Lonely Immortal

Zhang Zhiwen didn't say much about this matter. He just couldn't sleep all night. He lay in the tent, looking at the three children around him. He thought about many things, but he didn't think about what would happen between Lin Mingyue and Jia Funian.

Maybe something happened, or nothing happened. He didn't think about why Lin Mingyue had to spend the night in Jia Funian's tent. Maybe it was because he had a conflict with Lin Mingyue, or maybe it was because Lin Mingyue felt that Jia Funian could be relied on, but no matter what, this matter was unbearable for ordinary people.

Imagine that his wife spent the night in a tent with another strange man, and did so in front of him. Of course, Zhang Zhiwen knew that the current situation was a bit complicated and some things were not clear, but in essence, he knew that this kind of thing was actually in line with common sense.

Some things, he couldn't explain clearly. He thought more about what he was doing in his life. He thought about many things, but after thinking about it, he found that his life actually had no real meaning. It was all for survival, and to survive better.

But he ignored a lot of things in this process. When he had no food to eat before, he thought that even if he had a bite of dog food, he would feel that this was the most beautiful thing in the world. There is no need to say more about what happened later. He kept moving forward with difficulty on the road of cultivating immortals. He rarely thought about what he needed, just to survive, and then he had no more time to think about other problems.

But now he is at ease. He will think about other things. It seems that to some extent, his spiritual pursuit is slowly opening up, and he feels that this process is very calm. He suddenly feels that people can't live just for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. There seems to be something else that he needs to understand.

What to understand? For the time being, what he can understand is that the so-called love in this world is essentially nothing, not shit. If there is no food to eat, if you can't survive, even the most loyal love is a pile of shit.

He did not look down on love. On the contrary, he maintained a very high respect for love, because he knew that there was actually no love in this damn world. If there was any shit love, it must be to meet each other's needs.

Therefore, when Lin Mingyue and Jia Funian were in the same tent, he was not angry, but extremely calm. This was something that most people could hardly imagine. It was the greatest humiliation for a man to have his wife spend the night in the same tent with someone else. But Zhang Zhiwen did not feel that way. Perhaps, he had long known that some things were false, and some things were just illusions, the so-called beauty that people imagined.

When he was young, he had heard beautiful stories about love, and he was also looking forward to it. He saw that his parents were very loving, and he was actually looking forward to it, but he didn't know when he started to stop believing in these things, and even rarely thought about them.

And just like what happened at this moment, he seemed to have expected it. Maybe he had seen too much betrayal, too much intrigue, and too much so-called loyal love that finally turned into a pile of shit.

But he still couldn't sleep all night. He was not angry, but he was sad.

He accepted the reality, but he was still hurt by it. This was inevitable. Although what he was doing now was trying to maintain this family and work hard for Lin Mingyue and the children, his ability was limited. He was not as powerful as Jia Funian, and he was not as rich as Jia Funian, so he naturally could not provide more so-called warmth.

Maybe he was not qualified to talk about love, which was exclusive to rich people, but could rich people really get love? Zhang Zhiwen didn't think so either. He felt that love did not exist. No matter who it was, as long as they jumped into this big pit, they would definitely get nothing in the end and return disappointed.

But he was still really hurt, his soul was stabbed, which made him feel very magical. He obviously didn't believe in love, but this damn place actually had a way to make him sad, which was amazing.

In addition, there were three children, and he didn't know what to do at the moment. He had no experience in this area. He knew that Lin Mingyue should part ways with him, but where should the children go?

Zhang Zhiwen looked at the three children. The oldest was already nine years old, and the youngest was only three years old. The children followed him and Lin Mingyue everywhere, and did not go to private school. The children's originally tender faces were now covered with a layer of rough traces left by the wind and frost, but the children were still tender after all, and they were also innocent. He Zhang Zhiwen did not know how to face the reality that the three children were about to lose their mother or father. This reality was extremely cruel.

Zhang Zhiwen understood a little, why Lin Mingyue asked him to do business with Jia Funian during the day, and to accept the benefits given by Jia Funian, because perhaps only in this way, his fragile marriage seemed to be barely maintained, and he and Lin Mingyue could continue to maintain this family and raise three children.

But this requires Zhang Zhiwen to be a turtle, and Lin Mingyue also needs to give Jia Funian enough compensation. As for what the compensation is, there is no need to say more, everyone knows what the situation is, and in order to survive, for the sake of the children, it seems that this is the best choice, at least for Lin Mingyue, she thinks so.

But Zhang Zhiwen refused. He didn't want to live such a useless life. In that case, Lin Mingyue naturally chose to leave Zhang Zhiwen, and the way of leaving was so simple and crude. In front of Zhang Zhiwen, she and Jia Funian were together.

It seemed like nonsense, it seemed ridiculous, but everything seemed extremely reasonable. It was something Zhang Zhiwen had expected. He was calm and didn't say he was very angry, but he was really hurt.

He felt a sense of powerlessness. This may be why he has never dared to touch marriage. He was afraid that something like this would happen. This world is actually extremely cruel. He saw many women fighting for a little bit of food. You can sell your body if you want. Those women may have been very loyal women, right?

However, Zhang Zhiwen has not seen the kind of steadfast woman in the story, the kind of woman who would rather die than surrender. Instead, there are all kinds of compromises, betrayals and betrayals, which are everywhere. This is why Zhang Zhiwen never goes there. Thinking about the so-called reasons for marriage and love, he felt that it was all fake.

He knew that all this was false, but he couldn't escape this damn fate. Now, he had a sleepless night, and his heart ached, but on the surface, he looked calm.

He didn't want to continue thinking about this matter, but the memories he had with Lin Mingyue kept popping up uncontrollably in his mind. He was tired of this kind of thing, but when Lin Mingyue appeared at the door of his tent the next day, Zhang Zhiwen I still felt a little happy.

"Are you back?" he asked as he got up.

He didn't know why. He should have been angry, he should have been angry, he should have even beaten Lin Mingyue hard, but he didn't. He was as useless as a dog. His so-called dignity seemed to be gone at this moment. live.

Lin Mingyue didn't speak. She just looked at the children who were still sleeping. Then she walked in and sat down next to the children.

She lowered her head and watched the children sleeping intently. Then she gently reached out and touched the children's faces. Then, her tears fell uncontrollably.

"Madam, what's wrong with you!"

Like a fool, Zhang Zhiwen came to Lin Mingyue, pretending that nothing happened and asked Lin Mingyue as if he didn't know anything. His face was still full of worry, as if he had the same expression as usual.

Lin Mingyue didn't speak, but shed more tears, and kept shaking her head. She seemed uncomfortable and in pain.

But Zhang Zhiwen was stunned. He didn't know why Lin Mingyue was so uncomfortable. Was Lin Mingyue really as sad as him? But since you are so sad, why did you choose to be with Jia Funian?

Zhang Zhiwen couldn't understand, but Lin Mingyue didn't say anything. She just sighed and wiped away her tears. Then she raised her head and looked at Zhang Zhiwen.

"I...I'm leaving."

Lin Mingyue just said this simply, but Zhang Zhiwen felt as if he was struck by lightning. Although he knew that this result would inevitably occur, and he also knew that he did not believe in love, when it really happened, he suddenly discovered that he Unbearable!

All his calmness and reason collapsed at this moment. He thought he could be strong, but in fact, he was extremely fragile, and his soul was suddenly torn apart at this moment, and he spilled a mouthful of blood.

What an amazing place!

Zhang Zhiwen couldn't help but shook his head helplessly. After so many years, who could still hurt him? At most, his body was injured, but no one could shake his soul. But today, he let Lin Mingyue break his defense with a simple sentence, and there were direct signs of his soul being torn apart. !

"Ms. sir, are you okay?" Lin Mingyue was shocked. She didn't expect Zhang Zhiwen's reaction to be so violent. She originally thought that Zhang Zhiwen had always been an extremely indifferent person. In fact, Zhang Zhiwen thought so too. He thought he should be very indifferent. As a human being, he won't be emotional for anyone, and he won't even have big mood swings.

However, this is not the case at all. He was severely injured. What kind of magic is this? If it weren't for magic, how could it hurt people like this!

Sure enough, the world of monsters is different. Lin Mingyue is also a monster, right?

But Zhang Zhiwen knew very well in his heart that Lin Mingyue was not a monster, and Jia Funian was not a monster. Even the so-called monsters outside were not monsters. Who is the monster? Isn't Zhang Zhiwen the real monster?

The flower demon said that Zhang Zhiwen was a monster, but Zhang Zhiwen didn't believe it, but at this moment, he let the purest love in the world be severely damaged, so wasn't he a monster?

Thinking about this seemed a bit redundant, and Zhang Zhiwen didn't think about it. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then staggered up. He opened the tent and walked out. Then he kept walking forward. He didn't want to stay in this place anymore.

"Ms. sir!"

Lin Mingyue rushed out and called Zhang Zhiwen, and the children seemed to have woken up. Or maybe the children had not slept all night, because the children's eyes were swollen. Although they were small, they were sensitive The children's nerves have long been aware that something is wrong with their parents. Lin Mingyue didn't come home all night. How can the children not know what happened?

Therefore, don't underestimate the children. They actually followed Zhang Zhiwen and Lin Mingyue around. They have already matured mentally. Just like Zhang Zhiwen went through hardships when he was young, his mind was also precocious.

"Daddy!...Daddy!..."

The children's calls rang behind his ears, and Zhang Zhiwen trembled slightly. He really didn't expect that he would experience such a thing in this place.

The tide of memories actually forced into his mind, forcing him to recall the situation when the three children came into this world. It was a cold and dark night. Lin Mingyue's painful screams accompanied by the children's crying when they fell to the ground resounded through the night.

That night, he became a father. It was the birth of the children that made him a father. After that, the second and third children came into this world one after another, and they spent a good time with Zhang Zhiwen.

These memories cannot be erased. It is precisely these memories that did not exist originally. Zhang Zhiwen really didn't know what to say. He knew that all this was fake, but he was helpless. He was heartbroken!

Jia Funian also came out. He came to Zhang Zhiwen. He seemed to be able to feel Zhang Zhiwen's pain. He said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry. I will take good care of Mingyue in the future!"

Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything, but just gasped for breath. Once upon a time, he would never have thought that he would be so sad for such a thing, but at this moment, he really couldn't control his thoughts and couldn't stop the pain that came like a tide. This pain kept tearing his soul apart and made him shaky.

Jia Funian saw him like this, patted his shoulder, and then took out a bag of money and stuffed it into Zhang Zhiwen's hand: "Mr. Zhang, keep this money. Take care of yourself in the future!"

Zhang Zhiwen pushed the money away. He finally couldn't hold back the grief in his heart. This grief instantly turned into anger. He punched Jia Funian, and Jia Funian staggered to the ground.

But after the punch, Zhang Zhiwen felt even worse. He found that his fist was so weak, and Lin Mingyue ran over. She helped Jia Funian up with concern: "Are you okay?"

Jia Funian smiled bitterly, as if he had expected all this. He stood up and waved his hands, looking very generous, saying: "I'm fine, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have done this, but I can't control my heart. I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, how can I make it up to you?"

Zhang Zhiwen said nothing, Lin Mingyue stood beside Jia Funian, and at this moment she seemed to be Jia Funian's wife, not his wife, Zhang Zhiwen.

Zhang Zhiwen waved his hands and staggered away from this place.