Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Bei Weixi cleared the suspicion, Ling Fengzi naturally will not force him to stay.

He came suddenly and unprepared a few days ago, and many things were left at Ling Qian's house, some of which were extremely important and had to be retrieved.

In fact, it is not impossible to tell Ling Qian and ask him to help pack a package and send it over, but after all, after living for so long, Bei Weixi still wants to go back and have a look.

Ling Fengzi specially arranged a driver for him, and before leaving, she chatted with him for a while.

"I've wronged you these days." The smile on her face was a little forced, but her tone was extremely sincere. "Auntie has not done a lot of things well, which has made you troubled. I hope you don't take offense."

Then she asked again: "Do you have resentment in your heart?"

Bevisi shook her head and said, "No."

This is not polite.

From the time he got the certificate, he felt that he was both unlucky and lucky.

Even though he was forced to be with a stranger, he also got the chance to leave that home, which was not too bad.And as Ling Qian became more complicated and important in his mind from a simple profitable object, his luck also became more and accounted for a greater proportion.

It wasn't a "if only it hadn't happened" experience.

Among the many mistakes, there are some small but important parts, for which he is grateful.

"Qianqian lost his temper with me," Ling Fengzi said, shaking her head again and again, "He emphasized to me that I must apologize to you."

Bei Weixi was stunned, lowered her head, and smiled: "It's not necessary."

"It's necessary," Ling Fengzi said, "it's just to express my apology...Xiao Bei, if you really want to continue studying, if you have any needs, just ask. I discussed it with Qianqian's father and have been By the time you graduate from college, we can all..."

"No need, Auntie," Bei Weixi interrupted him, "Thank you, I have my own plan."

Ling Fengzi asked: "Are you not going to study anymore?"

Bevisi lowered her eyes and did not respond immediately.

"Think about it again." Ling Fengzi said.

"En." Bevisi nodded.

Ling Fengzi hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "You are a smart and thoughtful child. If you walk the right path, you can have a good future. Don't make decisions that you will regret."

Bevisi nodded lightly.

"Also," Ling Fengzi smiled more naturally this time, "Don't cut off contact with Qianqian, he really likes you."

Belle West blinked and raised her head.

Ling Fengzi continued: "I know him well. He has a childish temper, but he is righteous and has no bad intentions. He has always been sincere to his friends. In any case, it is fate that you two can become friends, and you should cherish them."

Bevisi smiled and nodded: "I know."

He obviously didn't leave for a long time, but when he came to the door of Ling Qian's house again, he felt as if he had passed away.

Bei Weixi just pressed the doorbell, but within a few seconds, the door opened.

Ling Qian seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time, waiting for him to appear.

The two stared blankly at each other for a few moments, and Bei Weixi was the first to smile and greet him: "Long time no see, do you miss me?"

Ling Qian was stunned for a while, frowned, and turned his head: "What..."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked a few steps in, and responded softly: "En."

Just as Bei Weixi was about to speak again, another person rushed out of the room.

"Brother Bei, long time no see, miss me!" Cheng Haomiao was still holding a bowl of noodles in his hand, with messy hair, a sloppy look, and a loud voice, "You are back!"

"I'm leaving again soon," Bei Weixi laughed, "Didn't he tell you?"

"Oh," Cheng Haomiao sighed, "I told you, I'm so reluctant."

After he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Hurry up, get one with the contact information."

Bei Weixi did not refuse, and immediately took out her mobile phone, and exchanged WeChat account and mobile phone number with him.

Afterwards, he went to tidy up in the room, and Cheng Haomiao followed, sitting beside him holding a noodle bowl and chatting with him.

"Brother Bei, are you going home to live?" He asked.

Bei Weixi shook her head: "No, I have already found a good place, and I will go directly there later."

"Then today is a happy housewarming," Cheng Haomiao said, "I have to clean up or something, do you want to help? I'm idle."

"No," Bei Weixi said, "don't worry, there is nothing to prepare by yourself, it's very convenient."

Cheng Haomiao nodded: "Come in with your bags, that's good."

Bevisi smiled and asked, "Are you envious?"

"Not really, I'm quite satisfied living here," Cheng Haomiao said, "It's just that Ling Qian is too noisy."

Ling Qian, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help jumping up: "You can get out!"

As he spoke, he walked over quickly, caught off guard and took the chopsticks from Cheng Haomiao's hand, turned around and ran out of the room.

Cheng Haomiao was dumbfounded, and quickly got up to catch up: "I'll wipe you what are you doing!"

Ling Qian rushed into the kitchen, threw the chopsticks into the sink, then quickly ran back to the room, closed the door, and locked it.

A moment later, the door was knocked loudly from the outside.

Cheng Haomiao patted and shouted: "Open the door, why are you so crazy!"

"You're too noisy," Ling Qian yelled at him through the door, "Go away, dangling around, I think you're annoying!"

The two attacked each other through the door, and Bei Weixi stood aside, watching the farce, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Cheng Haomiao quickly gave up this childish fight and went back to his room.

Ling Qian successfully drove away the light bulb, heaved a sigh of relief, silently walked to the side of the sofa, sat down, did not speak again afterwards, and was very quiet.

He didn't know what to say to Bevisy.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with Cheng Haomiao just staying there and talking nonsense, at least the atmosphere wasn't embarrassing.But seeing the two of them chatting naturally and familiarly in front of him, Ling Qian couldn't restrain a faint taste in his heart.

I don't know when will be the next time I see Bei Weixi. What is this winking guy doing, causing his whole room to smell of old sauerkraut.

Both of them were silent, and Bei Weixi quickly sorted out the few items, and did not forget to bring the envelope that Ling Qian specially left a few days ago.

He can go anytime.

Ling Qian panicked, and started looking for something to say: "You don't plan to go home?"

"Well," Bei Weixi nodded, walked to another sofa near him, and sat down, "That bed is too small, I'm afraid I can't get used to it."

He didn't seem to want to leave right away.

Ling Qian was a little happy in his heart, and said again: "How much is your rent now? We agreed at the beginning, the expenses for the period until you are admitted to university, I..."

"I just want to tell you this," Bevisi interrupted him, "I have communicated with my family, and they agreed to provide me with a part of my living expenses, and I will figure out the rest. It is not difficult to solve. I owe you before I will get the money back to you as soon as possible."

Ling Qian was stunned.

Bevisi smiled at him: "But I'm still very grateful to you, really."

"But..." Ling Qian bit his lip, "Will that affect your studies? In fact, I think what my mother said before is right. It's better to hire a few one-on-one teachers. It's much safer..."

He said, as if thinking of something, his voice became louder and more confident: "It's just an apology to you! My parents have been messing around for so long, there must be something to make up for, right?"

Bevisi shook her head: "I don't think I have lost anything."

Ling Qian was anxious, he didn't know how to make it up, his face was all wrinkled, he opened his mouth and didn't know what else to say, he looked at Bei Weixi anxiously.

"Really, I've been very happy during this time," Bevisi said, lowering her head and raising her hand to gesture, "I used to always assume that my bed should be this wide. It's really too narrow .Now I have slept in a spacious bed, which makes me think a lot."

Ling Qian didn't understand very well, and was afraid that if he asked, he would appear to be too stupid, and he would appear to not understand him at all.

"What I have to say is that I should thank you," Bevisi said, "I didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with so many so...so good things before."

Ling Qian glanced around his room.

Compared with Bevisi's house, this place is indeed much better.

"If you feel good...you can stay here," he said.

Bevisi stared at his face and shook her head: "No matter how good it is, it's not mine."

After speaking, he stood up and picked up his luggage.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ling Qian hurriedly got up too: "But, but..."

But after a long time, he choked out a sentence without thinking: "You still said you want to thank me, why don't you still say nothing."

"What?" Bevisi was puzzled.

Ling Qian raised his right hand, the little finger was still wearing the retainer.

"You agreed to wash my hair," he said.

Bevisi looked surprised.

Ling Qian turned his head, and added in a low voice: "These days I've been washing myself so badly, I wish I could shave off my body."

Bei Weixi looked at his hands, was silent for a few seconds, and put down the luggage.

"Now, do you want me to help?"

The feeling of being slaughtered on the bathtub is still not very good.

But the gentle massage of Bevisi's hands on his scalp was very comfortable.

Bei Weixi was still as slow as before, not very efficient, but today, Ling Qian didn't plan to rush him.

"Tell me if you think it's too light or too heavy," Bevisi said.

"Exactly." Ling Qian replied with his eyes closed.

"It's pretty easy to fool." Bei Weixi finished with a smile, and continued to rub Ling Qian's short hair carefully.

Bei Weixi's living habits are very good. When leaving the room, she will turn off the lights and turn off the faucet immediately after putting down the shower, so as not to cause any waste.

As a result, the sound of water flow was lost, and the entire bathroom became extremely quiet.

Ling Qian lay on the ground for a while, then asked abruptly: "Can I come to you in the future?"

Bei Weixi seemed to hesitate for a while: "...Okay, I'll send you the address later."

Ling Qian immediately became happy: "Is it far?"

"It's okay, but it's not very close. It's pretty fast if you drive," Bevisi said, "but there probably isn't a place to park there."

Ling Qian was quiet for a moment, then asked again: "Then we...will still be friends from now on?"

"Of course, are you going to turn your face and deny anyone?" Bei Weixi said, poking Ling Qian's head lightly, "Don't move!"

Ling Qian was a little excited: "Then friends should help each other, right?"

"So I'm helping you wash your hair?" Bevisi said, "This time I'll give you a free order, no charge."

"I mean, if you need it, as we agreed before, I can sponsor you until..."

"It's really not necessary," Bei Weixi interrupted him again, "Don't worry, I will prepare for the exam well, just trust me once."

Ling Qian closed his mouth and remained silent.

"By the way," Bevisi said in a very casual tone, "There is one...not very important thing, you may not have noticed it."

"what?"

"Yesterday was the last day of the one-month cooling-off period," Bevisi said.

Ling Qian suddenly opened his eyes wide.

In other words, yesterday was the last day on which the application for divorce could be revoked.

If no one revokes it, it will be deemed effective.

Bei Weixi turned on the shower, and soon, the warm water hit Ling Qian's hair, rolling foam and dripping down.

Ling Qian had no choice but to close his eyes again.