Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

The house Bei Weixi rents is very cheap, 500 yuan a month.

That's pretty much its only advantage.It is almost a rough house, with a remote location, a small space, no independent bathroom, and the only few pieces of furniture are already outdated.

There is a living room, which is shared with two other roommates, and the area is not enough to accommodate the dining table in Ling Qian's living room.

All Bevisi brought with her was a backpack and a suitcase.

Before moving in, the landlord specifically told him not to bring too many things, there is no place to put them.

Therefore, he naturally does not need others to help.

I had just taken the clothes out of the box, before putting them in the cabinet, when the phone rang.

It's his adoptive mother.

After pressing answer, a middle-aged woman's concerned voice immediately came from the opposite side: "Have you arrived yet?"

"Well," said Bevisy, "it's packing up."

"Oh," his adoptive mother sighed, "Is the money really non-refundable? Both your father and I think it's unnecessary for you to find another place to live..."

"Of course not," Bevisi said. "The contract is all signed."

"Then you have lived here for three months, so come back. What can you do with this little money?" the adoptive mother rambled, "You live at home, and you can still accompany your brother. I went out yesterday and saw the man at the gate of the community. The supermarket is recruiting people. It’s close, and it’s still taking care of the food, how nice it is.”

"Let's talk about it later," Bevisi said.

"Have you ever asked Ling Qian, did he really not let you live? Not really, I think he treats you..."

"I'm sorry, it's inconvenient. Can you be sober?" Bei Weixi said, "We have divorced if we are not relatives or marriages, why should we still stay at other people's homes?"

"How could this happen?" His adoptive mother was brooding, "It shouldn't be...they are too irresponsible..."

"I still have a lot of things to sort out, let's talk about it later, hang up first."

After Bei Weixi finished speaking, she cut off the call without waiting for the other party's response.

After throwing the phone aside, he fell back on the bed.

The wooden bed covered with bedding made a creaking sound, which was slightly harsh.

Not long after lying down, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened it, it was a round-faced man who looked a few years older than him.He warmly greeted Bei Weixi, and introduced himself, saying that he was a roommate who lived in the next room. His surname was Zheng, and he could be called Ahan.

In the future, everyone will share the kitchen, living room and bathroom, and it is inevitable to deal with each other. It is always right to have a good relationship. Bevisi chatted with him politely and warmly.

After exchanging greetings, Ah Han was about to say goodbye, when he looked into the room, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yo ho, is this genuine?" He pointed to a coat that Bei Weixi had casually put on the bed, "Can you let me see it?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for an answer, he squeezed past Bevisi, went to the bed and picked up the coat.

After seeing the label on the back of the collar, he immediately raised his voice: "Oh my god, it's true!"

Bevisi didn't even know what brand it was, nor did she know what was on the label.

But there must be no fakes, after all, Ling Qian gave him the gift.

Judging by the man's expression and tone, this coat must be worth a lot.

That day Ling Qian said that he could choose whatever he wanted, but he didn't take it to heart, but Ling Qian was very serious, and afterward he took him to look at his closet and asked him if there was anything he liked.

He didn't want to spoil Ling Qian's interest, so he chose one at random.

"This is a limited edition. Can you afford this and still live here?" Ah Han looked him up and down, "Look at you, you are so delicate and tender, don't you be a rich young master who ran away from home, right?"

"You discovered all of this," Bei Weixi patted him with a smile, and took back his coat. "It doesn't look like he's quite knowledgeable, but please keep it a secret for me."

Han's eyes widened.

"Just kidding," Bei Weixi put the clothes into the cabinet, "how can a young master from a rich family come to live in such a place."

Ahan still looked at him with a serious expression, obviously not believing.

"I'm really not." Bevisi seriously emphasized.

Ahan turned his head and glanced at the laptop placed on the table by Bevisi again.

"Okay," he gestured, "I've got it, I won't go out and talk nonsense."

When Ling Qian walked to the school gate, a familiar female voice came from behind.

"Ling Qian! Wait for me!"

He turned his head and saw Tang Xiaowan running towards him with her schoolbag.

Ling Qian didn't know why, so he stopped and watched Tang Xiaowan running all the way to him, bending down and panting.

Ling Qian was curious: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay," Tang Xiaowan raised her head and smiled at him, "I just saw you!"

Ling Qian didn't know why, so he stood there staring blankly at her, thinking, so what?

"Let's go," Tang Xiaowan said, continuing to walk outside the school gate, "You go home every day, right?"

Ling Qian nodded, but stopped talking.

"I remember you said last time that you live in..." Tang Xiaowan recalled earnestly.

"There, go here, and you'll be there after two more roads." Ling Qian pointed.

"Oh yes, it's so close, and it's not much farther than the dormitory." Tang Xiaowan said.

The two walked to the intersection together, Ling Qian finally couldn't help asking: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"No," Tang Xiaowan shook her head, "I happened to see you and dropped by, so let's go together."

Ling Qian nodded: "Oh, I misunderstood."

Hearing this, Tang Xiaowan blushed a little for some reason: "Miss, what happened, don't think about it!"

Ling Qian was full of question marks.

"Well, do you have time later..."

Halfway through Tang Xiaowan's timid speech, Ling Qian's cell phone rang in his pocket.

"Wait a minute." Ling Qian said, and quickly took out the phone.

A new message.

——Let’s wait a few more days, and you’ll come back after I’ve settled down.

Ling Qian frowned.

He immediately poked open the dialog box and typed at high speed.

——It’s almost half a month, how long will you settle down?

He was typing while crossing the road, Tang Xiaowan beside him was very nervous, and reached out to grab his sleeve.

"Be careful, this is very dangerous!"

Ling Qian pressed send and put the phone back into his pocket.

According to the experience during this period, even if he replied in seconds, Bevisi would have to wait at least an hour before responding.

"What's the matter?" Tang Xiaowan looked up at his side face, "Did something unpleasant happen?"

Ling Qian shook his head: "...It's okay. What did you want to tell me just now?"

"Oh, I wanted to ask." Tang Xiaowan withdrew her hand, looking very nervous, "Are you going home for dinner now?"

Ling Qian nodded: "Yes."

Tang Xiaowan bit her lip and said, "I'm so happy, if only I could go home every day and eat at home every day."

Ling Qian is not very good at comforting others, so he smiled at her: "Hehe."

Tang Xiaowan closed her mouth and remained silent.

The two walked silently for a while, crossed another road, and they were not far from Ling Qian's house.

"Where are you going?" Ling Qian was curious, "I've already passed the station."

Tang Xiaowan frowned slightly, looking unhappy, she glanced at him quickly and stopped abruptly.

"Are you here?" Ling Qian said, "Then I..."

Tang Xiaowan grabbed him.

"I invite you to dinner." She said to Ling Qian.

"Ah?" Ling Qian was surprised, "Why?"

"There's no reason, I just want to invite someone to dinner, and now it's only you!" Tang Xiaowan said loudly and forcefully.

Ling Qian fell into hesitation: "But, my housekeeper has already cooked the meal, so it would be a waste for me not to go back."

Seeing that Tang Xiaowan's brows were all wrinkled together, Ling Qian couldn't help being shaken.

"Do you have something you want to tell me?" He asked tentatively.

"...Forget it, let's take it for granted," Tang Xiaowan said with a look of exhaustion, "Can you give me some face?"

It's never a good idea to ask a girl to treat you.

Ling Fengzi was full of guilt towards her son because of the previous oolong, and also worried about the inconvenience of his hand injury, which quadrupled his living expenses all of a sudden.Ling Qian planned to take the initiative to buy the order later.

There must be no shortage of delicious food near the university.

Tang Xiaowan took him to a tea restaurant that was said to have a good reputation and was cheap and good. The area was small, but there were many people and the seats were cramped.

The two finished ordering at the door, and as soon as they sat down in the corner, Ling Qian immediately asked the guess in his heart.

"Is it related to Zang Qian again?"

Tang Xiaowan was still smiling, but when she heard this, she became stiff.

"No, why did you suddenly mention Qianqian?" She pursed her lips, "It has nothing to do with her."

"That……"

Halfway through the conversation, the phone in his pocket rang again.

Ling Qian quickly took a pause.

It's really rare, this time Bevisi returned quite quickly.

——Mainly because of the inconvenient time.

Ling Qian asked immediately.

——Why is it inconvenient, why don’t we make an appointment in advance?

After sending it, he thought about it, and immediately edited another one.

——Do you not want me to go?

After sending this sentence, the depression in his heart swelled a little more, and he couldn't help but add the third sentence.

——Then just tell me straight, don't go around the bush, okay?

Angrily, she put down her phone, and Tang Xiaowan, who was sitting across from her, looked a little nervous, even a little wary.

"What's the matter?" she asked, "Did something bad happen?"

They haven't seen each other for almost half a month since Bevisi moved away from his house.Every time he proposed to go there, Bevisi always pushed back.

Upsetting.

Ling Qian frowned and shook his head, and was about to change the subject when he realized that he had forgotten what he was talking to Tang Xiaowan just now.

"When you look at your cell phone, your whole face turns sour," Tang Xiaowan said. "If you have something on your mind and can't find someone to talk to, I can be your tree hole! I have a tight mouth and I'm very good at comforting people! Would you like me?" ..."

Ling Qian's cell phone on the table rang.

"Wait a moment." He quickly gestured again and picked up the phone again.

Bevisi returned quite quickly this time.

--is not what it means.I work night shift recently, I will go to work after you are out of class, and you have class when I am at home, so I thought about it after a while when the shift is changed.

Ling Qian entered the reply with full force.

——I don't go to class every day!Don't you have a vacation!Get your schedule!

After posting, he immediately added.

——Otherwise I'll give you my schedule! Tell me a time within 5 minutes, or I'll be really angry!

In less than ten seconds, a new reply came.

——What about the timetable?

Three words, one symbol, but Ling Qian seemed to see the helpless look on Bei Weixi's face when he typed this sentence.

After sending the class schedule saved in the mobile phone, it didn't take long before Bevis gave a date.

Ling Qian put down his phone happily, and Tang Xiaowan, who was sitting across from him, looked puzzled.

"Where did we talk just now?" Ling Qian asked her with a smile.

Tang Xiaowan hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Are you...are you sending messages to your girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Ling Qian's face immediately burned, and he waved his hands again and again: "No, I... No, he is not my girlfriend yet!"

Seeing his panic-stricken appearance, Tang Xiaowan hesitated to speak.

Ling Qian twitched: "I'm sorry, you came looking for me, but I kept looking at my phone. It's okay now, you can continue talking."

Tang Xiaowan glanced at his mobile phone on the table, and asked again: "It's not a girlfriend, it's... someone you like?"

Ling Qian immediately lowered his head and coughed.

"Well, you were in the middle of what you said just now, and you came to me specifically, wanting to say something to me?" He changed the subject bluntly.

Tang Xiaowan looked away: "It's okay."

Ling Qian felt a little dazed and blinked.

The business of this shop is good, and the food is not slow to serve. After a while, several dishes have already been served.

Ling Qian took a few sips, and it tasted really good.So he picked up his phone, took pictures of the Dingsheng Cake with Pigeon Shrimp Dumplings, and sent them to Bei Weixi.

——It’s near our school. It’s delicious. I’ll bring you here when you pass the exam next year!

He finished posting, thought for a while, and added another sentence.

——When the time comes, invite me!

Ling Qian had a strange intuition, this should be what Bevisi would like to see.

While editing the text, Tang Xiaowan, who had been silent for a while, spoke.

"What kind of person is she...?"

Ling Qian blushed.

Bevisi replied at the speed of light again.

--OK.

Ling Qian smirked at the phone for a while, then he came back to notice Tang Xiaowan's eyes, and quickly put the phone aside.

The atmosphere was rather awkward.

Ling Qian pursed his lips and remained silent for a few seconds, then leaned down slightly, half lying on the table, with a guilty look.

"You said just now that if you have something on your mind, you can tell me..."

Tang Xiaowan leaned back a lot, with a tangled expression, and two large characters faintly revealed on her face: Regret.

"You don't want to ask me how to chase girls, do you?" She asked with a bitter face.

"No, no," Ling Qian raised his finger and scratched his chin, "It's just... I do have some emotional troubles... I don't know who to talk to..."

Tang Xiaowan had a bitter face, as if she didn't really want to hear it.

During this period of time, Ling Qian was troubled by Bei Weixi's hot and cold.

"I don't know where to start... Anyway..." Ling Qian looked down at the plate in front of him, "Don't tell me, actually I was divorced once before..."

Tang Xiaowan's pupil earthquake!