughter, you bastard.