Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband 稳住黑化的反派前夫[穿书]

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Ling Zhen was carrying a small backpack, and this time he ran away very openly.

She said very clearly, Wei Xi understood, and did not stop her.

......How to stop?

Do you want to lock up people again?

Ling Zhen is ignorant and naive, but not stupid. He was indeed forcing her.

Wei Xi knew that her illness had never been better, and the germs had even multiplied in the process of getting her a little bit.

The gloomy and dark things are always lurking in every corner of the body. Violence and paranoia naturally induce him to become a perpetrator. That is the gene he hated and rejected since childhood and left him.

Wei Xi didn't want to bring those to Ling Zhen at all. Regarding his past, that disgusting memory, he didn't let Ling Zhen touch it at all.

But he lost to nature for the second time.

Bit her and tear the girl's skirt.

Like a livestock.

But this time, the little girl didn't avoid him like a snake and scorpion, and then fled hurriedly. She shed tears and cried so badly, but she left a door for him.

Wei Xi sat quietly for a while, stood up, and walked to the French window.

Ling Zhen had just walked out of the building, and the backpack on his back was square and looked good from behind.

She walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the window on the floor of her house.

A long distance apart, the eyes of the two seemed to meet.

Ling Zhen looked at the figure for a while, then grabbed the backpack strap, turned around and walked out of the complex in small steps.

For Ling Zhen's stay, Zheng Qianqian expressed her welcome.

She just came out of the crew, and her career and relationships are in the window. At this time, a sweet little girl came to her house to play with her. How interesting, it was like raising a kitten.

Ling Zhen told her to go directly to the dance troupe in the evening. Zheng Qianqian was very happy on the phone and said that she would cook and show her skills in the evening.

Ling Zhen just smiled.

But after getting in the taxi, she thought of the slender and lonely figure behind the floor-to-ceiling windows again, and her heart became bored again.

Fortunately, you don't have to think about anything while dancing. Ling Zhen recently continued to choreograph his favorite dance, discussing exercises with Xiaomeng Song Ling and others, and learning from each other, the day passed quickly.

At night, everyone finished the day of training and left one by one.

Ling Zhen carried his bag and walked outside with Gu Xiaomeng.

Out of the gate, Gu Xiaomeng suddenly pulled Lingzhen's sleeves and said with a smile: "Sister Zhenzhen, Mr. Wei is here to pick you up!"

Ling Zhen looked in the direction she was pointing. On the other side of the road, Wei Xi stood there silently, looking at her.

Ling Zhen didn't come to pick her up, Ling Zhen knew.

Wei Xi came to pick her up so many times, each time at the gate of the dance troupe, but this time standing far away.

Ling Zhen retracted his gaze, put on his mask, and said to Gu Xiaomeng, "I won't go home today. I will take the bus with you."

"Hey?" Gu Xiaomeng was a little strange, but she had to follow Ling Zhen to move forward.