This year's spring came a little late. The gardenia that was eaten by aphids last year was still bare, and only a few buds sporadically emerged from the harsh winter. The other flowers and plants looked like they were about to die, which looked very much like my marriage.

I was not surprised at all when I saw the bed photos of Zhang Lin and other women.

　At that time, I was carrying a watering pot on the balcony to water the flowers. This year's spring came a little late. The gardenia , which was eaten by the aphids last year, was still bare. Only a few buds sporadically emerged from the harsh winter. The other flowers and plants looked like they were dying, which looked very much like my marriage.

　After watering the flowers, the Chinese medicine that had been boiling on the stove was also cured. I carefully poured it out and looked it out again when the medicine was cold. The person who took the photo was very skilled, and he showed her and Zhang Lin's relationship clearly with just one selfie.

　——The messy big bed, wrinkled sheets, Zhang Lin’s slightly swollen face and a few ambiguous scratches on his shoulder blades.

　The two of them had obviously just passed a hearty battle. Zhang Lin buried half of his face in the woman's plump breasts and slept very sweetly. The woman's slender white hands passed through the back of his neck and hugged his shoulders, making Zhang Lin look tall and big, looking a little dependent.

　　She bit Zhang Lin's lip lightly and stared at the camera like a demonstration.

　　I looked at it many times and confirmed that the man in the photo was Zhang Linhou. I saved the photo to the newly registered cloud disk, then picked up the bowl of Chinese medicine and poured it into the toilet.

　　The next day, I was extremely calm. I should read books, play games, and eat. However, the bowl of Chinese medicine that could not be struck before every meal was gone. I threw the medicine jar and the medicine residue into the trash can downstairs.

　Before preparing dinner, Zhang Lin sent a WeChat message as usual, and today's reason was the department team building.

　　It was probably from September last year that he began to come home late frequently, even not go home at night, because the company wanted to do a new project and was going online before May Day this year. He said that this project is very important, and whether or not you can get the C round investment of Hongshan Capital will be all in one fell swoop.

　　At that time, he said something scattered: "Baoer, when the company gets the C round of financing, I will take a long vacation to take you on a trip. Haven't you always wanted to go to senben, diving? After finishing this project, I will take you to play. We can play enough at one time, and we won't be able to come back if we don't get tired of it."

　　So, I have never doubted his no-return night.

If it weren't for this bed photo, I think I might still be immersed in the dream of diving to Sembo.

　　After looking at the time, it was still ten minutes to six o'clock. If I set out now and take a taxi to Zhanglin's company, if I'm lucky, I should be able to arrive downstairs of his company before 7 o'clock.

　　Zhang Lin and I have been together for ten years.

　　I am familiar with every good or bad habit of him, such as: he usually stays in the company for at least half an hour after get off work. One is to sort out whether there is any improvement in this whole day’s work, and the other is to play two games with colleagues to relax, and by the way, he misses the congested evening rush hour.

　　I changed my clothes in a hurry, took my mobile phone and bag and went out. While waiting for the bus, the wind suddenly blew and it was very cold.

　　When I got the marriage certificate with Zhang Lin, I teased him, saying that he was so lucky that he could marry a fairy like me to spend the rest of his life.

　At that time, he hugged me, kissed marriage certificate , and then kissed me on the cheek, smiling proudly.

　　It’s really time to change. At that time, I would never have thought that one day I wouldn’t avoid clichéd crimes.

　　Online car-hailing came slowly, and when he got off the elevated road, Ford was snatched from the road, he wiped his butt. Fortunately, the driver was a familiar man. When Ford hit him, he operated calmly to avoid a more serious accident.

　　The Ford driver is a young and energetic young man. He was obviously the first to take the lead in illegally, but he seemed to be the victim. He rushed over with great momentum and wanted to take action if he didn't make money.

　　And my driver was obviously going to be much more mature and calm. He didn't say much nonsense to him, and ignored his arrogant insults. After calling the police, he walked to the sidewalk to smoke.

　　Looking at his sucking clouds and fog, I had never been addicted to smoking for many years, I suddenly became crazy at this time, so I walked up and asked, "Do you still have cigarettes?"

　　The driver glanced at me and handed the cigarette box to me. It was Zhongnanhai, which cost five yuan a pack. I pulled out a dot and slowly smoked it. Nicotine activated my numb nerves little by little, and the bed shot appeared in front of me again without warning.

　　The messy big bed, the chest of a strange woman, Zhang Lin’s face... I think my face must be very ugly at this moment.

　The traffic police came very quickly and quickly decided to issue a ticket. Soon, we set off again and arrived downstairs of Zhanglin's company at 7:30.

　　I was a little annoyed that I had been delaying my time on the road. I searched for a while and found that Zhang Lin's car was still there. Then I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly directed the driver to park in a hidden position.

　At 8:03, Zhang Lin walked out of the building with his computer bag, followed by a group of colleagues. I had sharp eyes and found that the woman in the photo was among them. She followed the crowd slowly and had no communication with Zhang Lin. The two of them looked just ordinary bosses and subordinates - if there was no such bed photo.

　　I thought it would take some effort to figure out the identity of the mistress, and I was even prepared to find a private detective, but when the woman appeared in front of me without warning, I suddenly became a little bored.

　　I asked the driver for a cigarette, smoking and staring at the movement outside the car window. The group should have discussed who to take the car. I saw the woman get into a red Mazda , and Zhang Lin’s car was filled with two male colleagues.

　Their cars drove to the nearby commercial center, and they should have gone to have a meal.

　　I asked the driver to follow. The driver was obviously a familiar car. He followed slowly and followed the car to the parking lot. Zhang Lin had already parked the car and the group was waiting for the elevator.

　　I looked at my phone and it was 8:47. According to my understanding of Zhang Lin, their dinner will end before 11:30, and then they will go back to their own houses and find their own mothers.

　　I was a little hungry and planned to find a place to eat and then come back to catch the traitor. I politely asked the driver if he wanted to go with me. The driver was really not polite to me and got off the car with me.

　　I stayed at home most of the time and was not very familiar with this area, so I asked the driver, "Do you know what delicious food is nearby? I'll treat you."

　　The driver took me into an alley, and after a while, he found a beef noodle restaurant.

　　It is a very small husband-and-wife store, without even a sign, and it is probably difficult to find if it is not a regular customer. There were only three tables in the store, the boss was responsible for cooking noodles, and the boss's wife was responsible for fried eggs.

　　I ordered a large bowl of beef noodles , a fried egg, and added a portion of beef, and ordered a portion for the driver as it is.

　After ordering, I told the boss lady again, "My bowl doesn't have chopped green onion."

　Soon, the beef noodles were brought over, and the snow-white noodles were covered with crisp coriander. After a bite, the rich aroma of beef soup was penetrated.

　　I was so hungry that I poured two spoonfuls of oil chili into the bowl, and then held a bowl of hula noodles. When a large bowl of beef noodles got a stomachache, my body finally got a little hot.

　The driver was eating slowly, and I was a little bored when I waited. I picked up my phone and opened WeChat to watch Zhang Lin’s circle of friends. Ten minutes ago, he indeed posted a short video of eating.

　In the video, the woman's seat was quite far away from him, and she was having a happy chat with another female colleague next to her, but after a closer look, I noticed that her eyes met the camera several times when she spoke.

　　She is watching Zhang Lin.

Look, there is no fire in this world that can be covered with paper.

Chapter 2 A good show

On the way back, I saw grilled lamb kebabs on the roadside. I suddenly wanted to eat it, so I quickly asked the stall owner to grill a large handful and told him to add double the peppers. After the roasting, I stood on the side of the road and swallowed it voraciously in the cold wind and night rain of early spring.

　But the more you eat, the hurried you become. There seems to be a black hole in your stomach, and you can't fill it up no matter how much you fill it, and even the position of your heart and mouth is empty.

　　After replying to WeChat, the driver saw that I was snot and tears on my face. He found something was wrong with me, so he snatched the remaining mutton skewers in my hand.

　　"Stop eating," he said.

　　I feel very wronged. My husband has fallen in love with other women. I am sad. What's wrong with eating a mutton skewers? Why don’t I eat it? Who are you, why do you care about me?

　　I yelled at the driver with grievance: "You have to care, I insist on eating it!" Then I went to grab the mutton skewers, "Give it back to me quickly."

　　The driver was too lazy to talk nonsense with me, so he threw the mutton skewers into the trash can.

　　I stared at the mutton skewers in the trash can. It was like my marriage. The treasure in my palm turned out to be just a pile of garbage in the eyes of others.

　At the beginning, I wanted to marry Zhang Lin almost attracted opposition from the whole family. My mother even threatened to cut off the relationship between mother and daughter. In order to marry him, I could even do something like stealing a household registration book, but what did I get in the end?

　—I got a bed photo of him and other women.

　　I suddenly felt very sad, but I didn't cry. At this time, tears were useless to use at all.

　　I kept standing in front of the trash can and staring at the thrown mutton skewers, thinking about the bed photo as if self-abuse. I wanted to carve every detail in that photo into my heart to prevent the scumbag Zhang Lin from turning back and begging me for forgiveness one day.

　　The driver stood beside me and was wet in the rain with me. The other diners at the barbecue stall looked at us like two fools.

　The rain gradually became heavier, and the driver asked, "Are you going to stand here and get wet in the rain?"

　　I came to my senses, wiped the rain on my face, and said to the driver, "Go, go back."

　　When we returned to the parking lot, we happened to bump into Zhang Lin and his party out of the elevator. In order to avoid hitting him, I pulled the driver and hid behind the big pillar.

　　The colleagues said goodbye one after another, and the group walked apart, and in the end only Zhang Lin was left. He did not leave immediately, but got into the back row of the car, looking like he was waiting for someone. Sure enough, a few minutes later, his new love trotted over with the hem of his skirt.

　　She skillfully opened the car door and entered the back row.

　　I called Zhang Lin. Not surprisingly, he didn't answer.

　　I stared at the white BMW , hoping to rush up and pull the pair of dogs down so that everyone can see how shameless they are!

　But I didn’t do this, but forced myself to calm down. This practice hurts the enemy for 8,000 and loses ten thousand, which is not cost-effective!

　The car was still shaking. I took out a small alarm from my bag, pulled it out, and threw it in the direction of his car. A minute later, Zhang Lin got out of the car in a hurry to check it out and found that it was just an alarm. He cursed and then got back into the back row of the car.

　　This little episode may have made the two lose interest. Zhang Lin returned to the driver's seat, while the woman got into the passenger seat, and the two drove away from the parking lot.

　　I asked the driver to follow and followed him all the way to a nearby express hotel. I watched Zhang Lin get out of the car and walked into the hotel with the woman in my arms. I rolled down the window, took a few photos of them with my cell phone.

　　Then, I asked the driver to take me home.

　　On the way back, I received Zhang Lin’s WeChat: I just finished my meal and everyone hasn’t had enough fun yet. I will take them to Diba for a while and come back later. Don’t wait for me and go to bed early.

　　He also attached a kissing expression at the end.

　　I felt very disgusting and directly deleted the entire WeChat message.

　After getting home, I took a shower, threw the changed clothes into the washing machine, and then deleted the itinerary on the online car-hailing car without revealing any clues.

　　When Zhang Lin came back, it was already two o'clock in the evening. I haven't slept yet, and it's not that I'm waiting for him, but that I just have insomnia.

　　When he came in, I was leaning against the bedside reading a book, it was "The Godfather".

　　"Baoer, I'm back." Zhang Lin greeted me as usual, and then kissed me on the forehead. When he kissed me, I subconsciously hid for a while, thinking it was dirty.

　　Zhang Lin did not notice my abnormality. He loosened his tie and said, "The dessert in the restaurant we had tonight was delicious. I think you will definitely like it, so he brought you a piece of cake."

　After changing into the home clothes, he went to the living room to bring in a box with exquisite packaging and handed it to me, "Try it, see if you like it or not. If you like it, I will buy it for you next time."

　　I took it apart and saw that it was mango mousse . After taking it a bite, his heart was trembling with bitterness.

　　In the tenth year when I loved him, he no longer loved me.

　　I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, I wanted to cry, and I wanted to cry out loudly. But I gritted my teeth and held back. It was not time for a showdown yet, and I couldn't show any fucking legs.

　　I put down the cake and said without any expression: "Thank you."

　　"Why are you still polite to me today? What did the couple say thank you? If you say it again next time, I will be angry." Zhang Lin deliberately made a fierce expression to tease me, "It's very scary to get angry."

　　I cooperated and forced a smile.

Zhang Lin was very satisfied, so he pinched my hand and kissed the back of his hand, and said in an ambiguous tone: "I'm going to take a shower, I'm going to wait for me." Then, he walked towards the bathroom humming a song.

　　I sucked two pieces of wet paper and repeatedly wiped the place where he had just kissed her on his forehead and the back of his hands.

　　It was almost scratched, but I still felt dirty.

　　When I thought of his lips kissing other women, I wanted to cut out the two flesh he kissed.

　　Switch off the lights and go to bed.

　　Zhang Lin climbed onto the bed after taking a shower and reached out with his hands secretly. I felt disgusted and got goosebumps all over my body. I turned around and avoided: "I'm a little tired today, go to bed early."

　　In the darkness, I felt relieved when I heard Zhang Lin secretly.

　　A night, no sleep.

　　I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling in the dark.

Zhang Lin slept very heavily. In the middle of the night, he turned over and hugged me in a daze, kissed my cheek, mistakenly treated me as that woman, and said in a dream, "Little Fairy, you smell so good."

　　My whole body was stiff.

　A few seconds later, tears flowed out.

　　I want to die with him this god-killing thing!

Chapter 3 Their love nest

　　The night rheumatism and coolness.

　　I stood on the balcony, watching the night fading away and the sky light was revealed little by little.

　　Because of the mango mousse I had last night, my face was swollen like a pig's head.

After Zhang Lin got up, he was perfunctory and said he wanted to work overtime at the company.

　　I stared at him without saying a word. He was so uncomfortable that he was staring at me that he probably felt a little too much, and explained: "Baoer, the new project is now a critical moment. I have to race against time to gain the upper hand in front of my opponent..."

　If it were before, I would have asked him to work overtime very sensible, and I would go to the hospital alone. But when I thought of that woman, I interrupted his long speech and asked coldly: "Then do you want me to go to the hospital alone?"

Zhang Lin was speechless.

　On the way to the hospital, Zhang Lin's cell phone rang. He did not answer, but instead glanced at me.

　　For some reason, I had a strong intuition that it was the woman who was calling.

　　"Do you want me to help you answer?" I asked.

Zhang Lin's face became obviously nervous, "No, it should be called by someone from the company."

　　And he hung up directly.

　　The second half of the way, I obviously felt that he was absent-minded and his car speed was faster than usual. He almost ran a red light several times.

　After arriving at the hospital, the doctor knew that he was allergic and asked me directly what I had eaten.

　"I have eaten the same food these two days as usual," I said, "Oh, I had a small mouthful of mango cake last night. ”

　　"Then do you have a history of mango allergies? "The doctor asked.

　"Yes. "I answered.

Zhang Lin's expression looked like the first time he heard about it, and he was a little surprised, "Will you be allergic to eating mangoes? "

　　I looked at him. This is the man I have loved for ten years.

　　Once, he said he was lucky to marry me. Now, he can't even remember what I eat and will be allergic to me.

　　Everything is true. He was not a sudden cheating, but I was so arrogant that I didn't notice it.

　　When injecting, Zhang Lin's cell phone rang again. He took it out and looked at me subconsciously. I suddenly remembered a joke about my boyfriend cheating on Weibo before: If the phone rings, you answer, what the hell are you watching me?

　　Looking at his slightly nervous expression, I knew that it was probably that woman again. In order not to hinder my next plan, I took the initiative to give him a step: "Is it your colleague urging you to go back to the company? If it is urgent, go quickly. I should have nothing to do here. I will go back after the bottle of water is exhausted. ”

　　"Is it really possible for you to be alone? "Zhang Lin asked.

　　"Go," at this time, I acted very sensible again, "Business matters, and my problem is not very serious. You see, it's much better now. ”

　　"Okay. "Zhang Lin said, "When you get home, tell me, don't make dinner, I'll come back and pick you up for dinner. "

　　Looking at his hurried back, I calmly pulled out the infusion tube and called a car, which happened to be parked at the hospital door. As soon as I walked out, I saw it. Seeing the license plate number looked familiar, I looked at the cab and found that it was the driver last night.

　　Hey, this inexplicable fate.

　　I sat on it, reported Zhang Lin's license plate number, and asked the driver to follow.

　　We followed Zhang Lin all the way, and it was not surprising that he did not go to the company, but went to a place that I was very familiar with - Wutongyuan.

　　Wutongyuan is an old community, the family home of a nearby university. At that time, Zhang Lin and I have been renting here after graduation. Later, we had some savings in our hands, so we pieced together and bought the rented house.

　　I bought the house at that time I thought it was a good idea. In the future, if I had a child, I would put my child's household registration under the name of this house, so that the child would not have to worry about not going to a prestigious school.

Later, we had money and changed to a big house, and the house was vacant.

　In recent years, housing prices have risen like rockets, and the market value of this house has increased by two or three times compared to when I first purchased it. There are quite a few people who want to buy this house, but I I never thought of selling this house.

　　I always feel that this dilapidated and small one-bedroom apartment is not a simple house. It is the home of Zhang Lin and I, and it contains the wonderful memories of those years.

　　I watched Zhang Lin walk into the corridor door, and a sad expectation immediately came to my mind.

　　I couldn't keep up to avoid being exposed, so I could only ask the driver for help: "Can you ask for a favor?" Help me go to 602 to see if there are any women living in it? "

　　I heard my voice trembling very hard, like an old tape that was reeling, and I almost didn't know what I was saying: "You, you pretend to be looking for the wrong person, or you want to buy a house... In short, please help me see if there are any women living in it. ”

　　I trembled and took out all the money in my wallet, then stuffed it into his hand, begging, "Please, this matter is very important to me."

　　The driver obviously didn't want to wade into such muddy waters. He wanted to refuse, probably because he saw the tears on my face and thought I was pitiful. Although he hesitated for a while, he still opened the car door.

　　The waiting period was the most painful. I was like a death row prisoner waiting for the final trial, and every second was infinitely lengthened.

　　About seven or eight minutes, the driver returned to the car. Before he could speak, I learned about the trial from his expression. The result of the judgment.

　——My former home has now become the love nest of Zhang Lin and that woman.

　　I was so angry that my whole body trembled, and tears couldn't stop falling. He... how dare he! This is our former home, how dare he let that woman move in!

　　I stared at the window of Room 602, and I really wanted to rush up and pull out the dog and woman, so that their dirty love would be exposed in the scorching sun. I want to tear that woman off The hair scratched her face and asked her why she shamelessly snatched my husband?

　I would slap Zhang Lin a few more times to wake him up. It was obvious that he said on the ninth anniversary that I was the woman he loved the most in his life. Why did he climb onto the bed of other women in a blink of an eye?

　 But I have to resist this impulse, although this feeling is very aggrieved, I must grit my teeth and endure it. I know very well that if I want this pair of dogs to pay a lot The price, the more I need to be calm at this moment, the more I need to be calm. Blind impulse will only alert the snake.

　At this time, the driver handed me a pack of tissues to wipe my tears. I took it silently and wiped away these tears that were useless except to show weakness.

　After a while, I calmed down. The driver didn't say anything, but just handed over a cigarette very tacitly. I took it and lit it, slowly finished it, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Go to Global Center . "

Chapter 4 He doesn't love me anymore

　　I haven't been here for a long time. While waiting for the elevator, I was a little envious when I watched the young interns carrying bags and rushing.

　　There was the same in the past, following Xu Qing and fighting side by side with him.

　　My sudden visit surprised Xu Qing.

　　"How come I have time to come today? "Xu Qing welcomed me into his office. Seeing that my face was so pale, he asked, "What happened? Why is his face so ugly? "

　　I trapped myself into the leather sofa and stared at the wall's certificate of honor.

　———Once, there was such a wall in my office, showing the various industry awards I won when I was a newcomer.

　　Xu Qing poured me a cup of freshly ground coffee, and then remembered that I had been drinking Chinese medicine to regulate my body and prepare for pregnancy, so he asked me if I should change it to milk or boiled water.

　　Since I announced that I would quit all bad living habits to prepare for pregnancy, the people around me have gradually become accustomed to my various neurotic requirements, such as the water I drink must be warm boiled water, the food should be less oil, salt, and spices, how many grams of meat to eat every day, and so on, there are strict restrictions. A friend once joked that cancer patients are not as pretentious as me.

　　In recent years, I have trapped myself in this set of rules I made by myself, strictly followed the rules, and never relaxed for a moment, but Zhang Lin's cheating made my efforts over the past few years become worthless in an instant, even like a joke.

　　At the beginning, in order to make me agree to resign and go home to have a child, he did a lot of preparations. It was flowers and candles, and the scene was even more difficult than a proposal. It must be grand.

　　I still remember that night, he knelt on one knee on the floor covered with rose petals, holding on to my hands and said affectionately: "Baoer, give me a daughter, it's best to be exactly like you. Then when I looked at her, I looked at you when I was a child, watching her grow up is like watching you grow up, so even if I participated in any moment of your life, I won't have any regrets when I get old and die."

　　At that time, I was moved after hearing this, and resolutely gave up my bright future. I went home to wash my hands and make soup to concentrate on my pregnancy.

　 But God did not favor me. In the past few years, I have seen all kinds of famous doctors, drank countless Chinese medicine soups, and had various tortured examinations, but I still couldn't get what I wanted.

　　Sometimes, when I looked at myself who was unrecognizable in the mirror, I couldn't help but slap myself twice, but when I thought of Zhang Lin's words, I would pack up these things and unwilling to embark on the journey again.

　　And now, I was still fighting spirit to overcome all obstacles on this journey, but my teammates sneaked away and hugged, kissed, and had sex with other women at our former home.

　　So, he no longer loves me, so why should I continue to abide by those cold rules for him?

　　I picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was a long-lost bitterness and mellow smell, a nostalgic smell.

　　And then, I said to Xu Qing calmly: "Zhang Lin cheated on me, I want to divorce. "

　　Xu Qing was not very surprised. As a lawyer who specialized in divorce cases, he was used to seeing loving couples who had broken up when they divorced.

　　But he still asked: "Is it a misunderstanding? "

"Not a misunderstanding. "I took out the photo and showed it to him: "It was sent to me by that woman. Unless the man in the photo is Zhang Lin's twin brother, no one can explain why he was lying naked in the same bed with this woman. "

　In fact, Xu Qing saw too many clumsy scenes of mistress taking bed photos to his original wife, but when the male protagonist was his college roommate, he was still a little surprised.

　"You were together in college, and they survived the graduation breakup season, and also survived a year of remote place. At the beginning, your mother didn't agree to marry him, but I gave you the trick, but I didn't expect that the ending of divorce would be inevitable. ”

　After saying that, Xu Qing was half regretful and half sighing: “There were several couples in our circle at the time, and they separated as soon as they graduated from college. Only you and Zhang Lin survived. I thought you would grow old until old. ”

　　I smiled bitterly, "Before yesterday, I thought we would never be separated in our lives. "

　　I remembered the car shaking last night, and the figure of Zhang Lin walking into Wutongyuan. It felt like a knife was stabbed in my heart. It hurt so much that I could hardly breathe.

　　I breathed for a long time, trying to keep myself calm. "He doesn't love me anymore," I said calmly, "so, I won't continue to love him anymore. ”

　As one of the witnesses of our love and marriage, Xu Qing still felt it was a pity that we ended like this, and asked again: “Is there no room for recovery? "

　"If it were earlier or later, maybe I could forgive him for the sake of the ten years of friendship, but it shouldn't be at this time. "Zhang Lin really shouldn't have cheated when I was struggling to prepare for pregnancy to satisfy his daughter's dream.

　　I don't like children very much, and I never feel that life needs a child to be perfect. But Zhang Lin said that he wants a daughter, a daughter who looks exactly the same as me.

　　I love him, and he said he wants a daughter, so I quit my job and went home to concentrate on pregnancy. As my husband, he knew how difficult my current situation was, but he still cheated. He knew that the family meant a lot to me, but he still lived with the woman in a noble way without regard for my feelings.

　"He let the woman live in Wutongyuan, which is our former home. "I looked at Xu Qing and asked excitedly, "If it were you, would you forgive me?" ”

　　He betrayed first, so I will not forgive him.

　　Xu Qing said nothing, but just sighed softly.

　　I am very familiar with the next process. I only have two requirements for property division. One is: Zhang Lin will make mental compensation to me for his cheating behavior; the other is: the start-up capital of his company comes from my mother, and I require the division of the shares he indirectly or directly held.

　After listening to my request, Xu Qing frowned: "You are going to peel off Zhang Lin's skin."

　　I have been with Zhang Lin for almost ten years. I know his weakness. He is a college student who came out of a small town. He finally relied on the money given by my mother to open a company. He overcame all the troubles and gained today's fame and fortune. If I snatched it back like this, I can imagine how frustrating and uncomfortable he would be in the second half of his life.

　　I said calmly, "If possible, I want to suck his tendons and break his bones, but the law does not allow me to intentionally hurt others unless I am willing to go to jail, but he is not worth it now."

　After the power of attorney was drafted, Xu Qing printed it out and handed it to me. I signed the letter of attorney, and then returned it to him, saying to him, "Please keep it confidential for the divorce for the time being. I also need to collect more evidence that is beneficial to me."

　　Zhang Lin pulled me into the abyss, and I was going to press him into the swamp, which was fair.

Chapter 5 The perfume smell on him

　　From Xu Qing's law firm, I wandered aimlessly on the streets, with drizzling drizzles in the sky. This city wished to dye everything with a layer of mold in this season.

　Walking among the crowd of people, I recalled the ten years of love with Zhang Lin little by little.

　In fact, our acquaintance is neither romantic nor beautiful, and it is even a bit ridiculous and terrifying when we think about it.

　Ten years ago, at a maternal and child health care home farthest from the school, I accompanied my roommate to have an abortion, and Zhang Lin came to deliver money for his roommate who dared not show up. At the door of the operating room, we looked at each other. No one knew that in the next ten years, we would be each other's closest lovers.

　　I have a tough personality and a bad temper. I will get angry when I encounter dissatisfied things. Zhang Lin is as gentle as jade and rarely even speaks heavy words. In the past ten years, every quarrel between us has started with me. Zhang Lin listened carefully, listening to my various strange accusations and accusations, while feeding me snacks and fruits whenever I get tired of arguing. When I am tired of fighting unilaterally, he will pour water for me to drink very considerately.

　　Frequently, even if I have great anger and grievance, I will be relieved by his silent drizzle.

　　I still remember that I announced to my roommates that Zhang Lin and I were in love. The roommates lamented that their youth was over. Why did Zhang Lin be blind at such a young age? He found me, a harsh Chaihuo Niu ?

　　Zhang Lin's roommates expressed sympathy for his future life.

　After all, I once blocked the boy whom my girlfriend didn't dare to sign in the playground, and then greeted all his ancestors with all kinds of mean but civilized words. The boy was so scared that he would take a detour when he saw me.

　　For this reason, I became famous in one battle and was given the title of "Black Rakshasa" by the boys. Who would have thought that Zhang Lin, who is known as the "warm man" in the academy, would be with me, the Black Rakshasa, without fear of death?

　　In their words, Zhang Lin is called sacrificing his life for righteousness, and it is the same as Dong Cunrui's bombing of the bunker, and should be praised.

　　No matter how joking is, amid the unsightly voices, we have walked to the tenth year together.

　　On the ninth anniversary of last year, Zhang Lin kissed my lips, put his forehead against my forehead, and said to me gently: "Baoer, we will spend the first decade and the second decade together... In this life, next life, next life, next life, next life, and next life, we will be together, and even death cannot separate us."

　　The situation on that day is still vivid in my mind, and now I think about it.

　In the evening, Zhang Lin broke the appointment again, and the reason for asking for leave this time was also unreal. He said on WeChat that there was a loophole in the new project during the trial operation, and everyone in the company had to work overtime all night tonight.

　　When I received this WeChat, I was in Wutongyuan, looking up at the window of 602. The lights were bright and people were in pairs.I couldn't help but think, I wonder how that woman's cooking skills are? It should be good, otherwise Zhang Lin would not have gained more than ten pounds in the past few months.

　After a long time, the kitchen lights went out. A few minutes later, Zhang Lin walked out of the building with the woman's waist in his arms, looking at the direction of the university next door.

　At that time, we had just graduated from college and had no money. I persuaded the landlord with reason and emotion to rent the house at a very cheap price.

　At that time, the happiest thing I had every day was to rush back to that small one-bedroom after work. Zhang Lin washed and cut vegetables, so I built a stool and sat next to him as a supervisor. He had a chat with him. From time to time, he fed a piece of red tomato or sweet cucumber to my mouth.

After dinner, we usually go for a walk on the playground of the next university. While admiring the tender bodies of the boys on the basketball court, I sighed to Zhang Lin that today's client is a fool.

　　I didn't follow me, but stood there watching Zhang Lin and the woman get farther and farther away.

　　Suddenly, I felt very cold for no reason.

　　It's very cold, very cold.

Zhang Lin is using his cheating to destroy the love and marriage that I once proud of withering and ruining.

　After returning home, I took off my clothes that were wet and dried by the rain, filled the bathtub with hot water, and then soaked it in it.

　　I buried myself in the water and felt the hot water wrapping my whole body. After more than ten seconds, I felt a little suffocated. After more than ten seconds, I felt that I was about to be drowned before I could breathe out. This was repeated, as if I was self-abuse, until the tank of water was cold, I got up from the bathtub.

　　When I was sleeping, I felt a chill, and the coldness ran from the soles of my feet towards the sky spirit cover. Then I turned out a thick winter quilt, wrapped myself in it, trying to warm up my trembling body, but this was useless. I had to tremble and get up from the quilt, wrap my nightgown and go to the medicine box to find the cold spirit, drink a pack, find a sleeping pill, take two pills, and then fall asleep.

　　Zhang Lin did not come back all night.

　　Zhang Lin did not come back until the next morning, around 10 o'clock. He looked very good in spirit, not at all like he had just survived all night.

　　I was lying on the sofa reading a book. He came over and sat down next to me, and then expressed his regret for his night of return: "I'm sorry, Baoer, I've been too busy recently and I don't have time to accompany you. When this project is finished, let's fly to Sembona immediately."

　　When he approached, I smelled the faint perfume on his shirt. It was Chanel No. 5, a perfume that I wouldn't have on my dressing table. It was obviously that woman's, who was demonstrating to me in her way.

　　This is very childish and passive. As long as I pretend to know nothing, her punch would be like hitting cotton.

　　When Zhang Lin saw that I ignored him, he thought I was angry, so he leaned over and wanted to kiss my lips. This was his usual way of apologizing.

　But when I thought of his lips kissing the woman's body, I felt very disgusted and wanted to vomit. I really want to vomit. I immediately pushed Zhang Lin away, ran to the bathroom barefoot, squatted in front of the toilet and retching for a while.

　　Zhang Lin followed me and rolled his eyes when he saw me vomiting, and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Baoer, what's wrong with you? Is it important? Why are you nauseating? What did you eat yesterday? Did you eat your stomach badly?"

　　I didn't want to say a word, my stomach was rumbling, but I couldn't vomit anything. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

　　Zhang Lin tried to hug me, but I pushed it away. I said to Zhang Lin without raising my head, "Please go out."

　　Because, I feel disgusted when I see him now.

Chapter 6 He was lying again

　After coming out of the bathroom, my face was not very good. Last night, I let my pigeon go to meet my lover. Zhang Lin knew that he was in a bad situation, so he explained to me humbly: "Baoer, it's not that I want to work overtime, it's that there is a loophole in the project. Last night, everyone in our entire company worked overtime all night. I really didn't mean to let you pigeon go. In your industry's words, this is called 'force majeure factor', and everyone is staying up late to change the loopholes. I can't just walk away quietly."

　"You know how important this project is to me and how important it is to the company. Because I work so hard and work hard for this family, don't be angry with me, okay?"

　　I looked at him calmly and asked, "Did you really work overtime last night?"

　To be honest, although I have seen him and the woman with my own eyes, and found that he let the woman live in our former home, I still have a trace of fantasy about him. I hope he can confess to me and don't continue to lie to me anymore.

　　To be honest, I am not a person who can stick to it, and I also know that forced melon is not sweet. If he really loves that woman, I can help them.

　　If...I mean if he was just a moment of confusion, perhaps because of the ten years of love, I could try to forgive him.

　However, Zhang Lin once again disappointed me.

　　"Of course I'm working overtime," I still said a lie, "If you don't believe me, I'll call my colleagues now and ask them to help me prove my innocence."

　　Zhang Lin held his cell phone and acted as if he was going to call someone to prove it. I looked at him coldly, betting that he would not dare to make this call.

　　As a matter of fact, he didn't beat me, but hugged me with a smile and said, "Wife, I was really working overtime last night. Look at me so busy every day, how can I have time to pick up flowers and flirt with grass? Besides, the wild flowers outside are as fragrant as you, the rich flowers in the world." At this time, he pushed me with his lower body, "Baby, do you want me to prove my innocence in another way now?"

　　I felt very disgusting and pushed him away: "I'll read a book for a while."

　　The next whole day, we looked no different from the usual quarrels: I was reading a book in the study, and Zhang Lin came in to show his goodwill on the excuse of sending fruits and milk; when I went to the balcony to water the flowers, he followed me with a kettle.

　　We each use our superb acting skills to whitewash Taiping and try our best not to reveal any flaws.

　　In the next week, I did not follow Zhang Lin anymore, but sorted out information about me and all his property at home. This was not a difficult task for me.

　At the beginning, in order to let me go home and have a child without any worries, Zhang Lin took the initiative to hand over all the property at home to me for care, and asked me to give him 500 yuan in pocket money every month. So, I know the password of each bank card, and my fingerprint can unlock his computer and mobile phone at will.

　　Based on his trust in him, I have never taken the initiative to check his mobile phone. I think even for couples, we are two independent individuals and can have privacy that we do not want each other to know. When I was managing my family property, I had the habit of keeping accounts. I would record every large amount of expenditure and hand it over to Zhang Lin every once in a while to let him know what I had done with the money.

　Once upon a time, Zhang Lin trusted me, and I also trusted Zhang Lin. I thought this way of getting along with couples was the best. But the truth is, I was slapped in the face.

　　If you don’t sort it out, Zhang Lin has accumulated a considerable fortune in the past few years.

　　I looked at the number I calculated and suddenly felt a little ridiculous. The poor boy in my mother's eyes turned into a person I couldn't afford to climb.

　　It’s really a turn of feng shui. The poor boy has transformed into a young president.

After sorting out the property, I began to collect evidence of Zhang Lin’s cheating, thinking that we will prepare to divide the property at the negotiating table in the future.

　　The first step in collecting evidence is to start by checking Zhang Lin’s mobile phone.

　　Because, a woman’s sixth sense tells me that there are many secrets hidden in Zhang Lin’s mobile phone.

　　Many secrets about that girl.

Zhang Lin usually stays away from his phone at home, but it is not difficult to get his phone.

　　At the time, when I was still a big shot in the workplace, the industry jokingly called me a "female swordsman in the law" because in order to win, I would do my best to the extent permitted by law.

　　It is probably because of the last incident that Zhang Lin has been much more restrained recently. In addition to working overtime, he mostly plays a good husband at home during other rest periods.

　　On the weekend, he rarely had a break at home. Perhaps he wanted to express his guilt for "working overtime" in his new love during this period. He got up early to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, bought a lot of ingredients I like to eat, and prepared to make a big meal for me.

　　As soon as he came back, he got into the kitchen and started busy. To be honest, I was not moved by him at all, but instead felt that he was disgusting. This is probably a common problem for cheating men. After having sex with other women outside, I ran home to be a good husband for two days, thinking that this would be a secret of everything.

　　Looking at his back as he was cutting vegetables, I suddenly remembered the bed photos of the demonstration, and took pictures of Lin's backs and sent them to the strange number.

　　I did it on purpose. Didn’t that woman want to irritate me with that bed photo, and then think that I would be unable to withstand the stimulation and go to make trouble with Zhang Lin? Is she good to enjoy the benefits of a fisherman?

　　I am not as good as her wish, and I still have to return the way of her with her body.

　　Asolutely, one minute later, Zhang Lin’s cell phone rang, it was WeChat.

Zhang Lin took out his cell phone and looked at me, then subconsciously looked back at me, his eyes very much like a guilty thief.

　　I pretended to be kind, "Is it the company's business?"

　　Zhang Lin frowned and said, "It's a new project that has something wrong."

　　I followed the flow and said, "Then you go online and take a look. I'll stare at the stove."

　　As I spoke, the video call sounded again, and Zhang Lin had to say, "Then I'll go to the study to deal with it, it's very soon."

　After Zhang Lin entered the study, he subconsciously locked the door. This was inconsistent with his previous habits. I was almost certain that the video call was sent by that woman.

　Ha, can’t you hold back?

　　I am not worried at all that woman will expose me. She is not so stupid unless she can explain to Zhang Lin why I have her mobile phone number.

　　I stared at the closed door, smiled mockingly, poured two sleeping pills I usually took into my palm from the medicine box, then walked into the kitchen, served a bowl of soup, put the small pill in, and quickly dispersed.

　The pills quickly melted into the bitter melon rib soup, and nothing could be seen on the surface.

Zhang Lin's face looked a little ugly after coming out of the study. I pretended not to know anything and sat at the dining table and slowly drank pork rib soup.

　We finished this meal with each ulterior motive.

　After cleaning up the kitchen, Zhang Lin was so sleepy that he sat on the sofa and yawned repeatedly.

　　"I'm so sleepy." When he spoke, his eyes could hardly open.

　　I said very considerately: "If you are sleepy, go to bed and sleep for a while. Anyway, you don't have to go to the company today."

　　"Well, then I'll sleep for a while." Zhang Lin yawned into the bedroom.

　　In a few minutes, he slept unconsciously. Looking at him looking at his unprepared look after he fell asleep, for a moment, I really wanted to unscrew the gas and die with him.

　　I heard a painful roar in my heart: Zhang Lin, why do you want to destroy my life, my love and my marriage in this way? Why are you? Why are you?

　　After calming down, I was frightened by my stupid thoughts. I slapped myself without hesitation to keep myself awake.

Chapter 7 The Secret in His Mobile

　　I picked up Zhang Lin's mobile phone and tried to unlock it with my fingerprint, but the system kept prompting that the fingerprint was wrong. It turned out that he had been guarding against me for a long time. I looked at Zhang Lin who was sleeping like a dead pig, and I couldn't help but feel funny. So what if I delete my fingerprint? As long as he is the owner, are you still worried that you can't turn on this phone?

　　I grabbed the thumb of his left hand, pressed it lightly on the phone, and it was unlocked immediately. I first clicked on his WeChat, and the page showed that the latest contact record was last night. Obviously, he deleted the WeChat just now.

But it doesn't matter. Those two sleeping pills can make him sleep for several hours, and I have enough time to check it out.

Zhang Lin is a coder. He knows how to erase the traces he left on the Internet, not to mention that it is a social tool that is simple to operate on WeChat. If he wants to delete the traces of contact with that woman, it is easier than scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

　　So, after flipping his WeChat from beginning to end, I didn't find any suspicious people among the hundreds of people in the address book.

　　Of course I wouldn't be stupid enough to just check WeChat. I searched all the software with social functions in his mobile phone, including a direct recruitment software he used to dig out for competitors.

However, I got nothing.

　　I couldn't help but feel a little impatient. I walked around the living room with his mobile phone. When I reached the thirteenth lap, I decided to use Zhang Lin's WeChat to post a friend to fish.

　　I really thought about what to post for several minutes. Zhang Lin’s circle of friends is diverse, with all kinds of messy content. This circle of friends cannot be seen as posting by me, and it is really a bit brain-consuming to catch that woman.

　　After thinking for a while, I decided to use Zhang Lin’s WeChat to share a ted video he was watching recently on his circle of friends. Zhang Lin is in charge of the core technical department of the company. There is no civil service in this department. That woman may be a coder like Zhang Lin. If my inference is correct, the video I posted should easily resonate with that woman.

　After posting, I made a cup of fruit tea and waited patiently while drinking it. During this period, someone liked the Moments. I clicked in and saw that it was not that woman. Until the prompt sound rang for the seventh time, I opened it and saw a new like.

　　I clicked into this person's circle of friends and only displayed the contents of the past three days, so I saw nothing. When I thought this was just an irrelevant passerby, I suddenly noticed that the person’s WeChat avatar was a penguin. It looks ordinary at first glance, but after a closer look, I can see some clues. This penguin is Tux, the mascot of the Linux system, and Zhang Lin often works on the Linux system.

　　Everything seems to have become clear.

　　And just now, this account sent a new message: Boss, have you also watched go language videos recently? What a coincidence, I'm watching it too. Maybe I'm too stupid and don't quite understand some parts. Can you explain it to me?

　　At this point, I could almost conclude that the avatar was Penguin Tux and the account with the nickname "Aro", which belongs to that woman.

　　I replied quickly: Well, I'll come here to find you later.

　　A Luo: OK, then I'll wait for you at home.

　After half a minute, she sent another one: I am preparing to make egg tarts. I'm waiting for you to eat them together. Last time you said that the durian tastes delicious. Can I make this this time?

　　When I saw this, I especially wanted to wake Zhang Lin up and ask him: "At the beginning, didn't you say that the smell of durian smelled like shit? Then when did you like eating shit?"

　　But I didn't do this in the end, and now is not the best time to showdown.

　　I took a few deep breaths, forced myself to calm down, and then deleted the chat history of Moments and WeChat, pretending that nothing had happened, and picked up "The Godfather" and continued to watch it.

　The two sleep aids made Zhang Lin sleep until the evening. During this period, his phone rang several times. Whenever I answered it, the other end would immediately hang up.

　　Of course I knew it was the woman who called. Maybe the durian-flavored egg tart would be not delicious when it was cold. Anyway, I am idle. As soon as the woman calls me, I will immediately answer it without saying a word, waiting for the woman to hang up the phone.

　　I know her tricks. She is just waiting for me to ask her who she is, and then she can tell her identity, and then show me how passionately Zhang Lin loves her, so that I, who is ignorant, can let go quickly to help them, a pair of dogs.

　But how could I be led by her nose?

　　All afternoon, we kept repeating the boring game of "She called, I answered, she hung up, call again, I answered, she hung up". Until the evening, Zhang Lin's cell phone finally calmed down.

　At this time, my phone rang again. I picked it up and saw that the woman sent me a bed photo, which was larger than the last time. I don't know what she wants to show off? Do you want to show off her big 36D breasts to me, or Zhang Lin's fat that he couldn't bear to look at?

　　I saved the photo to the cloud disk and deleted it.

　　Zhang Lin finally woke up and walked out of the bedroom in a daze. I reminded him "kindly": "There is a man named Mr. Luo who kept calling you. He has been calling for you for an afternoon. I wonder if there is something urgent to come to you? That person is such a strange person. She didn't speak after answering the phone, and then hung up. He called again after a few minutes."

　　Zhang Lin was obviously startled by my words, and his expression became nervous instantly: "Is it... right?" He obviously stuttered, and his tone was a little unnatural," She is my colleague, and maybe something happened to the project, so I'm so anxious to find me." Perhaps because I was afraid that I would be suspicious, he said in a more obvious way, "Forget it, don't care, I promised to accompany you today."

　　"You'd better call her." I said with kindness, "What if there is really something urgent? Isn't your project in the critical period of R&D?"

　　As soon as I finished speaking, Zhang Lin's cell phone rang again. This time it was a WeChat message. I glanced sharply at him and said that the sender was Alu.

Zhang Lin's face suddenly became very ugly.

　　"I'll go back to the phone." He had a blue face, picked up his mobile phone and walked towards the study, while walking, while complaining in a fake way, "I don't know what these people are doing. When they are at critical moments, they will drop chains for me. When they encounter a problem that is big, they don't know how to solve it themselves, so they will only come and ask me what to do. If this continues, don't think about the year-end bonus this year."

　　Probably because he is afraid that I will be suspicious, Zhang Lin did not lock the door this time, and he deliberately left a crack in the door so that his voice could leak out.

　　I heard him yell at the other end of the phone: "It's such a big deal, you can't handle it, and you are so embarrassed to call me to ask me what to do? I support you with a high salary, so I asked you to solve the problem for me, not to ask me what to do..."

　　To be honest, his acting skills are very poor, and I have no interest in appreciating them at all.

　　I am not worried at all that what happened this afternoon will be revealed. If that woman is smart enough, she would not ask him directly the question of digging her own grave like "Why didn't you come to me in the afternoon?"

　In fact, for most scumbags, whether they are visiting prostitutes or raising mistresses, they are just trying to find some excitement for their increasingly tender marriage life. It doesn’t matter whether those women love them or not.

　　So, being a prostitute requires the awareness of being a prostitute. It is a code of conduct that does not cause trouble for the benefactor, and the same is true for being a mistress.

Zhang Lin's face looked ugly after coming out. It seemed that the woman's behavior today touched his bottom line.

　　In the evening, he did not go out, but made me a candlelight dinner.

　　I took a secret photo with my phone and sent it to the woman. I could imagine her crazy look.

Chapter 8 I took the initiative to attack

　　On Monday, Zhang Lin went to work as often as possible.

　　I felt very bored while guarding the cold house and planned to have some fun.

　　Before leaving, I called another car as usual. When I stood by the roadside waiting for the car, I had an inexplicable intuition, and always felt that today I would meet that taciturn driver again.

　The car arrived, and as soon as I got on, it was him.

　　This inexplicable fate made me sigh that this world is too small.

　　"Please send me to the computer city." I said to the driver.

　The driver nodded, then started the car and drove towards the computer city.

　　When I arrived at the place, I got familiar with it and got into an inconspicuous small shop. When I was a lawyer, I often brought clients to visit here because the things here are very useful.

　　As soon as I entered, the owner recognized me and greeted me warmly: "I haven't seen you for a long time. What do you need to order this time?"

　　I smiled: "Old look, you know."

　　The owner immediately understood, walked to the shelves, took out a gray box from the top layer, and introduced: "The new product I just arrived two days ago is extremely high in pixels, and can take a photo of the pores on the face clearly. It is small in size. Just stuff it in any corner, and you must not find it."

　　I paid the money quickly and took the things and left.

　The driver was waiting for me outside. When I walked out, he was smoking on the car body. When I walked to him, he naturally handed me a cigarette, as if he was an old friend of mine for many years.

　After smoking, I looked at the time. It was time for dinner and hurriedly asked the driver to find a place to go and have a meal first.

　　The driver drove the car, traversing around the old street behind the computer city, and then stopped at a porridge shop. It's still a husband-and-wife shop. This time the boss's wife cooks porridge, and the boss takes action.

　　There is a menu hanging on the wall. The types of porridge are quite rich. I was too lazy to choose. I pointed at the driver and said to the boss lady, "Just give me one if he eats."

　　The driver didn't even look at the menu, and said to the boss lady, "Two chicken porridge, don't have green onions."

　　Oh, it's rare to meet a similar person who doesn't eat green onions. I was inexplicably feeling better.

　　The porridge was brought up quickly. I took a bite and it was very hot. So I pinched the spoon and stirred it slowly. While stirring the porridge, he said to the driver: "Hey, can you do something for me? I will pay you a generous revenge."

　The driver said in a faint tone: "Say."

　I took out the bed photos of Zhang Lin and Alu, pointed at Alu and said to him: "This is my husband's mistress. I want you to add her WeChat. After adding, you don't have to do anything. Just look at what she posted in her circle of friends, and then forward the content to me in a screenshot."

　The driver raised his head and looked at me with a look of caring for mentally retarded: "This is very simple. You can apply for a new account to add her. Why do you have to do such a trouble?"

　　I laughed: "The mistresses are very smart nowadays. If I get a new account, I will inevitably reveal flaws. If I am alerted, I will not be able to get a divorce in my property."

　　In order to convince him, I also played a scoundrel and put all the chicken in my bowl into his bowl. "The old saying goes, eating people is short and soft, and you can't help me if you eat my meat."

　　The driver looked at the chicken piled up in his bowl, with no expression, but he still agreed: "Send me your WeChat account."

　After the meal, I asked the driver to take me to Wutongyuan.

　　Standing at the door of 602, I opened the door with the spare key, but found that the door lock had been replaced. It seems that Zhang Lin has made a lot of preparations to conceal his extramarital affair, but, he doesn’t know that there is a profession in this world called “locksmith”?

　　I called the driver downstairs, "Please call me a lock unlocker."

　After more than ten minutes, the driver led the locksmith up.

　　"Are you the owner of this house?" the locksmith asked me. I said, "Yes, I left in a hurry when I went out and forgot to bring the keys. Please trouble you.”

　The locksmith is very cautious: “Can you show me your ID card? "He explained, "This is a routine rule, please forgive me." "

" Of course there is no problem. "I didn't bring my ID card when I went out, so I looked at the driver and signaled him to take out his ID card and help others to the end.

　The driver looked at me lightly, as if he was warning me that this request was too much, but he still took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it to the locksmith. I took the opportunity to glance and see the name on it clearly.

　Shen Zhou.

　A ordinary name, probably because my father's surname is Shen's mother's surname Zhou, or my mother's surname is Shen's father's surname Zhou, I thought a little bored.

　The locksmith is worthy of being a professional, and opened the door in just a few seconds. One hundred yuan, then left with the toolbox.

　　I walked in, everything inside was very unfamiliar.

　　The sofa, coffee table, dining table... All the furnishings were replaced. On the cat carpet at the door, there were two pairs of couple-colored cotton slippers, and the interior of the house was decorated with a very popular ins style.

　　I looked around with interest, and then my eyes were attracted by the photo wall behind the sofa.

　　The wall of photos is mostly photos, and in each photo there is Zhang Lin's figure, either back or side face, only one is the front Zhang Lin was wearing a cake hat, with two balls of butter on his face, smiling like a fool.

　But it cannot be denied that his smile looked very happy and satisfying, a happy expression that I rarely saw on his face in the past two years.

　I couldn't help but wonder how hard he had been with me in the past two years.

　　I took my mobile phone while visiting, and after recording the living room, I pushed open the bedroom, and the big bed inside had been replaced with a new one. No wonder Zhang Lin could lie on it with peace of mind and linger with other women.

　　In fact, there is no familiar place in the whole house. I guess Zhang Lin has been hiding Alu here for a long time.

　　When I thought of this, I suddenly felt a sense of suffocation.

　　Shen Zhou did not come in, and was waiting outside the door to help me release the air.

　After recording, I took out the things from my bag, placed it in an excellent location I just picked, and then turned off the lights.

　　After coming out of Wutongyuan, I was in a very depressed mood and didn't want to go home for the time being, so I said to Shen Zhou: "Take me for a ride, you can do whatever you want. "

　Shen Zhou looked at me from the rearview mirror and made a not funny joke in a very serious tone: "Aren't you afraid that I will sell you? "

　　I still smiled very well: "Okay, let's find a mountain valley, you sell me to an old bachelor, I sell you to a pretty widow, and after I get the money, we both fled with the money while the night is dark and windy. ”

　　Just thinking about it casually, I feel that this is really thrilling, it is even more exciting than catching a mistress.

Reprinted from the official account: Jane Eyre Literature

Protagonist: Qin Baoer