Paranoid ex-husband regrets

The teacher walked behind him at some point and forcibly pulled Si Hanye back from his thoughts.

"it is good."

After the ceremony was over, Si Hanye walked along the corridor to the homeroom teacher's office, and Zhenzhen was also standing in the office.

When the head teacher saw someone coming, he smiled politely and said, "Father Zhenzhen, these are the documents that Zhenzhen needs to sign for graduation..."

"Oh, good." Si Hanye picked up the brush and brushed. After signing, he didn't know how to greet the teacher, but just stood there in a daze.

The iron-blooded tactics in Si Hanye's shopping mall are obviously not suitable for socializing with parents and teachers today.

The atmosphere was dry and uncomfortable, Zhenzhen said: "Teacher, there are classmates waiting for me, I'll go out first."

After Zhenzhen left, the teacher couldn't say much to Si Hanye's coffin face, but simply said something that his daughter should pay attention to, and hurriedly saw off the guests.

The school has strict management, and Si Hanye's few pick-up and drop-offs are at the door.

Even Zhenzhen enrolled in the school that Wu Di helped choose.

He wandered around the campus alone with a slightly lonely back, and the haunted ghosts of the motherland ran past him with incomparable vigor and enthusiasm.

Of the two children in the family, none of them seemed to have run around happily like this.

Suddenly, a great sense of despair welled up in his heart, Si Hanye's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and the sixth grade teacher was in front of him.

"Zhenzhen, isn't that really your father?"

"Yes, yes, he is so handsome!"

"I have seen so many parents, but he is the tallest and most handsome!"

Zhenzhen walked in the front, surrounded by classmates and friends she had longed for.

A sense of defeat was accumulated in his chest, Si Hanye suddenly felt a little nervous, his daughter was in front of him, what would she say...

Full of expectations, he abandoned all the voices in his ears and only listened to his daughter's.

I heard Zhenzhen say calmly: "It's really not, he is my uncle. My mother said that my father passed away."

The blood all over his body suddenly cooled down, and Si Hanye's heart, which had been filled with decadence just now, was instantly discouraged.

This uncontrollable sadness made him feel like crying.

Zhenzhen...

After all, she was still blaming herself for her mother's affairs.

"Uncle..." What a ridiculous and appropriate address.

No wonder since Zhenzhen gradually got better until now, she has never called herself "Dad."

As time goes by, Zhenzhen's long-awaited "Dad" has gradually dissipated in her ears after five years.

Si Hanye still still remembers how this little girl acted softly on her back then, and in the blink of an eye, even their unformed father-daughter relationship drifted away.

Despite the desolation in his heart, Si Hanye still controlled his heart, obediently waiting for Zhenzhen to leave school at the school gate.

During the graduation ceremony, parents and students crowded together at the gate, and Si Hanye searched for Zhenzhen with his hands on the steering wheel.

I saw that after she came out, she didn't even scan her direction, and walked straight to the bus stop outside the school.

Si Hanye didn't stop her, but followed her all the way in the car.

The voices of the passengers on the bus grew louder, "Hey, do you see if the car behind has been following you?"

"I followed it, hey, such a good car, it looks like a lot of money..."

There were quite a few people looking out of the window, Zhenzhen glanced curiously while leaning on the railing, and suddenly her hand tightened a little bit on the railing.

That was Si Hanye's car.

A girl who has stepped into puberty with one foot, the stubborn nine cows in her heart can't be pulled back.

The tougher others are and the more they control her, the more she will go against the sky.

But like Si Hanye's silent and submissive posture, she couldn't stand it at all.

Zhenzhen quietly wiped away the tears on her face as people stood next to each other in the bus.

Si Hanye is so annoying!

She looked at the black car behind and said silently in her heart.

……

Auntie Jiang's surgery did not go very well. If she wants to live a life without being affected and with quality in the future, she will need a large amount of follow-up maintenance costs.

Jiang Li didn't tell her all of this.

People in the village say that Grandma Jiang has never married and only adopted her own child.

She was a miserable person, and she finally brought up her only child, Jiang Li. Before she could survive, Jiang Li fell into an inexplicable illness.

In less than a year, she became so skinny that she was taken away by Grandma Jiang.

She had no memory of what they said.

It's just that when she woke up five years ago, she was taking care of this old woman with complete demeanor, who was different from the country women.

After her health gradually improved, Grandma Jiang said that she would go back to the countryside to recuperate, and handed over the small supermarket, the only source of income for the family, to her.

The water in the hospital was icy cold, Jiang Li rubbed his face vigorously, and a scarred and reddish face was reflected in the mirror.

Those scars looked like some kind of damn top stitching.

She asked Grandma Jiang many times, but the old woman who had lived for a third of a century was unwilling to say a word with her teeth clenched.

When he walked out of the hospital bathroom, the phone in his pocket rang.

Jiang Li hesitated for a moment, but still answered the phone: "Hello, Song Ye."

"Ali?"

"I haven't seen you for so long, I thought you didn't answer the phone." The man on the phone said with a smile.

Having said that, Jiang Li still said cautiously: "Song Ye, I will not refuse to answer your call, you know that..."

The anxious defense was interrupted, and Song Ye asked, "How is Grandma Jiang's operation?"

Song Ye knew from the other side of the ocean that Grandma Jiang had undergone surgery, needless to say, it must have been said by Zhao Qinian's big mouth.

"Very..." Habitually strong at this moment, Jiang Li shrank his head as if he had found someone to confide in, and said honestly, "It's not very good."

"Then what are you going to do in the future, Ah Li?" Song Ye asked bluntly: "Our marriage before was because you couldn't let go of Grandma Jiang's illness."

"Now that she is getting older, she must be taken care of by her..."

Seeing him talking more and more, Jiang Li immediately said: "Song Ye, no, Grandma Jiang is not a burden!"

Song Ye was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Ah Li, what are you talking about?"

"What I mean is, I want to bring you all together. It's easier for two people to take care of Grandma Jiang than for you alone."

"I'm talking, although I didn't see it, but I heard Brother Zhao said that you worked so hard, I..."

The knuckles holding the mobile phone were a little white, Song Ye's words made her feel burdened.

"I am very distressed."

After saying this sentence, the phone was quiet for several seconds, Song Ye seemed to have deliberately left time for Jiang Li to reply.

If he had said this half a year earlier, perhaps he would have cast a stone in Jiang Li's heart for a moment.