"Remember, the things you put in your head, will always stay there," he said. You might want to think about it before you put it. Some things can be forgotten, right? You forgot what you wanted to remember, you remembered what you wanted to forget. ”

Jin Peng wears a blue linen shirt without a collar and a pair of yellow slacks. With one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand holding a cigarette between his index finger and thumb, like a pen! He stood by the window, the sky began to rain, and the wind blew his neatly combed hair, and he brushed his hair with the hand holding the cigarette, his eyes still staring out the window.

"Why?" he said. "You've never forgotten him!

"Maybe you're right, I've never forgotten him!From the day we met!From the moment he punched me in the left eye!" A gentle female voice sounded behind the man.

"You're ....... Jin Peng turned around, his tone depressed, he looked for the source of the voice, his eyes were like torches! The rain outside the window was falling even more! It fell on the canopy on the eaves of the window! There was no light on in the room, and it was pitch black. The man took a few steps forward, trying to find the owner who spoke. He stopped at a walnut desk and put out the cigarette on a glass ashtray on the table! He quickly adapted to the dark light of the room, and saw the owner of the voice, a woman with short hair, who was wearing a goose-yellow gauze skirt and a linen-gray shirt on the outside! The woman looked at the man across a table! The left hand unnaturally touched the somewhat deep ring mark on the ring finger of the right hand! This woman was Li Zhen.

"We weren't supposed to be together in the first place. She said.

"Where are you going?" he looked away from her gaze and looked out the window again. Reached out and lit another cigarette for himself.

"I don't know. ”

"You smoke less!"

"Does it matter?"

Jinpeng looked back at Li Zhen again, she was lowering her head, rummaging through something in her bag with her left hand, and then she took out a red box from her bag. She looked at the box and shook her hands again. Then she looked up and walked over to him.

"I'm sorry!" she said. Then hand the red box to the man.

Jin Peng looked at Li Zhen and then at the box in her hand. The newly lit cigarette burned out again without much smoke, burning his index finger and thumb, but he didn't feel it. He didn't reach out to take the box that Li Zhen handed him, just looked at it.

"I don't think since we're divorced, there's no reason for me to keep it anymore. So ......," Li Zhen said.

"Can't you just forget him? You married me for him, and divorced me for him. What do you ****** think of me?huh?" Jin Peng roared. His eyes were wide open, his forehead was bruised, and the cigarette butt that had burned out but had sparkled with sparks was tightly held in his hand.

The woman took a step back, and suddenly tears flowed out. She looked at him pleadingly, as if to say, "Please, let me go!"

"Hopefully you won't regret it. Jinpeng threw the cigarette butt in his palm into the ashtray, and the ash in the ashtray flew because of the sudden falling weight. Ignoring the cigarette ash on the table, he reached for a pen and signed his name on an A4 piece of paper on the table filled with dense words.

"You can go!" Jin Peng threw away the pen in his hand, glanced at Li Zhen quickly, and then turned around.

"I'm sorry!" Li Zhen said. She frowned, looking at Jinpeng's back, tears in her eyes, and her voice was so small that only she could hear it.

Jinpeng didn't turn around, Li Zhen waited, then took the divorce agreement on the table and left.

After leaving Jinpeng's office, Li Zhen went directly to her college classmate Wang Ping, a financial planner at a branch of the Bank of China in Chongqing. When he married Jinpeng, Jinpeng gave Li Zhen a house with two bedrooms. A month ago, she quietly sold the house and got 800,000 yuan that should have belonged to Jinpeng. She used Wang Ping's relationship to open a secret account in the bank, deposited most of the money in the bank's secret account, and only kept 100,000 yuan for herself. Wang Ping said that she divorced Jinpeng, who had a lot of money, for 800,000 yuan, and her brain was really caught by the door. Li Zhen didn't care, she knew that if she didn't quietly sell this house and divorce her, maybe she would take back this house, although Jinpeng was very good to her, but it would be another matter to leave him and take his money.

Li Zhen and Wang Ping are college classmates, have a good relationship, and belong to the friendship of drinking a glass of water, eating a bowl of rice together, and sleeping in the same bed. Later, when Li Zhen married Hu Sheng, the two broke up, Wang Ping felt that Li Zhen marrying Hu Sheng was simply losing her value, she originally wanted to make a rich girl like Li Zhen to be a good friend, which could pave a flowery future for her future, but she didn't expect Li Zhen to marry in the countryside, and give up her studies, and give up her family and the identity of a rich girl. In that case, then there is no need for her to waste any more time trying to please her and be good friends with her. It wasn't until Li Zhen and Hu Sheng divorced and returned to the city to rebuild with their families that the relationship between the two slowly began to warm up again.

"Did he sign it for you?" Wang Ping asked. She took the bag in Li Zhen's hand and hung it on the coat rack at the door.

Li Zhen nodded and did not speak. I went directly to the small coffee table in the living room, poured myself a glass of water, and drank it with my head up.

"I'm going back to Longmen the day after tomorrow. She said.

"You're crazy, aren't you! What are you going to do? Looking for Hu Sheng? What is in your head!"

"He took my sister, he was ruthless, I must find him. ”

"You said that sister you have never seen before, what is it called, ......"

"Anna"

"Oh, yes, yes, Anna. But you've never seen her, and your mother never wanted to come back to her. You ......"

"Xiaoping, it's sad that my mother doesn't love her, and now she has to suffer because of a sister she has never met...... I ......" Li Zhen clutched the glass in her hand tightly, as if she wanted to crush it.

"It's not your fault that you look exactly the same, and it's not your fault that you're abandoned!" Wang Ping said, not as excited as before, she took the glass from Li Zhen's hand and held her hand.

"What are you going to do? I think we should ...... it."

"No, if I call the police, Anna will definitely die. ”

"I'm sorry to show you that weird letter. Wang Ping was a little frustrated, she looked at Li Zhen in annoyance, and regretted her curiosity.

"No, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone to the charity dinner with Jinpeng, and I wouldn't have ...... if it wasn't for that news" Li Zhen sniffed and didn't say any more.

She thought of Jinpeng and began to cry again, Jinpeng was the best man she had ever met, considerate and meticulous, although he was in charge of an industrial group company with thousands of people, he was willing to wash his hands and make soup for her. It is precisely because of this that she was embarrassed to refuse Jinpeng and wanted her to accompany her to the charity dinner of Jinjiang Hope Primary School. As one of the largest private enterprises in Chongqing, this act of kindness has been publicized by major media outlets, and photos of her and Jinpeng have made headlines.

"No, dear, it's not your fault, we all know that you went to the dinner party because of Jinpeng, and it is something we can't predict when you go to the media! Wang Ping held Li Zhen in his arms and comforted the sobbing Li Zhen. "One day, Jinpeng will understand you. Wang Ping paused for a moment and then said: "However, did you really divorce Jinpeng for the 800,000?"

"No, Xiaoping, as long as there is Hu Sheng, it is hell, I can't let Jinpeng get involved, I can't ruin him. Li Zhen said. She stared at a pair of crystal dolls on the TV stand. It was given to her by Jinpeng.

"Oh my God, how did I marry this devil in the first place. Li Zhen pushed Wang Ping away and sat on the sofa in frustration, covering her head with her hands, her shoulders trembling.

Wang Ping looked at Li Zhen and couldn't understand how Hu Sheng found Li Zhen's phone. And Li Zhen actually sold the house cheaply because of one of his phone calls, and divorced Jinpeng. Of course, she didn't dare to ask Li Zhen, and she didn't know how to comfort her, she knew that Li Zhen was right, Hu Sheng was the devil who lived in hell, he would not let Li Zhen go, no matter where Li Zhen went, even the ends of the earth would find her. He's going to ruin everyone close to her...... Thinking of this, Wang Ping seemed to think of something, and not only shuddered.

"Li Zhen ......," Wang Ping shouted. She took two steps back and sat down in the armchair on Li Zhen's side. "Someone came to your door today to ask for your mother's address, and I gave it to him. Wang Ping's face was pale, and his hands were tightly entangled uneasily. "He said it was your new driver, didn't you say last time that your driver had taken a leave of absence because of something in his hometown? He said that you had something to bring to your mother, and he lost his address, and he happened to be passing by here. Just ask...... Oh my God, I'm so stupid! How could he know my address, how could he suddenly pass by. Li Zhen, I'm sorry ......."

Wang Ping was interrupted by a swaying sound and the sound of the door opening and closing, and by the time she reacted, Li Zhen had already left.

Li Zhen's mother lives in the Palm Spring Villa in Yubei District, a small but exquisite villa with a clear palm lake 300 meters down from the main entrance, and her mother often sits alone at about 7 p.m. in the armchair in the front yard looking at the lake and the young people running around the lake. In summer, the water is very clear, and there are often unknown birds flying happily around the lake. Li Zhen arrived at the Palm Spring Villa at exactly 7 o'clock. She had seen her mother's house from a distance when she was halfway up the hill, but she was not sitting in an armchair in the front yard. She galloped away eagerly.