Lin Liang was sitting on the ground, with his legs bent and his face buried in his knees.
She just sat there, neither crying nor fussing, as quiet as she was the only one in the world.
Han Zaixing's heart was torn.
"Lin Curtain!"
He ran over immediately, and soon his eyes fell on the vomit in the toilet, and his eyes instantly turned red.
"Lin Lian, I'm sorry."
He knelt down on one knee and hugged her, his eyes moist.
"I'm sorry, please hit me and scold me, okay?"
Don't say anything like this.
He is afraid.
Lin Lian raised his head, looked at Han Zaixing who was anxious, and said hoarsely, "Zai Xing, we don't want to be together anymore."
Her eyes were red and sparkling with tears.
But there wasn't a single tear on his face.
Han Zaixing shook his head and held her shoulders tightly, so hard that his fingers turned white.
"No, we have to be together, we have to be together!"
"No, I'm good at it. Listen to me. You are a normal man. I can't give you what you need."
"I have not fulfilled the responsibilities of a wife, and I am not worthy of being your wife."
"We are divorcing, you go find..."
Han Zaixing covered her eyes with his hands, her eyes were red.
He didn't dare to look into her eyes.
The pain and self-blame inside made him unable to look at her.
He was afraid that he would become soft-hearted.
Promise her softly.
Just to avoid causing her pain.
Lin Liang's eyes were covered, and everything in front of him was pitch black.
Her chaotic world suddenly became quiet.
Han Zaixing said: "Lin Lian, I know what you are thinking, but I'm sorry, I can't promise you."
"I can do whatever you ask me to do, but I won't agree to divorce."
He could never agree.
Even though she is in pain and uncomfortable.
He won't agree either.
Suddenly, a hot heat fell on Han Zaixing's fingers.
Han Zaixing's fingers trembled.
Lin Lian said hoarsely, "Yes, this is not fair to you."
Han Zaixing curled his lips and looked at her stubbornly, "If you want to be fair, then if I love you so much, can you love me too? Even if it is three years later, five years later, ten years later, twenty years later,
If you can give me a little love, I will be satisfied."
Early the next morning, Han Zaixing sent Lin Lian downstairs to the AK.
Lin Lian got off the car in silence.
Han Zaixing looked at her back and opened his lips to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
She needs time.
He can't be in a hurry.
Han Zaixing watched Lin Lian go in. After a while, he left.
Lin Lian sat down in his seat, looking at the dark computer, his head aching.
She barely slept last night.
She couldn't sleep.
All night long, the images of that night were all in her mind.
As soon as I close my eyes, I see Zhan Lianshi's ruthless eyes.
She doesn't want to see him.
She also told herself not to think about it.
But she couldn't control it.
During working hours, colleagues come in one after another and start working.
The keyboard was clicking, and the design department was filled with a busy atmosphere.
Lin Qinru passed by the design department, looked inside subconsciously, and stopped for a moment.
Lin Liang was sitting there, holding his head with his hands, as if he felt uncomfortable.
He looked at the computer in front of her.
The screen was black and she didn't turn on the computer.
Lin Qinru raised his wrist to look at the time, nine twenty.
Normally she would already be at work by this time.
What happened to her today?
Lin Qinru looked at Lin Lian, but Lin Lian bent over to turn on the computer, took the information, opened it, and started working.
Lin Qinru frowned slightly, stood outside the door for a while, and left.
Lin Lian read the email sent by Lin Yue and called Lin Yue.
"Sister Lin."
"Lin Yue, I read your email and you did a good job. Please come back."
"Okay! I'll book the flight now."
"Well, be careful on the road."
"Know!"
Lin Liang was about to hang up the phone, but Lin Yue suddenly said: "Sister Lin, do you have a cold? Your voice doesn't sound right to me?"
Lin Lian paused and said, "A little bit, but it's okay."
"Sister Lin, you should pay more attention. It is easy to catch a cold during the change of seasons. You have just been discharged from the hospital not long ago, so you need to take medicine quickly."
"Eat, don't worry." "Well, I'll die then."
"good."
Lin Liang hung up the phone and looked at the darkened screen, feeling warm in her heart.
Although it is uncomfortable, although it is uncomfortable, not everything in life is so miserable.
Han Zaixing, his gentleness, his indulgence, his pampering, and his love came to Lin Liang's eyes.
Fingers clenched.
He said he was sorry to her.
But she is the one who should say sorry.
Lin Lian took the information and notebook and went to the design room.
She wanted to work, work hard, and let herself forget all the mess for the time being.
Then calm down and think carefully.
However, not long after Lin Lian arrived at the design room, Jason came in with a young girl.
"Lin Lian, this is Anli, and I will be your assistant from now on."
Lin Lian was surprised, "Assistant? Isn't Lin Yue my assistant?"
Jason, "Lin Yue too."
Lin Lian was confused and smiled in confusion, "My assistant is enough for this."
Where are two used?
Jason said: "Mr. Lin arranged it, probably because he wanted to speed up the work progress."
In the morning, before he got to work, he received a call from Mr. Lin, asking him to arrange an assistant for Lin Lian.
He was also surprised when he first heard this sentence.
But considering that it is getting closer and closer to the release of new products, he is not surprised.
Lin Lian nodded, "Okay, thank you, director."
"You're welcome, you're busy."
Looking at An Li, "Cooperate well with Lin Lian."
"I will, Director."
Jason left, and Anli came over and looked at Lin Lian, "Sister Lin, what should I do now?"
Lin Lian thought for a moment and said, "Come here and help me trim the edges of these things."
He took the scissors and said, "Look at me like this."
"OK."
The forest curtain enters working mode.
Although she was still not feeling well, she could tolerate it and the time passed quickly.
However, when she was stepping on the sewing machine, Anli came over with her mobile phone.
"Sister Lin, your cell phone is ringing."
The sewing machine was quite noisy, and when it was stepped on, it drowned out many sounds and she did not hear it.
"Is the phone ringing?"
Lin Liang stopped the sewing machine.
"Yes."
Lin Lian took the phone, and a name was jumping on the phone.
landlord.
This landlord was the person in charge of signing the contract for the house she now lives in.
Not really a landlord.
But there must be something wrong with him calling her.