Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

confession.

A word that unnerves those who want something they want but don't get it.

When Bevisi recited it silently in her heart, many emotions gradually piled up in her chest.It brings impulsiveness and timidity, and makes people have many happy expectations, but it is also accompanied by anxiety that cannot be ignored.

Regarding the confession, he had some ideas.

At first, he thought, if he could successfully enter University A, find an ideal job after graduation, get on the right track with his life, and no longer have nothing, then maybe he would have the qualifications to pursue Ling Qian.

Later, he changed his mind, and he told himself that as long as he passed the exam, he would try to speak.After all, Ling Qian is so good, if you don't make an appointment earlier, you will regret to death if you miss it.

Now, he is even more anxious.

It would be great if I could be with Ling Qian immediately.

Studying is not such an easy task, not to mention that he has been neglected for so many years, and the time he has is not abundant.

He is tired and occasionally restless.He wants to hug the person he likes in order to gain more courage and motivation.

He wants it now.

He will gradually become eager and greedy. In the final analysis, Ling Qian should bear the greatest responsibility.

Every move he made, every word he said, every expression he made when getting along, all encouraged Bevisi.

Bei Weixi occasionally thinks that this may be considered a kind of arrogance.

Ling Qian's kindness to him gave him too much confidence.

If there is a precious thing that can be obtained as long as you open your mouth, then why wait?

Of course, this is not a trivial matter, and it should be treated with caution. It cannot be resolved by just sending a message or making a phone call.

They haven't seen each other for a while.

Ling Qian had to go to work on weekdays, and after that, it was Chinese New Year.

Bei Weixi's adoptive parents naturally hoped that Bei Weixi could go home, and Bei Weixi did not refuse.

After all, this is a reunion day, and he misses the baby too.

The owner of the Internet cafe is not a local, so he closed his business a few days in advance to return to his hometown.Not needing to work, Bei Weixi didn't go back until New Year's Eve.

His adoptive mother told him on the phone that they had verbally reached an agreement with the seller, and the contract would be signed after the Chinese New Year. She hoped that Bevisi could visit the new house they had chosen when she was free.

It was only after she divorced Ling Qian that Bei Weixi confirmed that his adoptive parents really planned to buy a house.

The two of them had previously thought that they would use the money Ling Fengzi gave to pay the down payment, and then rent out the current house at home. The rent they received could also repay part of the mortgage, and Ling Fengzi would give the rest to Bei Wei. West's card.

In this way, they have moved to better and more comfortable accommodation and have a small savings.

After Bei Weixi and Ling Qian separated, such a beautiful assumption was immediately shattered.

Ling Fengzi didn't ask for a refund of the money she paid before, and of course, she wouldn't give the rest either.

Their family didn't plan to buy a very good house, and what they got was enough for the down payment. It would be very difficult to repay the loan.

But at this moment, they fell in love with a very desirable second-hand house.The homeowner intends to immigrate and is eager to sell, and the price is quite exciting.

Bei Weixi's adoptive parents went to see the apartment twice, and went back and forth a few times in the [-]-square-meter two-bedroom and one living room. They had already figured out where to put the cabinets and where to put the sofa in the future.

Therefore, they quickly decided to sell the house they are currently living in.

Added together, it is enough to pay off the loan for the new house.

After reaching this conclusion, they asked Bevisi what he thought.Bevisi didn't have any objections, and he also thought it was a good idea.

Their current home has only one bedroom, and the baby has been sleeping with the parents.

Two rooms and one living room means that the baby can also have a small room of his own.He is very relieved to think that the baby will not have to sleep on the small bed on the balcony like him in the future.

But he wasn't very interested in the house itself, it didn't matter whether he saw it or not.

After all, he felt in his heart that it had nothing to do with him, nor was it his home.

Going back after a long absence, I met an acquaintance in the community again.

A few middle-aged people moved stools and sat at the door of the bicycle shed in winter, chatting and eating melon seeds. When they saw him from a distance, they immediately greeted him.

One of them asked loudly: "Come back to celebrate the New Year! Why are you alone? What about your family? I haven't seen him yet!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the middle-aged woman with an afro beside him immediately pushed him and whispered something.

The atmosphere was awkward, but Bei Weixi was unmoved, and asked with a smile: "Long time no see, have you eaten yet?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they quickly said goodbye to each other.

Bei Weixi took two steps, and heard a rustling sound behind her.

"That's why we can't figure out the thoughts of rich people."

Immediately afterwards, another voice said with disdain: "Is it interesting to rely on these crooked ways to look at other people's faces? What's the point? Look at the result now?"

Bei Weixi didn't look back, and didn't deliberately speed up her pace.

He still walked unhurriedly.

The baby was very happy to see his brother after a long absence.

He was wearing new clothes and a small fleece cap. He probably liked it so much that he couldn't bear to take it off in the room. After going crazy for a while, he covered his brow with sweat.

Bei Weixi coaxed him a lot, pretending that he wanted to wear it for a while, and finally took off the hat reluctantly.

The hat was too small, and Bevisie managed to put it on her head, her neck was stiff and she didn't dare to move, afraid of falling off, which made the baby giggle.

When his adoptive mother met, she had some misunderstanding and asked him if he wanted it too, and what color he liked.

"I knit you the exact same one when you were a child, do you remember?"

Seeing Bei Weixi sitting there in a daze and not responding, she smiled and shook her head: "I don't remember, you haven't come to our house then."

That was before he went to elementary school.Bevisi only had some vague memories of what happened when she was a child, and she really had no memory of it.

"What color do you want, is the red one good? It's festive!" the adoptive mother suggested, "I knit you bright red ones back then!"

Bei Weixi waved her hand quickly: "Isn't it too high-profile? I'm afraid it's not suitable for me."

The adoptive mother got up, went back to the room and looked at the colors of the remaining woolen yarns at home, and soon came back with a basket: "In addition to red woolen yarns, there are also white and black ones, and weaving gray or pink ones can also be mixed."

"Grey ones, I want gray ones!" Bevisi said hastily.

"Then it's gray." She said, sat down immediately, and rolled up the thread.

Bei Weixi hugged the baby on her lap, looked at the swift movements of the adoptive mother's hands and feet, thought for a while, and asked, "Can you help me?"

"No, you can play with your brother."

Bei Weixi nodded, and after a while, said: "Well... there is one thing..."

"Huh?" The adoptive mother looked up at him, "What?"

"You keep urging me to find a job... I've actually been working recently..."

Before Bei Weixi finished speaking, his adoptive mother immediately asked, "Part-time job? What kind of job? Sign a contract?"

"Temporary, hourly workers," Bevisi explained, "because..."

He couldn't finish again and was interrupted again.

"That's not good, it's unstable and there's no guarantee. You're not young anymore, you still need to find a more serious job, and you can't dawdle like before."

"Because I plan to go back to study." Bei Weixi continued to finish what was interrupted just now.

Before coming, he never thought of telling the woman in front of him about his plans.

Earlier, he had once made up his mind to fly away and never come back here again.

People's thoughts may change every moment, and even they can't figure it out.

Perhaps, it was the soft wool that her adoptive mother was holding in her hand at the moment, which made his heart soften, and he wanted to try to let go of his guard.

"Ah?" The adoptive mother stopped and looked at him in surprise, "Study? You mean to go to night school?"

"No, I want to take the college entrance examination next year and go to a full-time university," Bevisi said. "I've been studying all this time, and my situation is not bad. I'm confident that I can pass the exam."

His adoptive mother couldn't recover for a while, her brows gradually knit together: "What are you kidding?"

Bei Weixi turned her head: "...I just want to tell you. I have my own ideas, so stop urging me to find a job all day long."

"You child, why are you so whimsical, you are already 21, and you can't come out in three years..."

"Four years," Bei Weixi corrected her, "I'm only in my 20s after finishing my studies, and my future life will be much longer."

"What's the point of going to college?" The adoptive mother put the wool aside and began to babble, "Look at Aunt Zhang's house next door, Nini, who has been in college for four years and is now a clerk. She leaves at seven o'clock in the morning and eight o'clock in the evening every day. It’s less than 4000 yuan a month, which is worse than the car repair at the gate of our community! You should have listened to me and your dad, don’t go to high school, go to a vocational school to learn some skills, and It's not like this now..."

Bevisi had some regrets, and unconsciously became tough: "That's not the life I want."

"You are not young anymore, life is not what you want." His adoptive mother shook her head again and again, "Are you honest? Is this an excuse? Do you just want to continue to dawdle?"

Bei Weixi felt powerless for a while, and didn't speak.

"We won't harm you. Your father and I have lived so many years longer than you, so we know what it takes to..."

Bevisi interrupted her bluntly: "Can you stop pointing fingers at me all the time, don't you think your own life is very successful?"

As soon as the words fell, his adoptive mother froze immediately.

"If you are really that capable, you still need to sell me to buy a house for your own son?" Bevisi continued to ask.

The baby looked up at him, his little face was nervous.

"Dinner is ready," Bevisi's adoptive father came out of the kitchen carrying a plate, "Go and wash your hands!"

He smiled and put the plate containing the chicken wings on the table, and when he looked up, he was stunned.

"What's the matter with you?"

Bei Weixi's adoptive mother picked up the basket of wool, got up and went back to the room, and closed the door forcefully.

With a bang, the baby was startled and cried.

"What's the matter?" Bei Weixi's adoptive father was dumbfounded, "What did you just say?"

Bei Weixi lowered her head and patted the baby's back lightly a few times without making a sound.

Bei Weixi's adoptive father ran to knock on the door: "What's the matter, why are you losing your temper?"

After a while, the door was opened, and Bei Weixi's adoptive mother stood inside, her eyes were all red.Pointing at Bei Weixi, she said loudly: "If it wasn't for you, it was all for you, I, we..."

Bei Weixi sneered, put down the baby, and stood up: "What's wrong with me, did I say something wrong just now? You can buy a new house without me? Now it's sounding good, when you sacrificed me for money Have I considered it?"

"Why did you sacrifice yourself?" Bei Weixi's adoptive father interrupted, "Their family is so rich, wouldn't it be a good thing to marry him?"

"You are just like your own father," his adoptive mother pushed away her husband who was out of condition, and shouted at Bevisy, "you have no conscience at all!"

She shed tears as she spoke, and then choked up and said something, others could no longer tell.

Bei Weixi stood where she was, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sorry. Then you should pretend that you never raised me. Anyway, I don't owe you now."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, the baby wanted to chase him and grab him, but in a hurry, he tripped and fell to the ground.

Bei Weixi glanced back, wanted to help, but held back.

When they walked out of the house, there was a lot of noise behind them.

The baby was crying loudly, his adoptive father was busy holding his son, and yelled at him to stop impulsively and come back quickly, and his adoptive mother told him to get out and never come back.

Fortunately, after closing the door, all the noise disappeared immediately.

Bei Weixi ran downstairs quickly, and not long after, the phone rang.

It's my home phone.

He pressed it without hesitation.

Less than half a minute later, it rang again. It was his adoptive father's cell phone, and he pressed it off again.

When the bell rang for the third time, he directly pressed his hand on the off button.

Fortunately, before pressing the button, he glanced at the screen subconsciously, then quickly stopped and chose to answer.

"Are you home?" came the brisk, warm voice from the earphones, which made him feel instantly rescued, "Are you free now? Is it convenient for Fang to talk to me?"