The era of the national system

leave?leave!

What if he left his son?

Wen Xu suddenly came back to his senses, and he was completely out of entanglement. No matter what happened before, no matter who kicked who, he had forgotten all about it anyway, so he just started over.

He and Yang Ting, if they can get along, they will get along, if they can't get along... just bite the bullet and get along. The purpose of his coming this time is not to have sex... ah... ah... to fall in love, but to let his son grow up.

Seeing the progress bar on the system interface slowly accumulating, Wen Xu made up his mind.

He can't go, he must stay.

He has to work hard to achieve a situation where both parents live together, so that the energy of raising children is not accumulated!

No more hesitation, Wen Xu said: "I know where this is, Lin Jia told me, and I... don't want to leave."

"You... want to stay?" Lin Mi is not a person who leaks emotions, but at this moment, he was really surprised, "Wen Xu, do you know what you are talking about?"

Wen Xu looked at him and said seriously: "I'm here to apply for a planter, and I passed the interview just now. I'm qualified for this job."

The expression on Lin Mi's face can be described as hell. He and Wen Xu have known each other for nearly six or seven years, and they know his character well, not to mention that they are almost inseparable.

It is true that Wen Xu lived a reckless life and did everything he wanted, but Lin Mi knew, no, it should be said that he knew better than anyone else, how much Wen Xu hated Yang Ting after that incident.

I am so disgusted that I never want to appear in the same place with him, and I am so disgusted that I will be furious when I hear his name.

If someone had told him a day ago that Wen Xu would come here, he would have definitely regarded it as the biggest joke in the universe and scoffed at it.

But now...Wen Xu actually said that he wanted to stay!

It was so unbelievable that Lin Mi couldn't help but began to wonder if the person in front of him was Wen Xu.

This thought suddenly became uncontrollable.

If you can invite a master-level beautician, then it is not difficult to completely transform into another person, and the appearance and behavior can also be imitated and cultivated. As long as you have the heart, you can definitely do it.

Not to mention the current situation - Yang Ting has developed rapidly in the past few years, and that woman has long been so afraid that she can't sleep at night, no matter what she does, it is very possible.

For so many years, Yang Ting has acted cautiously, with almost no loopholes under various careful arrangements, but... only one Wen Xu.

Even if it is a replica, it is enough to create a huge breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Lin Mi gasped.

At this time, Yang Ting said: "Everyone go out."

His voice was very low, although it sounded very calm, but Lin Mi, who was very familiar with him, noticed something strange in it.

Thinking of the suspicion just now, Lin Mi couldn't help reminding: "He may not be..."

"He is." Yang Ting frowned lightly, and then said in a deep voice, "I know, Lin Mi, you take them out first."

Although they were a little worried, Yang Ting had already made up his mind, so they had no room to comment.

Lin Mi left with Xin Lei, Lin Jia and the others, and they were the only ones left in the fiery sea of ​​flowers.

Yang Ting stared at him steadfastly, never moving away from the beginning to the end, his gaze was very indifferent, as if he was looking at a stranger, but only he himself knew how crazy the desire that kept rising deep in his heart was at this moment.

For three years, he thought he could control himself, but now he clearly realizes that his obsession with him has long been deeply rooted in his bones. If he doesn't touch it, it doesn't mean it will disappear. The longing had already intensified.

Suppressing his emotions, Yang Ting said coldly: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Wen Xu was taken aback for a moment, unable to answer for a while.

"Although I'm divorced, I said that my promise to you will always be valid." He hooked the corners of his mouth as he spoke, the curve of his mouth was beautiful, but it was full of self-mockery, "You don't have to be like this, Wen Xu, you Just say what you want, I will not break my promise."

To be honest, Wen Xu was a little confused. He thought that Yang Ting had no feelings for him, but now it seems, why...

He didn't make a sound, Yang Ting said again: "You don't need to come here by yourself, the communicator is always connected, if you have anything to say, just leave a message, we don't need to meet."

Hearing his words, Wen Xu's heart was inexplicably pricked by a needle, and the pain made him feel a little overwhelmed.

"Yang Ting, I..."

"Go ahead."

Wen Xu lowered his head, and there was no one else around, Yang Ting looked at him almost greedily from top to bottom, "If you want to go back..."

"...want to stay."

Yang Ting stopped abruptly, a trace of surprise flashed in his night-like eyes, but then he frowned and said in a low voice, "Except for this."

Wen Xu's head is a little messed up, and there is even an inexplicable guilty conscience that keeps rising. If Yang Ting treats him coldly from the beginning to the end, then he will definitely become more frustrated and courageous, and he will try his best to stay with a shameless face.

But now Yang Ting, he doesn't know how to face it.Saying 'I want to stay' but not being able to explain the reason, seems to be ... deliberate deception.

However, he really couldn't leave.

And his son's secret, he can't share it with anyone.

Gritting his teeth, Wen Xu raised his head firmly: "I want to stay, and there is only one request."

He said it, but was greeted with a long silence.

Yang Ting didn't make a sound, just stood there.

A gust of cool wind blew, and the bright red filaments flew up, as soft as catkins, but more colorful than fresh blood.

For some reason, Wen Xu felt that what he said was like a knife, which slashed open other people's scars, and these filaments were the blood that flowed out.

At this moment, Wen Xu was angry.

What did the self who lost his memory do in the end.

The unbearable silence, just when Wen Xu couldn't stand it, he got the answer he wanted.

"Okay." Yang Ting agreed, "Leave it, I will try to avoid it."