"Xiao Yuan, come out and talk to me, okay? I'm downstairs at your house, I want to see you..."
Liu Zhiyuan didn't say anything and hung up the phone.
There was no turning back for her, and the call was completely meaningless.
After hanging up the phone, she received several text messages one after another -
"Xiao Yuan, I love you, I've always loved you."
"Xiao Yuan, can we talk?"
"Xiao Yuan, I can't enter the community. I'll wait for you on the road outside the community."
"If you don't come, I'll wait."
"Wait for you……"
Liu Zhiyuan simply turned off her cell phone. Through the bay window of her bedroom, she actually saw a car parked on the road behind the community, with a person leaning on it.
When the lightning struck, she saw Duan Zichen's face clearly.
It's going to rain heavily soon.
Duan Zichen was still standing under the rain curtain, letting the heavy rain fall on him.
Liu Zhiyuan simply pulled the curtains and avoided looking at him.
She used to feel distressed, but now she just feels sad.
Just like that, she fell asleep in a daze with mixed feelings.
In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.
When she got up, she saw the face of her next-door neighbor, Grandma Wang, through the peephole and quickly opened the door.
Grandma Wang kindly advised,
"Xiaoyuan, did you have a fight with your boyfriend? I just picked up my grandson from the emergency room and met your boyfriend downstairs. I was soaked all over. If you continue like this, you will definitely have a fever. I really can't bear it..." Duan Zichen stood behind Grandma Wang, soaked all over.
Liu Zhiyuan had no choice but to tell Grandma Wang, "He and I have broken up."
Grandma Wang was surprised and asked awkwardly,
"Why did you break up? You were such a perfect couple. Sigh, but judging by your boyfriend's attitude, he must be trying to win you back. Why don't you try to give him a chance?"
Liu Zhiyuan didn't want to explain too much, and only said: "Grandma Wang, thank you for your kindness, but it is impossible for us to reconcile."
Duan Zichen clenched his fists and his face was full of self-blame.
Grandma Wang said kindly,
"Alas, young people are always impulsive. Nothing is impossible in this world. When you reach our age, you know how important it is for two people to tolerate each other for a lifetime. Anyway, talk it over. Even if you really can't be together, you can still be friends and not hurt each other."
Liu Zhiyuan nodded, "Well, thank you, Grandma Wang."
After Grandma Wang left, Duan Zichen stepped forward and said, "Xiao Yuan, can you give me another chance?"
Liu Zhiyuan sneered,
"Duan Zichen, when did you become so childish? You misunderstood me. In the final analysis, you just disliked my dirtiness. Now, I'm already married to my uncle, which is really dirty to you. Do you still want me to come back to you?"
Duan Zichen was stunned and stopped moving forward.
When I heard this topic, it felt like a thorn was piercing my heart.
Seeing his actions, Liu Zhiyuan said coldly, "Duan Zichen, we really can't go back. Please leave."
Duan Zichen was unwilling to give in and grabbed her arm, "No, Xiaoyuan, I can't let you go."
Liu Zhiyuan pushed him and said, "Let's go. Let's not hurt each other and stop entangled. It's too tiring and unnecessary."
Duan Zichen was in the rain for several hours and really had a fever.
She pushed him and he fell down.
Liu Zhiyuan was startled and quickly supported him.
I touched his forehead and realized that he really had a fever.
She sighed in her heart, and finally relented and helped him into the room.
Duan Zichen was still conscious, so she found some antipyretic medicine and fed it to him, and helped him take a bath in the bathroom to cool down.
His clothes were all wet, so she found the clothes she had prepared for Song Ling a week ago and gave them to Duan Zichen to change into.
Duan Zichen took a shower and felt much more sober.
When he walked out of the bathroom, he wiped his hair and asked happily: "Xiaoyuan, have you bought this dress for me before? It really fits me..." Suddenly, there was the sound of a key turning in the door lock of the house.
Liu Zhiyuan was stunned when she saw Song Ling appear at the door.
Song Ling saw the man coming out of the bathroom, his back stiffened and his face instantly became as gloomy as a dark cloud.
Liu Zhiyuan didn't expect that the uncle who hadn't been home for a week would come back at three in the morning.
Duan Zichen obviously overlooked the fact that Liu Zhiyuan was married and that there would be another man in her house who could come and go freely with the key.
He missed Liu Zhiyuan very much these days.
He lay at home for three days, without eating or drinking, recalling the scene of their love bit by bit.
Those vivid and beautiful love scenes tortured him, and even his breathing became a pain.
He regretted believing the conversation between Pei Xiaoxiao and Lin Jinrong.
He never thought that Liu Zhiyuan's mother would help slander her own daughter.
He missed Liu Zhiyuan, he missed her madly.
Unfortunately, the community security guard would not let him in.
After he disguised himself once, the security guards were always very cautious when facing him again.
He could only continue to wait for such an opportunity on the road outside the community.
He finally got in, but he didn't expect that Dr. Song would suddenly come back.
Looking at the bunch of keys in Song Ling's hand, a flame of jealousy rose in Duan Zichen's chest, and he clenched his fists in jealousy.
Song Ling looked coldly at the two people standing in front of him.
She was wearing pajamas, and Duan Zichen had just taken a shower and was wearing a new shirt and pants.
How dare this damn woman? Bringing her ex-boyfriend home late at night? And in such a state? Who knows what happened? And he heard Duan Zichen say that she had bought him this dress before? After marrying him, she still kept the clothes she had given him?
How despicable is this woman?
The silence made the atmosphere extremely awkward again.
Out of respect, respect for their marriage, Liu Zhiyuan explained, "Grandma Wang next door brought him in. He had a fever, so I borrowed his bathroom..."
Before she finished speaking, Song Ling squeezed out a word from between his lips and teeth, turned and left.
"cheap!"
Is she wrong?
Liu Zhiyuan was furious and shouted at his back, "Yes, I'm cheap. I'll even put my warm face on someone else's cold butt and prepare for someone else's birthday..."
In response, she slammed the door.
Liu Zhiyuan sat down on the sofa and sighed helplessly.
When Duan Zichen heard her words, he felt as if he was filled with jealousy.
She celebrated Song Ling's birthday? She bought him a birthday present? This used to be his exclusive gift.
He loved that she asked him what he wanted for his birthday this year.
Now she does this to other men too.
Feeling suffocated, he walked forward, bent down, pressed her shoulders, and said excitedly, "Xiao Yuan, divorce him. Divorce him and let us start over..."
Liu Zhiyuan just sneered tiredly, stood up and pushed Duan Zichen out, "Go, go! Don't disturb my life anymore!"
That night, Duan Zichen stood in the corridor of her house.
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