Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Ling Qian's tone sounded surprised and expected: "Can you tell me?"

"Yes, of course." Bei Weixi closed her eyes, spoke slowly, and her voice was heavy with tiredness, "As long as you want to know, you can. Even if you don't want to know, I want to tell you."

"I want to know!" Ling Qian said, "Persevere, don't sleep, sleep after talking!"

Suddenly being so inconsiderate, it can be seen that he has been curious about this for a long time.

Bei Weixi laughed softly for a while, her tone was still calm when she spoke, but what she said made Ling Qian tense instantly.

"Actually, it's easy to guess. My biological parents are gone," Bevisi said. "My mother passed away, and my father... can treat him as dead too."

Ling Qian hesitated for a while, then asked: "What do you mean... when he is dead?"

"He is not a good person. When my mother married him, she thought he was rich, but in fact he was cheated and owed a lot of debts," Bevisy said. "Later, when things were revealed, the creditors came to him, and he might even face a lawsuit. He also I didn’t have money, and I didn’t want to be in prison, so I just left the two of us and ran away. I was only three years old at the time.”

Ling Qian was speechless for a while because of surprise.

"After about half a year, my mother collapsed and couldn't hold on anymore. She originally wanted to take me away with her, but she couldn't bear it at the last moment, so she left me behind."

"Forget it," Ling Qian said in a panic, "I don't want to know anymore, let's not talk about it."

"Why?" Beverly asked.

"Or... let's talk face to face next time!" Ling Qian said.

Bei Weixi closed her eyes and turned over: "No, I can't say it in person."

Not only can't tell in person, but also can't tell when sober.

At this moment, with the help of alcohol, he was confused enough and impulsive enough to be so calm.

"Why did you say it in person?" He asked Ling Qian, "Is it convenient for you to touch me?"

Ling Qian was stunned for a moment, a little annoyed: "You really don't know good people! If we face each other, then I can at least give you a hug!"

"A kiss?" Bevisi asked.

Ling Qian was shy and awkward: "...whatever."

"Oh, you came all the way here just to let me hug and kiss you, isn't that called throwing yourself into your arms?"

"Fuck you," Ling Qian said angrily, "I'm really worried about how much you can score in Chinese with this comprehension level!

"Well, I'm afraid I won't do well in the exam, because there are not enough rewards."

"...Then I'll come over." Ling Qian said.

"Let's owe it first," Bei Weixi opened his eyes slightly, "I have the account book in my heart, and I keep it all. You can't let it go."

Ling Qian muttered: "I don't want to blame..."

The topic was dragged away inexplicably.

Fortunately, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed.

"Then what happened later?" Ling Qian was very concerned, "They adopted you?"

"Well," Bei Weixi said, "my dad is a very problematic person, and he doesn't have a good relationship with his relatives. At that time, no one wanted me. My uncle... my adoptive father only planned to take me in for a while at the beginning. After getting along for a long time, I developed some feelings, and I was reluctant to see me go to the orphanage as an orphan, so I officially adopted me."

Ling Qian whispered: "It sounds like..."

"It's all right, isn't it," said Bevisy, "it was out of kindness that they adopted me."

"Then why have you never been close to them since childhood?" Ling Qian asked.

Bei Weixi paused, and said: "These are all things that happened when I was three or four years old. I hardly remember them. They told me later."

"So, they told you that they had feelings for you before they left you. They lied to you?"

"I believe it's true. After all, adopting me won't do them any good," Bevisi said. "I've heard these things a thousand times since I was a child. It's actually another matter."

"what's up?"

"It was sincere to adopt me, and it was sincere to want to take care of me as their own child, but they regretted it soon," Bevisi said, "Why can't my mother go to a dead end? If I can't find my dad, I will force her. Now that she is gone, who else can those people turn to?"

"You mean..."

"How could they have expected that those people would come to them. I am a much more terrible trouble than I imagined."

Ling Qian murmured softly: "How could this be..."

"From childhood to adulthood, they have told me over and over again almost every day that they have lived such a hard life because of me. They have paid too much for me. If they hadn't taken me in, they would have been worse than me. Much happier now."

"..."

"Ling Qian," Bei Weixi said, "what they said is correct."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Bei Weixi continued: "But... I didn't do anything wrong..."

"Well," Ling Qian replied quickly, "It's not your problem, it's your dad, he's such a scumbag."

His voice was nasal and unnatural.

"He was good at swindling, and I probably got a little bit of heredity," Bevisi said.

"You fart," Ling Qian retorted loudly, "It's nothing, you never hurt anyone!"

"In that case..." Bevisi deliberately made her voice sound more energetic, "Actually, there is one thing... I'm quite ashamed..."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of." Ling Qian didn't listen to what he was going to say, and hastily interrupted, "You've done a good job!"

Bei Weixi laughed and continued: "? If I really wanted to run away, I could still run away."

Ling Qian didn't understand: "What?"

"But I didn't. I chose to get married with you," Bevisi said, "because in this way, I won't owe them any more."

"..."

"I'm sorry." Bevisi said.

Ling Qian was stunned, but still didn't make a sound.

"They probably repaid more than 20 yuan for my dad at the beginning, and they continued to repay it for several years," Bei Weixi said. gone."

"... More than 20 million?"

"It's pitiful, isn't it?" Bevisi asked.

"No, I didn't mean that, I..." Ling Qian quickly denied, "After all, it was more than ten years ago, considering inflation..."

"It's still pitifully small for you," Bevisi said. "What your mother gave them is far more than that. I have carefully calculated that how long I will stay in your house is enough to pay for it in installments." I paid off what I owed them, and walked away without regret.”

"So, you also gave them the card for living expenses?"

"I'm sorry, don't be angry with me, I know I was wrong," Bei Weixi pretended to be pitiful at him, "It's okay to be angry, you can lose your temper with me in a moderate amount."

"What a mess!" Ling Qian shouted.

"You won't really be angry with me for having received a certificate from me, will you?" Bei Weixi quickly climbed to the moral high ground.

Ling Qian was silent for a while, then said: "But I'm really not happy about your calculations."

"I'm sorry, but I only thought about it that way at the beginning, and soon regretted it," Bevisi said, "The more I like you, the more I regret it, so I always thought about running away early."

"..."

"I used to think that what I owed them was a thorn in my heart in this life, and it would be easier to pay it back, so in many things, whether I wanted to or not, I would listen to them," Bevisi said, "and then found that, It’s not easy to pay back. Everything has a price, and in order to let go of them, I have new concerns.”

Ling Qian was alert: "What do you miss?"

"Missing our young master," Bei Weixi said, "I was so distressed in those days, thinking, when we are separated, God knows how long I will have to miss it, and will it be like this for the rest of my life."

After a while, Ling Qian finally said, "...Why are you calling me that again?"

"How cute, let me call it," said Bevisy, "I swear there was no irony."

"Don't pretend to be pitiful and pretend that I can't see it? You are just good at pushing your nose on your face."

Bei Weixi sighed: "...It is indeed a little bit."

Ling Qian didn't expect that he would be ashamed to admit it, and was speechless for a while.

"Fortunately, the young master also misses me," Bei Weixi said, "Do you know what it means to be proud of being favored?"

"..."

"Oh, there's another saying," Bevisi's voice was still slow, "the one who is favored has nothing to fear."

"...You really drank too much." Ling Qian said.

"Well, I'm very dizzy," Bevisi asked. "Will you be angry with me? If so, I'll be better in the future."

"Forget it. In the final analysis, my mother made those things up on her own. She is willing to do so, so it's no one's fault." Ling Qian said.

"I can't forget it," Bei Weixi said, "Take it as what I owe you, and I will pay it back slowly in the future. You can pay it with flesh."

"..."

"Since you have no objection, then it's settled." Bevisi said.

Ling Qian remained silent again.

Bei Weixi held the phone and laughed.

"I still want to accompany you tomorrow." Ling Qian said.

"It's really unnecessary," Bevisi said, "I..."

Ling Qian snatched the words: "If I don't go in, I'll accompany you there."

"And then?" Bevisi was unwilling, "I'll stay for at least a few hours, it's impossible to keep you waiting."

Ling Qian thought for a while: "...Then, then it's okay if I come to pick you up!"

"..."

"If you don't promise me again, I'll be angry," Ling Qian said aggressively, "We haven't seen each other for four days! Four days!"

Bei Weixi chatted with Ling Qian for over an hour, then fell asleep in a daze.

Until midnight, I woke up hungry.

When I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, I ran into Cheng Haomiao who had just arrived home.

"Why do you come out to eat in the middle of the night?" Cheng Haomiao asked him.

Bei Weixi looked him up and down: "Where have you been chic?"

"What's chic?" Cheng Haomiao curled his lips, "I went back."

Bei Weixi was really surprised: "Why, are you thinking about it? Are you planning to move back?"

"Look at your happy face, you wish I could leave soon, right?" Cheng Haomiao was annoyed, "I don't, I'll keep it, and find every opportunity to brighten you two guys who are serious about your relatives and friends."

"If you really value sex over friends, Ling Qian would have kicked you out a long time ago." Bei Weixi said.

Cheng Haomiao sighed: "Then I really thank him for retaining the last trace of humanity."

"...Unhappy with your brother again?" Bei Weixi asked.

"I don't want to mention him," Cheng Haomiao shook his head, and walked into the room, "You should go to bed early, too."

Bei Weixi yelled at his back: "Remember to turn off the air conditioner next time you go out!"

Cheng Haomiao whispered: "Hey, did I not turn it off?"

There are a lot of food in the refrigerator, all bought by Cheng Haomiao.

Cheng Haomiao was never polite to his friends, and he didn't like friends to be polite to him.

A while ago, Bei Weixi rented a room with someone else, and if he wanted to borrow a little vinegar, he had to make an application in advance, and he would only do it when he got permission.On the second day of his arrival, he still maintained this habit, and ran to Cheng Haomiao's room to ask him if he could borrow a fresh-keeping bag, which stunned Cheng Haomiao.

Cheng Haomiao felt that after buying these consumables, anyone could take them. The Bei Weixi he bought could be used, and the Bei Weixi bought him could also use it.

After realizing that everyone's logic was different, he asked Bei Weixi nervously: "Did you buy that mint on the table? I ate it. It's almost finished. Don't you mind?"

Bevisi thought, damn it.

Then he decided to take the initiative to adapt to Cheng Haomiao's lifestyle.

For example, eat some frozen dumplings bought by Cheng Haomiao.

When preparing, he unconsciously recalled the conversation with Ling Qian just now.

Alcohol didn't break him, and he remembered every word he said clearly.This made him feel a little ashamed, but more, it was a kind of relief.

He never mentioned these things to anyone.After so many years of pressure on my heart, I finally have the opportunity to tell someone who is willing to love him. Those depressions in my heart finally have an outlet.

He had never been so happy to be a person without secrets.

After putting the dumplings in the pot, Cheng Haomiao, who had just returned to his room, appeared without anyone noticing, and Bei Weixi was startled when he opened his mouth.

"How much did you bet?" he asked.

Bei Weixi covered her heart: "...half a bag."

Cheng Haomiao raised his hand to direct: "Go all in, I want to eat too."

At 02:30 in the morning, two people sat at the table in the living room and ate dumplings together.

Cheng Haomiao seemed to be in a bad mood, but he had a good appetite, and he ate quickly one bite at a time.

Thinking about it, I was upset with my family and didn't eat well at night.

Bei Weixi was a little worried, and she was afraid that it would be too abrupt for her to ask.

At the same time, he was still a little sad.

From his point of view, Cheng Haomiao is undoubtedly very happy, born in a wealthy family, and his family not only loves him, but also pampers him.Even the restless and kind-hearted elder brother in his mouth undoubtedly loves him deeply and misses him in his heart.

Bei Weixi secretly thought about what kind of person she would be now if she could grow up in such an environment.

Cheng Haomiao didn't cherish these things.

Maybe everyone in it will have hard work that others can't understand.

Cheng Haomiao finished eating the dumplings and let go of the bowl, but he didn't get up and leave immediately.

Seeing this, Bei Weixi took the initiative to speak: "...do you have something on your mind?"

"I was joking with you just now, I have to go back this time." Cheng Haomiao said.

"That's fine," said Bevisy, "why are you so preoccupied?"

Cheng Haomiao poked the empty bowl with his chopsticks: "My dad is in the hospital."

Bei Weixi was taken aback: "Is it serious?"

"I'm going to have an operation tomorrow, if it's serious...it's probably okay," Cheng Haomiao frowned, "Tell him to drink less, and he won't listen. It's the new year, so it's going to be bad if you say it. Today my brother gave me Calling, I thought they were scamming me."

"Since it's the New Year's Eve, you should spend more time with him," Bevisi said, "If you want to take good care of your body, your mood is very important."

Cheng Haomiao nodded: "What else can I do?"

As he said, he simply lay down on the table: "I have persisted for so long, but I didn't expect it to end like this."

"...Talk to them," Bevisi advised him, "Have you sat down and communicated calmly before?"

Cheng Haomiao didn't make a sound.

Bei Weixi hesitated for a while, and then said: "I have some suggestions, which may not be right, just listen to them."

"what?"

"They think studying well is the best thing for you, and you don't think so," Bevisi said. "So what do you think is good? Surely it's not like it is now?"

Cheng Haomiao frowned: "... Preaching?"

"I care about you." Bevisi said.

Cheng Haomiao remained silent again.

"If you have a clear idea, maybe they won't think you're messing around and force you to do things you don't want to do."

"You mean I'm really messing around right now."

Bei Weixi smiled at him: "You don't know how much I envy you, and you still have the capital to mess around."

Cheng Haomiao turned his head away, and after a while, he said, "But if you do this, you won't be able to miss the class."

"Ah," Bevisy realized belatedly, "this is really a huge loss."

Cheng Haomiao turned to look at him again.

"...But I still hope that you can go back and communicate with them well."

"Because you think my wattage is too high?"

"Because you are still thinking about whether I can skip class," Bevisi said, "so I also wish you all the best."

Cheng Haomiao laughed, nodded, and stood up: "Thank you. I'm full and sleepy. Good night."

"Wait," Bevisi called to stop him, "wash the dishes yourself!"

"Damn," Cheng Haomiao quickly rushed into the room without looking back, "Let's talk about it tomorrow!"