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divorce.

This was Feng Qingzhu's only thought when he agreed to the marriage arranged by Old Master Feng.

At that time, he was thinking about his lover in the previous life, and because of the old man's ardent expectations, he could only get married first and then divorced.

But when the word of divorce came out of Luo Zhiwen's mouth, his heart throbbed again.

It was as if some precious emotion was slowly peeling off from his body, mixed with his flesh and blood, mixed with his bone marrow, and moved his whole body.

"You go home first." Feng Qingzhu tensed up and said coldly, "Even if we divorce, we still have to draw up a divorce agreement."

"Don't worry, the property before marriage has been notarized, I won't take your things." Luo Zhiwen staggered, and when he walked to Feng Qingzhu's side, he stopped involuntarily.

Perhaps it was because of the skin-to-skin relationship that the strangeness between this man and him finally faded.

There are only a few.

Feng Qingzhu is still that piece of ice, his hard heart cannot be melted by his fire.

Luo Zhiwen raised his head, the infatuation in his eyes had not dissipated.

This is the person... He has been silently waiting to marry him since he was young, and when he got married, he began to wait for him to fall in love with him again.

However, no matter how long the secret love is, it will come to an end, maybe this is their end.

Luo Zhiwen said in that gentle tone again: "Brother Feng, I will find a lawyer in advance, and when the divorce agreement is drawn up, I will hand it over to Han Qianshan, and he will hand it over to you."

Hearing that Luo Zhiwen was going to hand over the divorce agreement to Han Qianshan first, Feng Qingzhu's depression rushed into his brain for some reason, and he became aggressive again when he said the words: "No, I'll let the secretary get it."

Luo Zhiwen smiled: "Alright."

He thought, Feng Qingzhu didn't want the people around him to get involved with him at all.

He dragged his extremely exhausted body back home, walked through the porch, suddenly lost his footing, staggered and fell to the ground.

In the dark room, the clock is ticking.

Luo Zhiwen's soft gasps gradually turned into sobs.He folded his arms, sobbing painfully.

He loves Feng Qingzhu, even though he is bruised all over his body and ready to leave, he still loves Feng Qingzhu.

His love and resentment are not contradictory, they are all deposited in his scarred heart, and even time cannot dissolve them.

After a while, Luo Zhiwen barely got up from the ground, walked into the bathroom with the help of the wall, and soaked himself in a hot bath, but the dull pain in his body became more and more serious.

Feng Qingzhu didn't show pity at all, like a wild beast, tore him to pieces.

Luo Zhiwen lay on the bed, rested weakly for a while, picked up his mobile phone and made an appointment with the doctor.

Sadness is sad, he can't ruin his body.

I made a doctor's appointment, and I had to make an appointment with a lawyer.

Luo Zhiwen didn't dare to use his family connections to find a lawyer he knew well to handle the divorce, because he was afraid that his parents would find out.

This marriage, in fact, did not get the support of the family at the beginning.

Luo Zhiwen's parents knew very well that the Feng family had a big business, which was different from their family who made a fortune through business. Besides, the scar on Luo Zhiwen's face was a trouble after all. .

Luo Zhiwen's mother once said to him cruelly: "Now that Mr. Feng is alive, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks to you. If he goes away in the future, what will you do?"

"Mom, he will treat me very well." Luo Zhiwen's love-stunned brain blindly trusted Feng Qingzhu, "I want to marry him."

Luo Zhiwen escaped from the memories, smiled wryly and clenched his fists.

It was already dawn, and he tilted his head to look at the dim light outside the curtains, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes again.

He spent more than 1000 days and nights in such a lonely way.

During the holidays, he was also the one who took the initiative to accompany Feng Qingzhu back to Feng's house, and never went back to his own home.

This time, he was really tired, tired, and couldn't afford to wait.

But he can't worry his elderly parents.

So after finding a good lawyer and drawing up the divorce agreement, Luo Zhiwen sent Feng Qingzhu a text message, hoping that he would go home and sign it in person.

He didn't hold out much hope, after all, Feng Qingzhu's dislike for him ran deep into his blood.

This message is not so much a discussion, but rather a little hope in Luo Zhiwen's heart.

For such a little expectation, he changed into a suit and applied a mask in advance. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. He always felt that his face was not as scary as before, and the scars faded a lot, especially the corner of the eye. The newborn skin is white and smooth, with no traces of the horrors of the past at all.

When the appointed time came, Luo Zhiwen sat nervously in the living room and poured two glasses of lemonade.

He thought that Feng Qingzhu hated him so much, he would definitely be willing to sign the divorce agreement, besides, he didn't mention any requirements in the divorce agreement, he only hoped that he could visit the grave of old man Feng as a junior in the future.

Feng Qingzhu wouldn't refuse such a small request, would he?

When Luo Zhiwen was thinking wildly, Feng Qingzhu came back.

The heavy door was pushed open, Feng Qingzhu changed his shoes in the hallway, walked to the living room with a gloomy face, his expression changed slightly.

Han Qianshan said that Luo Zhiwen must look good without scars on his face, but Feng Qingzhu never believed it.

What he cares about is never the appearance, but the person in his heart.

But sitting on the sofa, Luo Zhiwen, who was wearing a gray suit, coincided with the person in his heart for a moment, and even his gestures were subtly similar.

This feeling started from their intimacy, and it has intensified until now.

Of course Feng Qingzhu would not regard them as the same person, but when he saw the divorce agreement on the coffee table, he still lowered his face.

Luo Zhiwen really wanted to divorce him.

"Brother Feng," Luo Zhiwen got up habitually, and seemed to think of something, and changed his words, "Mr. Feng, you...you should read this divorce agreement first, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, we will change it later."

Feng Qingzhu suppressed his restlessness, sat on the other end of the sofa, and unbuttoned his clothes.

He didn't look at anything.

Luo Zhiwen didn't know what Feng Qingzhu was thinking, and whispered: "Mr. Feng, I have always regarded Mr. Feng as my own grandfather. We will be separated in the future. I want to go to his grave to apologize to him in person."

"what do you want to say?"

"Say...it's all my fault." Luo Zhiwen clenched his hands tightly on his knees, "I didn't know you had a sweetheart, and you agreed to the marriage."

As he spoke, he was about to choke up again, but he controlled himself well, instead he forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry for delaying Mr. Feng for three years."

The "I'm sorry" whirled lightly in the air, and then pressed down on Feng Qingzhu's heart with a bang.

"No." Feng Qingzhu pressed the divorce agreement on the coffee table, and said word by word, "I won't sign it."

"Ah?" These words were really beyond Luo Zhiwen's expectation.

Feng Qingzhu didn't expect that he would refuse, so he stood up bravely: "I still have dinner, divorce... let's talk about it."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Luo Zhiwen looked at Feng Qingzhu's back blankly, always feeling that the man's actions seemed to be running away.

But why?

He put away the agreement in confusion and contacted the lawyer again.

"Mr. Luo, you don't have to back down to this point." Hearing Luo Zhiwen's request, the lawyer couldn't help reminding, "This is very unfair to you."

"But I have to get a divorce." Jiu has occupied the magpie's nest for a long time, and after all, he is not the person Feng Qingzhu loves.

"Okay, I'll go and draft the second agreement." The lawyer had no choice but to agree, and asked before hanging up the phone, "Which item...is your husband dissatisfied with?"

Luo Zhiwen was silent for a moment, and replied: "He didn't say anything, he just said he didn't sign."

The lawyer heard the words, and his tone was instantly relaxed: "Mr. Luo, with all due respect, if the agreement is compromised to such an extent, if the other party still refuses to agree, then it's not that they are dissatisfied with the agreement, but that they don't want a divorce."

Luo Zhiwen: "..."

"Mr. Luo, I suggest you talk to Mr. Feng first before making a decision. Hello...Hello? Mr. Luo, are you listening?"

Luo Zhiwen was listening, but he didn't think what the lawyer said was right.

How could Feng Qingzhu not want a divorce?

He kind of wants to change lawyers.

The author has something to say:

At the beginning it was you who wanted to separate, and when we separated, we separated~

I've been quite busy recently o(╥﹏╥)o, I didn't have time to send the written manuscript to the proofreading team in advance, and it was replaced the next day. I'm really sorry if there are bugs...