Dongjun Garden, this way.
Because Liu Zhiyuan was about to "jump off the building", someone called the police and the police arrived quickly.
More and more residents gathered around, and in a short time, the scene became a mess.
Song Ling was on the verge of death, and he forced Xu Su to take him upstairs.
Xu Su looked helpless: "I don't have an elevator card. Should I go up to the 20th floor?"
In fact, his tone was clearly wrong.
However, in his panic, Song Ling didn't notice that there was anything wrong with him.
Too much concern leads to confusion.
These four words are fully reflected in Song Lingzhong.
He punched Xu Su in the face like a mad beast.
Xu Su hadn't expected him to suddenly hit someone so violently. Bai was hit, his cheeks aching, and he suddenly saw stars.
If he hadn't agreed to act with his sister-in-law, he would have really wanted to kick him.
Unable to bear the urge to hit someone, he covered his cheek and roared: "Song Ling, are you crazy?"
Song Ling's blood was filled with panic, and there was a lot of discussion around him. The voices tortured his mind and tortured his heart.
His world had been turned upside down, and he couldn't imagine what the scene would be like if she really jumped from the building.
He knew her well enough to know that she could be impulsive at times.
In the ward, when she saw Yatong kissing him, she impulsively lost her mind.
She was pregnant and if she couldn't control herself she would jump from here.
Then what is the meaning of his life?
He wanted to divorce her, but he still paid attention to her and cared about her news. Knowing whether she was happy or not and what she was doing every day was also a comfort to him.
At least, he still has hope of survival.
But if she really died, she would no longer exist in this world. He would live in a dark world without hope.
His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his chest: "Climb up, take me upstairs quickly!"
Finally, a neighbor on the same floor borrowed the elevator card, and Xu Su and Song Ling went upstairs.
Xu Su knocked on the door calmly.
Song Ling's chest heaved as he yelled, "Kick! Kick him!"
Xu Su frowned in disgust. "Are you worried now? Weren't you quite tough when you were clamoring for a divorce?"
Song Ling couldn't see it, so he stretched out his hand to punch again, but Xu Su dodged it.
Xu Su couldn't help but roar, "Fuck you! Hit me again?"
The maid quickly came to open the door and shouted, "Mr. Song, you are finally here. Madam has been sitting by the window. It's really scary!"
Song Ling strode forward accurately with the memory of this love nest. He was nervous, but did not speak for the time being.
He was afraid of irritating her by opening his mouth.
Liu Zhiyuan sat by the window. It was a bit cold, so cold that her nose turned red.
After seeing Song Ling, a hint of relief appeared on her little face.
Sniffing secretly, trying to make her voice sound a little sadder, she pointed at the coffee table and said calmly, "You're finally here? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
When Song Ling heard her sad and desperate tone, his blood began to boil again.
That kind of love that went deep into his bones made him so heartbroken that he wished he could die.
He took two steps forward stiffly, but was stopped by Liu Zhiyuan's miserable voice.
"Stop, don't come over here. I tore up the divorce agreement you gave me and drafted a new one myself. I don't want anything from you. It's on the far left side of the coffee table. Please sign it!"
Song Ling's tense features felt a sharp pain. He clenched his fists, his joints making a sound.
He suddenly regretted his decision to divorce. Damn it, why did he want to divorce?
All the wonderful memories of this home come flooding back.
She pestered him to sleep every day.
Whenever she was angry, he would cook noodles to comfort her.
She would accompany him to work in the study every day and wait for him to get off work at home every day.
I would ask him what he wants to eat every day and be intimate with him every day.
Although she was noisy, she was always careful with him.
She would carefully arrange his shirts, suits, ties, underwear and socks.
Every morning when he got up, she could tell him what clothes were in his closet with her eyes closed.
She would also tie his tie with sleepy eyes and give him a good morning kiss.
He occasionally went out for emergency surgery at night, and she always waited for him quietly at home.
If he doesn't go home, she won't sleep.
Thinking of this, the warmth that once wrapped around his heart like a cloud, ironing his soul.
The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and the veins on his forehead also twitched.
Thinking about losing her, he would never feel such warmth again. Many dark clouds hung over him, tormenting his every breath.
He found that even imagining the pain of losing her was unbearable.
The whole person seemed to be torn apart, and every cell in the body was filled with unbearable pain and despair.
Seeing the man's reaction, Liu Zhiyuan knew that this trick had worked. She urged, "Song Ling, sign it. Sign the divorce agreement!"
Song Ling's body suddenly shook. When he heard these words coming out of her mouth, it was as if a huge stone was falling from the top of his head and he was about to fall down.
Liu Zhiyuan continued sadly,
"We had an agreement before. There's no divorce between us, only widowhood. But you know I'm someone who cares about others. I want to complete the paperwork first because divorce is better than widowhood. I won't say any more, please sign!"
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but smile and winked at Xu Su.
Xu Su pointed to his cheek, looking aggrieved.
Liu Zhiyuan made another gesture of invitation.
Xu Su took a deep breath and cursed in a deep voice.
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