Text Volume 1 Into the Wealthy Family_Chapter 971 Promise
Talking about Han Dong, driving through the streets where there are fewer and fewer pedestrians. Aimless, rambling.
The idea of divorce is firm, but the loss is unbearable for a while.
The city is still a familiar city, only once again there is no home.
In the depths of memory, those scars that I never want to uncover are bloody.
What many people have at their fingertips is so far away that it is out of reach for him.
Family.
He vaguely exists when he has this concept. For more than a year, there has been this concept. The loss of the different state of mind was different from the first muddy fear, the same thing was that he didn't know where he was.
Just like many years ago, I don't know why I went to school, and I don't know the meaning of my existence, except for making my uncle and aunt quarrel, what else?
So he was especially afraid of his daughter, just like when she was a child.
At the school sports meeting, he won the first place in long-distance running and sprinting, and no one applauded. No, there are people applauding, every parent is cheering for their children, but none of them are applauding.
He knew at that time, whether it was learning or something else. No matter how well it is done, it is useless. So in just one month, his results went from first to last, wanting to mix, wanting to cause trouble, wanting to fight, and wanting to cause trouble. He couldn't find his father, he wanted the teacher to help him find it, and he wanted his aunt to force him back.
A long hatred until now. When Han Dong thought of this, there was also an indescribable estrangement between him and his father.
That's right, when others mentioned it, most of his father praised it, and in the army, he didn't know how many merits he had won. Be righteous and have relatives all around. But that's not what he wants, he just wants him to show up even once when there are parent-child activities at school. However, from home is not home, he has not participated once.
Divorced, when he had no children, he wanted to leave, and he couldn't live a life that was different from what he imagined. Stumbling all the way, no matter how much he has been injured or how much he has endured, watching the child grow up, all the mustard is slowly fading.
What, in the end, it's not all the way. For the sake of the child to be forcibly tied together, it is better to just be clean.
He doesn't snatch custody simply because his daughter was brought up by her mother-in-law, her daughter likes her, and her mother-in-law also likes her child from the bottom of her heart. But if his wife remarries and helps his daughter start a family again, he will take her away at all costs.
Because apart from himself and Gong Qiuling, Han Dong doesn't believe that anyone has patience and really takes care of his daughter.
Choking on a few coughs from the thick smoke, he turned to park his car in front of a restaurant and walked in.
He definitely can't sleep today, and the wine is more effective than **.
Get drunk once, and it's a new day, do whatever you have to do!
……
The next day, he had a splitting headache, but Han Dong still forcibly got up from the hotel bed at about eight o'clock in the morning.
Washed, dressed, went to the barber shop under the hotel and cut my slightly longer hair.
His face was a little pale, but he was full of energy, and his mental condition did not show anything abnormal.
This is him, no matter how big the hurdle. Figured it out, that's it.
Driving straight to the Golden Dragon Building, Han Dong stopped at the door of the company and closed his eyes to recuperate. After about ten minutes, a lawyer who had contacted him last night stopped by his window and handed over a dozen pages of divorce agreement.
"Mr. Han, it's all according to your wishes. ”
Han Dong thanked him, waited for the others to leave, and flipped through it carefully.
The ordinary divorce agreement, on the condition of not interfering with the other party's property, added the escrow money of Sissi. That is to say, in addition to the fact that the company does not interfere with each other, the other property of the two people, such as the garage, is whoever owns.
It's simple, it's clear.
He didn't look closely, skimmed at it, and threw it on the co-pilot.
Property is like that, the heart is open, this agreement is dispensable, and it is too much.
After waiting for about a few more minutes, my wife's car was reflected in the rearview mirror and she came to work.
Han Dong waited for her to come from the direction of the parking lot, took the initiative to open the passenger door, and pointed to the agreement: "Take a look, tell me if there is any problem." If it's fine, there's a pen in the partition. ”
Xia Meng picked up the agreement and sat down, and said indifferently: "I'm very busy today, I really can't find time to do this with you." And I forgot to bring anything in the household registration book. ”
"I'm busy, too, so it's hard to keep putting it off. The Civil Affairs Bureau should have just started work, and I'll send you back to get it later. ”
Xia Meng's angina: "I'll ask you one last time, can you cut off contact with Haicheng!!"
Han Dong was categorical: "Impossible. ”
Xia Meng bowed down to relieve the discomfort in his heart, picked up the pen and signed the agreement one by one.
After finishing, he fell the man: "Are you satisfied?"
Han Dong started the car silently, turned around, returned to Xia's house, took her to get the corresponding documents needed, and went to the local civil affairs bureau slowly and quickly.
There are many people in the divorce window, men and women. There are those who are still arguing, there are those who are hateful, and there are those who are relieved.
The voices of the staff, the other voices, the chaos of the world.
In the past, Xia Meng was easy to be the focus of attention wherever she went, but here, almost no one would pay attention to her. It seems that most people have a similar mentality, just like the environment, and they are in a mess.
Stayed for almost two hours.
Xia Meng sat in the distance, watching the man running around, occasionally needing her to come forward, and would cooperate with the signing and talking. There is an illusion of watching a TV series, and the protagonist is himself.
She was with him and didn't bother. Going to the hospital, going to dinner, going anywhere, I love to see him busy and busy, and arrange everything properly.
The funny thing is that this time I was busy in the Civil Affairs Bureau. After being busy, all the involvement of the two of them, except for their daughter, is all gone!
I forgot what time I came in, and I forgot what I did. When he came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau side by side, Xia Meng's eyes couldn't stand the cold air, and he covered his face with his hands for a long time: "Since you married me, aren't you very tired!"
Han Dong also felt a new world: "Everyone will be very tired, the key is what." I think it's good, it's good to get married, it's good to get divorced. ”
Xia Meng couldn't stand, sat on the steps, and sobbed.
Han Dong also sat down with her: "The knife has never said anything about you in front of me, others can believe it, don't change the driver......"
Unconsciously admonished, he himself stopped his voice in boredom.
There was a chill overhead, and debris was slowly scattered in the sky, floating down like catkins, more and more. It is the first snow of the year in Dongyang.
Han Dong patted her on the shoulder: "Send you home." ”
"Don't touch me, you don't need to send it!"
Xia Meng stood up abruptly, strode towards the side of the street, stopped the car, and left by taxi.
Han Dong was still watching, until all his sight was blocked by the rapidly spreading snow mist, and he raised his head, feeling the cool touch. I didn't get in the car, and I was walking alone on the auxiliary road, and suddenly remembered a word.
I've always wanted to give you any promises, but I'm too young after all. And when you are young, there are infinite possibilities. He didn't have the courage to delay any longer, and he didn't want to delay her any longer.