Second marriage itch

Chapter 273 Li Luo (7)

It is impossible to count how many times she has overtaken him.

He always smiles at her indifference, but in fact, every time she chases him away, his heart still hurts, but she can't see the wound on his heart.

"you're drunk!"

Zhuo Fan looked at her face completely covered by messy hair with pity and said.

Hearing what he said, Li Luo reluctantly raised his head again, blushing and blushing, but said with a smile that he was not drunk.But when she poured the wine again, it was obvious that more than half of it was poured out of the glass.

Zhuo Fan held her pouring hand, and she wanted to shrink back, but he held it so tightly that she could clearly feel the sweat and palm lines on his palm.

"Li Luo, give me one year, okay? Everything I have given, all my love for you, will be exchanged for your company for one year. This year, don't be so indifferent to me, okay? I just need one If you are willing to be with me in one year, I will treat you well for the rest of my life, and I will treat the child as if it had already been born."

He paused, then continued sadly, "If you still don't change your original intention after a year, I will leave, but can you at least give me a chance for a year? Otherwise, I will be unwilling for the rest of my life."

Li Luo didn't dare to meet his scorching gaze, but he could imagine that he must have struggled with his thoughts before he uttered those words.

He had put himself in a very low position in front of her, very humble.

For some reason, her nose suddenly became sour.

She withdrew her hand, drinking to hide her emotions, but tears still slipped down from the shadow of the glass, one after another, just like the raging river, once the gate was opened, it was out of control.

She drank several more cups in succession, she was completely drunk, and finally lay down on the table.

She was suppressed, and even the sound of crying was perfectly concealed. The only thing that revealed her sad traces was her twitching shoulders from time to time.

In Zhuo Fan's impression, she has always been strong. He even looked forward to seeing her weak side, but it was difficult.Now that he saw it, he was heartbroken.

He got up and walked over to help her up. She was so drunk that her limbs were weak, unconscious and unable to move half a step.He had no choice but to carry her into the bedroom.

In fact, he was also a little bit drunk, but his mind was sober, and he still had the strength to hug her.

In the bedroom, Xiaojie slept soundly.

He put her on the bed without removing his palm from her waist.

At this moment, they were very close, the tears on her face were still wet, her breath fell on his face, the scent of wine mixed with the fragrance from her mouth made him a little obsessed.

He felt as if she carried a magnet on her body, attracting him, and the skin under the palm of her hand was tempting him, causing him to react instinctively as a man.

"Li Luo, what should I do with you?"

Zhuo Fan looked at her and whispered his helplessness.

Li Luo seemed to be asleep at first, but at this moment he slightly turned his head, and stretched out his hand to hook his neck in a daze.

Zhuo Fan froze, his perseverance was like the gas contained in a balloon, and it was lost quickly after being punctured.

He suddenly bowed his head and kissed her.

Having loved her for so long, he never got her, God knows how much he wanted her.Numerous times of valleys and fires sprang up, and countless times were suppressed, it was really a fatal torture.

She was probably really drunk, and she actually responded to his kiss, which was an encouragement to him, and the last trace of rationality disappeared in an instant.

On the not-so-spacious bed, the two of them rolled together.

He doesn't know if she knows who he is at this moment, and he doesn't want to worry about whether she will blame him and hate him when she wakes up, he can't care about everything.

He wanted her, wanted her like crazy.

The clothes were peeled off one by one, if Xiaojie hadn't burst into tears suddenly, maybe everything would have been settled.

But the child's cry was like a sap hitting his head, waking him up completely.

Originating from a kind of motherhood, Li Luo was also awakened to a little consciousness by the cry of the child.She slowly opened her eyes, looking at him who was close at hand, there was still a trace of primitive hopelessness in her bewitched eyes.

When she gradually regained consciousness, she stretched out her hand and pushed him with very little strength, as if pushing on cotton.

And Zhuo Fan also woke up, got up from her, covered her disheveled with a quilt, and then went to make milk powder for the child, and when he put the bottle in the child's mouth, the child immediately sucked the pacifier and stopped crying.

After several months of taking care of him, he has completely grasped his rhythm, so when he cried just now, he knew he was hungry.

The room fell into silence again, and Li Luo seemed to have fallen asleep again, but the fire in Zhuo Fan's body was not suppressed.

He had no choice but to go into the bathroom to solve it by himself.

Hearing faint panting sounds from the bathroom, Li Luo opened his eyes, then slowly closed them, and grabbed the corner of the quilt with his fingers.

Although he was paralyzed by alcohol, his heart still ached.

The loss of control that night didn't make their relationship any different.

Early in the morning on New Year's Day, Zhuo Fan smiled and said Happy New Year to her.

She looked at him seriously and said, "I hope that after one year, you can keep your promise."

Zhuo Fan regretted that one-year proposal, because he understood her stubbornness, and there was a high possibility that nothing would change in one year.

If he hadn't said it himself for a year, he could have been a rascal forever, but the words have been spoken, and he can't slap himself in the face.

"Okay." He smiled bitterly at her.

Not long after, Zhao Jing was going back to school, and Li Luo specially told her not to tell Shen Yu her situation and contact information.

In late spring and early summer, she saw Shen Yu on the TV news.

She has now established her own brand and has become a strong woman.

On TV, her gestures and speech are very different from before.

She changed, became more courageous and confident.

They seemed to be together again, and fate began to favor her.

They seem to have exchanged lives, and she is now experiencing Shen Yu's past hardships.

One year passed quickly, during this year, Zhuo Fan tried his best to do everything, hoping to impress her.However, as time passed, he felt more and more hopeless.

The news of Xue Duyun's death made them pick up the past they had deliberately forgotten.

Xue Duyun, president of Yuntian International, died in the line of duty and was buried in the Martyrs Cemetery.This further confirmed her guess that his identity was unusual.

She remembered that Zhuo Fan had a falling out with Xue Duyun before, but when she learned of her death, Zhuo Fan sat alone at the table and drank all night.She knew that he had never forgotten that brotherhood.

Winter in Shandong comes very early, and the whole city has already been covered by heavy snow.

The one-year promise begins to count down.

After getting the news of Xue Duyun's death, Li Luo always suffered from insomnia, and finally she decided to go back to Nancheng to have a look.

There are only a few days left before the agreed year, Zhuo Fan refuses to leave with her, and insists on helping her take Xiaojie with her until she comes back.

That was Li Luo's first return to Nancheng after going to Shandong.

She went to see Shen Yu.

Regarding Zhao Lei's matter, she still couldn't blame her, Xue Duyun was not at fault, it was Zhao Lei himself who was at fault.

But in a year or two, they seem to have experienced the biggest turning point in their lives. The sisterhood is still there, but they still can't be as free and easy as before.

She went to meet her father anyway, the one who had caused all her suffering.

She may hate him for the rest of her life, but he is always the one who gives her life, which is extremely contradictory.

Maybe I owed him in my previous life.

She didn't stay for a long time, only two or three days back and forth.

"Go back, spend this year with your family, it won't make a difference if you stay a few more days." Li Luo said to Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan sat on the sofa with his back to her, playing with toys with Xiaojie, but he didn't speak when he heard her say that.

He has known for a long time that if he stays for a few more days, even if he stays for a year, it will probably not change.

That night, he went out in the wind and snow and bought a lot of things, including food, her clothes, the child's milk powder, clothes and toys.

The next day, she took the child and sent him to the station.

Zhuo Fan kept pinching the card with his hand in his pocket, sweating, but he couldn't take it out in the end.

He knows her, she won't accept it.

In the bus shelter, he hugged Xiaojie again, and kissed again and again.

People are animals with feelings, even if the child is not his flesh and blood, but after all, we have been together for so long day and night.He hated the child, let alone her.

But it was agreed a year ago that he must be more chic.

In fact, he should have expected such an ending a long time ago. The one-year agreement was just a reason to persuade himself to retreat and make it come true.

It was almost time to enter the station, Zhuo Fan put Xiaojie back into Li Luo's hands.

"Live your own life and forget about everything."

Li Luo's tone was relaxed and unrestrained, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it is actually a little trembling.

Zhuo Fan stared at her drooping eyelashes seriously, and said bitterly, "I will never forget, but I will try to get used to the days without you. From now on, I, Zhuo Fan, will be a heartless person."

She didn't look up, so she couldn't see the tears flickering in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go, it's cold outside, I'll take the child back first!"

Just like that, she turned and left with the child in her arms, without even looking at him for the last time.

In the rush of people entering the station, Zhuo Fan stopped and looked at the back of her leaving with the child in her arms.

He got a text message from her.

"Just say goodbye like this, don't look back!"

She really didn't look back, step by step, she was getting further and further away from him firmly.

She didn't know that he had been watching her off.

Zhuo Fan's eyes were blurred with tears, and she could no longer see clearly in his sight.

He cried all the way into the station, cried on the train, cried and found his seat and sat down.

Everyone who passed by him looked at him in surprise and sympathy.

He is a big man, he shouldn't cry so uselessly in front of people, but he can't care about other people's eyes, because tears can't be stopped no matter what.

He persisted for so long, but in the end nothing could be changed.

It's time to say goodbye, to her, to the past.

The irresistible tears at this moment were his way of saying goodbye.

Amidst the roar, the train gradually pulled out of the station.

After leaving this city, he will let go of everything. From now on, he will live heartlessly, will not be tempted easily, and will never shed tears for any woman.

(End of this chapter)