Come out, and as she rubs shoulders with the man, he whispers in her ear, "You're going to pay!"

Sweating on her back, she finally dialed Wang Zhao's phone.

"I haven't slept yet, I won't go to work tomorrow. ”

"Mr. Wang, we seem to have fallen into someone else's trap. ”

"Are you scared? I'm afraid not to be a lawyer. ”

"I'm not afraid, I think reality is a bit dirty. ”

Wang Zhao smiled: "How glamorous do you think the lawyer is, Bai Louming's appearance, Yi Chengfang's appearance, they are all lawyers." ”

"Teacher Wang, will you do anything that violates the law? Have you done it before, and will you do it in the future?"

"You remind me of when I was giving a lecture at university, a student asked Lawyer Wang, you have mastered the criminal suspect's omission and want to keep it secret for them, don't you feel uncomfortable? ”

A man's voice came.

Han Xiaoyin was stunned: "Understood." ”

"Hung up. ”

Han Xiaoyin squatted down, picked a kumquat and put it in her mouth, vaguely remembering that when she was still a girl in a long white dress and with long hair, she also ate kumquat like this.

"Lawyer Han, did I break the law by leaving Xiaohe with her father? I'm afraid that I will commit a crime and leave a stain on Xiaohe's file. ”

Han Xiaoyin heard the mobile phone ringing in a daze in the middle of the night, grabbed it and saw this text message, and hurriedly went back to the past: We'll see you at nine o'clock tomorrow.

As soon as the morning dawned, Shen Xi walked past the bridge he passed yesterday and threw his mobile phone into it. According to the meaning of the text message sent by Lawyer Han, she doesn't care about Xiaohe, it seems that the nature is not very serious, if a crime is involved, Lawyer Han will definitely inform her of the consequences as soon as possible, Shen Xi thought so and walked to the train station.

Where are you going?

She has no goal, she is an abandoned person by the people in this city, born and raised here, but never got this city. In this case, let's go far, go to a strange city to live well, and stay here again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to even "live".

But where far away do you go?

There is a bookstore in the train station, Shen Xi walked in and flipped through the books, and there were some classic books on the most conspicuous shelves, such as Tagore's "Birds", Osamu Dazai's "Human Disqualification", and Maupassant's "Sheep Fat Ball".

There are two people who seem to be mothers in front of her.

One of the mothers teased the other: "You haven't changed at all, you have given birth to children, you are still a young woman in literature and art, and you still read poetry collections, it is really literary and artistic." ”

The other mother didn't squeak and went to the cashier to pay for the "Birds".

Unexpectedly, the mother, who had "laughed" at her companion a few seconds earlier, hurriedly grabbed a copy of the same book: "I'll buy one too, and show it to the child." ”

According to her logic, is she going to train her children to be "literary and artistic youths", so whether she appreciates literary and artistic youths or not. The body is extremely tired, but the brain is extremely clear, and Shen Xi is making a final struggle to leave Xiaohe.

She regretted throwing away her phone, maybe Xiaohe would call.

The last call last night was to Xiaohe, Xiaohe didn't answer, Shen Xi mistakenly thought, or rather believed that she had slept.

If Xiaohe said to her personally, "Mom, I want to stay with my aunt, but you will always be my mother." ”

Then Shen Xi will feel better, she will force herself to calm down, analyze the reasonableness of Qin He's decision, will not blame the child, will not embarrass anyone, will only force herself to accept this fact little by little.

She really won't make trouble, she loves Xiaohe so much that she can even give her whole life for her.

And her favorite child, threw her mobile phone to her aunt and got carried away. Cao Xiu kept sending her videos and photos, desperately trying to prove that in a child's growth, the mother is not the most important, but the material is.

She stared at the huge words at the entrance of the station, where to go, which city could accept her in a friendly way?

Peter Pan was told to the children in the kindergarten, and the book said: In the eyes of the children, they can live happily without their mothers. Only the mother's thinks that the child cannot live without the mother.

She remembered what she had said to Xiaohe:

"Fairy tales are fake, they are deceitful. ”

"But Mom, I've really become a princess. ”

Shen Xi raised his sleeve and wiped his tears.

There is a college classmate from Kunming, who went home to become a kindergarten teacher after graduation. Kunming is a long, long way from Jiangnan, and it may be able to make a woman's injury in Jiangnan very light. She decided so decisively, packed herself and her bags, and ran towards the unknown without hesitation, just like a trip when she was young.

Qin He is evading, she is not.

When Wang Zhao got up, the man was already busy in the kitchen. She made an exception and didn't go to the gym, pulled her bathrobe tightly with both hands, pushed open the sliding door of the kitchen, leaned on the door frame and said, "Haven't left yet?"

"I went to school on the mobile app to make a few breakfasts for you. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Confidentiality for the time being. ”

Wang Zhaowan smiled, his hair was fluffy and covered half of his face, and his well-proportioned and tight calves from long-term exercise were half-exposed outside the bathrobe. The man fiddled with the breakfast machine and smiled at her, "When you're done, it's done." ”

"Okay. ”

There are no hugs and kisses, lingering in the night, and during the day it is just a relationship between customers and service providers, even in the privacy of two people, they respect each other. Men usually come in the middle of the night, open the door and come in, sleep next to her, and leave when she wakes up, being her lonely pillow person, not lover.

They don't talk about love, tacitly.

Wang Zhao put on makeup and sat down at the table, and breakfast was ready: raspberry muffins, porridge boiled with milk, millet and corn crumbles, cold bitter chrysanthemum and sandwiches.

"I feel like an empress. Wang Zhao took the knife and fork he handed him.

The man smiled, the frown at the corner of his eyes lined horizontally, his wheat-colored skin overlapping with light and shadow, and a butterfly-like tattoo on his muscular shoulder. Regarding this tattoo, Wang Zhao only heard him mention one lyric: For you and I used half a year's savings to come across the ocean to see you.

The man said that he was once a butterfly that had crossed the sea, for a woman.

Wang Zhao didn't care about that woman's story, and the man didn't ask a word about her feelings. In their first time, the man whispered, "I didn't expect ......"

"What's that. Wang Zhao hugged him tightly, and at night, as if holding the hope of survival.

The first time is a sense of wonder beyond love, and then there is a routine. The man has never said that he is responsible for you or something, this kind of thing is what naïve girls love to hear, and it is not necessary for Wang Zhao, how can she let others dominate her life. If he wants to marry her, she may not be willing to marry, maybe when the purpose of her customer is achieved, there will be no relationship between them.