forced marriage

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Ms. Zheng held her mouth shut and said, "Anyway, no one came over, so it's not a matter of what to do, it's better to sleep..."

Yuan Yixiao's breath was choked in his throat, he couldn't get up and down, and wanted to say something, Luo Lin pulled him, he snorted, and sat down slowly.

It was only then that I noticed that the whole house was deserted, the garbage in the trash can was almost full, the kitchen was greasy, the boxes of instant noodles after eating, the packaging bags of dumplings and glutinous rice balls were lying around, and the sink was dirty. There are a lot of bowls.

How does a woman live her life like this?Simply incredible!

Ms. Zheng changed into a decent thin skirt, and she muttered as soon as she came out, "This is still last year's autumn style, and the clothes are outdated..."

Yuan Yixiao pursed his lips, pretending he didn't hear it.

Luo Lin boiled a pot of water, then quietly poured tea for several people, and asked politely, "Is there any problem with the water and electricity at home?"

Ms. Zheng pointed to the direction of the room and said, "That's not a problem, it's just that the lights in the room keep flickering, but I use that room for sleeping, so it doesn't matter if it's turned on or not."

Luo Lin nodded, and was about to take off the down jacket outside, when Yuan Yixiao stopped him and said coldly, "I'll do it."

He took off his outer jacket, picked up a chair and entered the room. Seeing that the room was also a mess, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and told himself that what he saw was not what he saw, and he stood on the chair and looked at the The crystal chandelier probably has a bad contact with the light bulb, he just needs to replace it with a new light bulb.

Then Ms. Zheng said, "Finally, it won't make my eyes hurt..."

Hearing this, Yuan Yixiao squeezed his fist.

When sitting down again, Yuan Yixiao spoke up and asked, "After the Chinese New Year, what are you going to do?"

Ms. Zheng sighed and complained, "I don't know either. Look at my age, what can I do?"

Forget it, if you don't talk about it, you will be pissed off.

Luo Lin checked the equipment in the room, and seeing that there was no problem with the heating and home appliances, he nodded to Yuan Yixiao, who immediately stood up and prepared to take Luo Lin away.

Ms. Zheng saw that Luo Lin was present, but she was still a little speechless. Seeing that Yuan Yixiao was about to leave without keeping any money, she asked Ai Ai again, "Yixiao, Mom really has no money, so you can give me some more money. "

Yuan Yixiao didn't say the unfeeling words last time, and said sharply, "5000 yuan a month, I will call your Alipay, and I will give you nothing for the rest. Live your own life and live it well."

Ms. Zheng begged, "5000 yuan is really not enough, just smile, give me more."

Yuan Yixiao sneered and said, "Are you very old? Can't you go out and find something to do by yourself? Or find a man to support you? Is 5000 yuan a little? How much do you need by yourself? [-]?"

Ms. Zheng nodded and said, "[-] is still a bit small, but it's okay..."

Yuan Yi smiled angrily, and said, "You can take care of yourself."

When he got into the car, he was still a little angry.

Luo Lin said, "She is also suddenly uncomfortable, and she will be fine in a few days."

"It's been a year, and she's still like this, spending all her savings. I don't spend more than 36 on myself a year. How did she manage to spend 90?"

Yuan Yixiao has a very detailed plan for his life. He pays himself 3 yuan for packaging every month to buy daily necessities such as clothes and shoes. However, after living with Luo Lin, these are usually purchased by Luo Lin for him. , The money was saved, so the salary card about him was also handed over to Luo Lin after he returned from abroad.

His wife treats him so well...

Pooh!It's husband!

Hey... Wife and husband don't matter... It's just a title, anyway, he belongs to him, and he still has to pay his salary. If one day Luo Lin fails to start a business, won't he still be there?

Thinking of this, Yuan Yixiao warned him, "You are not allowed to give her money, you understand?"

Luo Lin smiled and said, "Every time I come, I don't give any money. Giving money is better than giving some actual items, at least they are all she needs. Seeing her like this, why don't you invite the nanny back? "

In fact, Yuan Yixiao secretly regretted it. If he knew that Ms. Zheng was so incapable of taking care of him, he shouldn't have sent the nanny back, but he also wanted to save face, so he kept it in his heart and prepared to hire another one secretly. Listen now When Luo Lin said this, he let go of the little face in his heart, and said, "You already knew, didn't you?" You knew what he was thinking.

Luo Lin smiled, but did not answer.

Yuan Yi smiled honestly, "Please come back..."

Luo Lin put his hand on Yuan Yixiao's thigh, and comforted him, "Things that can be solved with money are never things."

Only by truly letting go will you be calm.

The more you can't let go of people and things, the more you have a knot in your heart. When people are not going well, painful and dark things will sneak out from the bottom of your heart, deriving all kinds of anger, anxiety, sadness and depression, which will affect your life. And work, even when you are happy, it will cause trouble, making happiness less real, like a stain hidden in your bones, the more you care about it, the more you can't get it out, hurt yourself, and then hurt others.

After a person is born, the deepest bond is blood and emotion. Without these two things, it is like losing blood and flesh, gradually withering and withering.

If it is an outsider, they may be beaten up, and they will be able to let go of the revenge and hurt when they go back, but they are family members they used to be familiar with. Denying them is like denying their own origin and past.

Even a person like Yuan Yixiao, who is carefree on the outside, delicate and affectionate on the inside, would not really let it go, otherwise he would not choose to come back and face it at the moment his parents had a problem, instead of ignoring it, because Caring, knowing that his parents are not doing well in their later years, Yuan Yixiao will mourn his misfortune and be angry with him.

To say that Luo Lin is helping Ms. Zheng is better than saying that he is helping Yuan Yixiao. When Yuan Yixiao let go of the hatred and grudges in his heart, he can calmly face the parents and the bumpy and tortuous past. Really let yourself go.

Therefore, it is too simple to solve it with money and settle Ms. Zheng well, but his real purpose is to appease Yuan Yixiao indirectly.

Luo Lin was in a trance for a moment. He understood the reasoning, but when it was his turn, his computer suddenly crashed.

Yuan Yixiao nodded to him.

The best way to temporarily forget sadness is to replace it with happy things, such as playing mahjong.

After returning in the afternoon, the four of them started playing mahjong secretly again.

It seemed to provoke Luo Lin's mahjong addiction. Once at the poker table, Luo Lin became another person, which made Yuan Yixiao dumbfounded. He felt that his wallet was about to bleed.

The TV was on, and there was a lively sound.

"Seventy thousand!"

"Eight barrels!"

"bump!"

"Why did you touch it again?"

……

At night, Yuan Yixiao hugged Luo Lin in his arms, rested his head on Luo Lin's shoulder for the first time, pressed against his hard bones, and said muffledly, "It hurts my forehead, so you can't grow any longer." Any meat?"

Luo Lin pinched his earlobe in retaliation. His ears may have been frozen when he was young. The outer contour is darker in color, and the inner color is lighter. The soft earlobe is fleshy. A little more meat, so that you can hug comfortably."

Yuan Yixiao nodded and said, "That's how it should be."

Luo Lin touched his head, saw a short white hair hidden in his rough hair, and secretly pulled it out.

Yuan Yixiao's head hurt, and he said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing? You think I have radishes growing on my head, and this hair is radish shoots, and you are going to pull out radishes?"

Yuan Yixiao's ideas are always weird. Luo Lin was amused by him, and said with a sneer, "A white radish sprout suddenly grew out of a piece of black radish sprouts. I want to see what's under the white radish sprouts. Whether it is a white radish or a black radish, I just want to pull it out to see."

"Is it a white radish or a black radish?"

"I pulled it out, and I don't know if it's a white radish or a black radish..."

……

In the silent night sky, Yuan Yixiao slept peacefully. For the first time, he dreamed of the period when he just left society, and saw himself indignant and sad in the dream, running around during the day, being scolded and reprimanded by others, and at night Falling asleep in the Datong shop, surrounded by the smell of other people's feet, unable to sleep, slipped to the street alone, facing the quiet street, took out a cigarette and smoked, it was his first time smoking, Coughing so hard that tears flowed out, he threw the cigarette on the ground and said viciously, "What the hell? It's so hard to smoke!"

He looked at the dilapidated street, hoping that someone would appear at the end of the street to welcome him back, or to accompany him, but no, the street was always a dark street, and no one appeared.

Later, he got better and happier here day by day, but when he was alone, all the happiness disappeared, leaving only himself alone, like a wounded cub, secretly licking Licking the wounds on his body, telling himself that there is always a price to pay for growth, and sooner or later he will make a difference.

He has made good friends who are close friends, but the friends have their own things to do; he does not love women but men, and has a talented boyfriend with a high degree of education. Without him, on the road of life, others come and go, come and go, and he is still alone in the end.

A person walked silently hesitantly.

Until a person appeared in front of him and stretched out his hand to him. Looking at the white hand, he stopped in his tracks, a little disbelieving and a little resisting, but the hand never hesitated, and he was always by his side, gradually Yes, he took the hand and saw the full picture of the person who had it.

This person has a wealthy family background, has a beautiful and warm character, and is a bit silly and a bit stupid, but he treats himself wholeheartedly.

He thought, maybe after so many years of suffering and setbacks, instead of degenerate, he has developed a character of perseverance and never giving up. Is it just to wait for such a warm person to come?

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