Ex-wife returns, tender to the bone

Chapter 212

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Accompanied by the loud sound of opening and closing the door, she sat on the sofa and waited until Zhou Zhilin, who had already fallen asleep, woke up suddenly. She moved back to the He family villa. And hard work, let her return to this home.

"Qingtian..." Zhou Zhilin got up to greet her, but she was choked by the smell of alcohol before she got close, "Have you been drinking?"

He Qingtian stopped walking and looked at her fixedly, as if he was still not used to her existence, but after a while, he still called out, "Mom."

After yelling, he continued to walk, but his usual steady steps were slightly messy at the moment, and even his whole body was messy, his hair was disheveled, the collar of his shirt was torn open, and his coat was slung across his shoulders. Zhou Zhilin had never seen a The decadent phase.

"Why do you drink so much wine?" Zhou Zhilin quickly took two steps to support him, but He Qingtian brushed him away.

"Mom, you should go to bed early, it's getting late," he said, and he hiccupped.

Yes, it's getting late, it's already two o'clock in the night, Zhou Zhilin was worried about him, she couldn't fall asleep and sat on the sofa waiting, seeing him like this makes her heart feel even more uncomfortable.

"Qingtian, can you sit with mom?" Zhou Zhilin knew why he drank so much, and now she wanted to enlighten him.

He Qingtian wanted to refuse, but when he saw the earnestness in his mother's eyes, he nodded, walked to the sofa and fell down heavily.

Zhou Zhilin looked at it for a few seconds, then turned and went to the kitchen, a bowl of hangover soup was served a few minutes later, "Qingtian drank this."

He Qingtian glanced, shook his head, "I don't need it."

"Qingtian..."

Seeing that his mother was a little angry, He Qingtian finally brought it over and drank it in one gulp. Zhou Zhilin took the bowl, pulled a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, and finally stroked his frowning brow gently with his fingers, "Qing God, you're not a kid trying to drink away your worries."

Probably influenced by his childhood, He Qingtian is the kind of man who is very arrogant in his bones. No matter how many difficulties and setbacks he encounters, he will not be decadent, but now...

"Mom, I'm not relieving sorrow, I'm relieving pain." He Qingtian leaned his head completely on the back of the sofa, "I'm in pain here."

As he spoke, he poked the pit of his heart with his fingers.

He hurts the loss of Su Lu, hurts when they meet again like strangers, hurts the fresh hickey behind her ear.

He didn't believe that she was such a woman who could change easily. He didn't believe that even if she divorced him, she would fall into the arms of other men so quickly.

Zhou Zhilin looked at his hand, the shiny ring was still on his finger, he was divorced, but he didn't take off the ring, it seemed that he didn't really want to end this marriage, but he still divorced Su Lu.

As for the reason for the divorce, at first Zhou Zhilin thought it was because Su Lu cared about the poor treatment of Mrs. He before she died, but it was only two days ago that He Boyuan gave another reason.

She wanted to call Nie Xiaonai several times, but thinking of his resentment towards her, Zhou Zhilin could only suppress her depression in her heart.

"Mom, I don't want to lose her, I don't want to," He Qingtian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Zhilin helplessly.

This kind of him is not like a man in his 30s, and he is not the arrogant and invincible president in the daytime. At this moment, he is like a confused teenager who has lost the most important person, lonely and helpless.

In an instant, Zhou Zhilin's heart ached as if it had been gouged out by a knife. She stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around him, and pressed her cheek against his hair, but she couldn't say a word of comfort.

All of this today was caused by her. If she hadn't been obsessed with a love at the beginning, maybe there would not be so much harm today, there would be no pain for her son, and her unspeakable suffering.

But there are no ifs in life, all pain and tribulations are created, and they can no longer be changed.

However, she still couldn't express these sorrows and pains. It was not enough to torture herself, but also tormented her two children.

"I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault," Zhou Zhilin murmured.

Probably because He Qingtian was so drunk, he didn't listen to Zhou Zhilin's confession, but leaned his head in his mother's arms, "Why did he treat me like this? What's wrong with me? Who is it that I endured all the suffering?" wrong?"

"I treat him as my own brother, I give in everywhere, but he still wants to kill me..."

"mom……"

"Mom, I miss her so much, I miss her so much..."

Moist liquid seeped into Zhou Zhilin's skin, and he cried...

In Zhou Zhilin's memory, He Qingtian was not a person who shed tears easily. He once had three broken bones and refused to shed a single tear, but now he shed tears because of family love.

This hurts her more than directly cutting Zhou Zhilin's flesh with a knife. She loves Nie Xiaonai, loves him who was transferred when he was born, loves him when he grows up to more than 30 but never enjoys the love of her biological mother, but He She also hurts Qingtian, although he is not her own, and she even struggled with it, but after all, she has raised him for 30 years. The so-called palms and backs of the hands are all flesh, and any injury will make her extremely painful.

Now facing He Qingtian's accusation, apart from self-blame and deep remorse, Zhou Zhilin didn't know what to say at all.

As He Qingtian became more and more drunk, he finally fell asleep on the sofa. Zhou Zhilin didn't want to wake him up, so she took a blanket and sat beside him for the whole night.

That night, she heard He Qingtian whispering several times, all calling Su Lu's name, Zhou Zhilin was also young, and also understood the pain of falling in love with someone and not being able to stay together.

This night, she saw He Qingtian beat her chest with her hands several times, as if she wanted to take her heart out with that uncomfortable look.

He was separated from Su Lu, he was separated from Nie Xiaonai, he was the child that Zhou Zhilin watched and grew up, and she saw all his thoughts that night.

After all, the hatred between the two children was due to her, so their mutual hatred should also be resolved by her.

Originally, she thought that if she could hurt a little less, she would hurt a little less, and would rather carry the secret of their life experience to the next life, but now it seems that she can't.

At dawn, Zhou Zhilin tucked a blanket for He Qingtian, poured a cup of honey water for him in a thermos, put it on the table, and went upstairs.

Half an hour later, Zhou Zhilin washed up and went downstairs neatly. She walked to the sofa and looked at He Qingtian again, smiled slightly, picked up her bag and walked out of He's house.

(End of this chapter)