Chapter 81 Zou Weijun, let's divorce

Xiao Jing's mind was full of a question: "Do you want to make it clear to Zou Weijun?" She thought, "If I tell Xiaojun that I know, he may be easier, but he may be more overwhelmed. If I don't tell Xiaojun, how can I face him? Does love really need to hide from each other? Does the transparent relationship between me and the husband and wife I have always longed for really exist? Dad, can you tell me what's going on?

Xiao Jing sent a WeChat message to Zou Weijun, "Are you going home today?"

Zou Weijun recovered immediately, "I'm too busy these days. I'm afraid I can't go back. You have to take care of yourself."

Xiao Jing felt relaxed for no reason, and her heart had been tense and took a string and loosened. She replied a WeChat message, "I will take care of myself and the babies, and you should also take care of yourself!"

Zou Weijun replied, "Okay, don't worry."

Xiao Jing was stunned with her mobile phone and said to herself, "Xiaojun, what should I do? Am I really your enemy? I really think you are also really afraid to see you, Xiaojun, tell me, what should I do?"

At the same time, Zou Weijun was also in a daze at his mobile phone and muttered to himself, "Jing, tell me, what should I do? If everything is true, can we still be together?"

Li Wenwu walked in and sat opposite Zou Weijun without knocking on the door. He shook his head, shook his head again and said, "This love is really not a good thing. It has corrupted a sonorous man into a melancholy boy. I said, Lao Zou, are you going to be in such a trance for the rest of your life? If so, I have to adjust it quickly. I don't want to look at your face.

Zou Weijun looked at Li Wenwu with faint eyes and said ruthlessly, "Go and stay at will. I can't keep anything now, and I don't want to stay."

"Yeah, he has become a literary and artistic young man again. Lao Zou, do you know that you are a soldier?

"Why am I not a soldier? What is it that I don't deserve to be a soldier?

"What are you shouting? Just because you don't live with mud and water, you don't look like a soldier!"

"You...get out of here!"

"It's okay for me to go out, but if you go on like this, just wait to take off your military uniform!"

"This is my private matter. What does it have to do with taking off my military uniform?"

"Lao Zou, I think you are really not suitable to stay in the army. Are there still few people around you and me who are forced to take off their military uniforms because of private matters? Have you never seen it or I haven't seen it, huh?

Zou Weijun and Li Wenwu confronted face to face, with their eyes and nose to nose, and both of them gasped angrily. Finally, Zou Weijun lowered his head and sat back in the chair in a trance. He said to Li Wenwu, "The concealment can make me be with her and uncovered, and we must separate. But concealment can't solve the fundamental problem. I don't want to separate from her. What do you think I should do?

Li Wenwu didn't sit down. He handed a cigarette to Zou Weijun and said, "There is no way forward, and there are pursuers behind. It's really difficult. But brother, do you think you are in a normal state now? Will you and her really feel happy in the long run? If you are not happy, don't you have to separate? I don't know much about emotional things, but soldiers are soldiers. You are not literary young people, let alone melancholy students. Show your military spirit and don't be half-dead.

Zou Weijun took a few puffs of cigarettes and hid his face behind the smoke. He looked at Li Wenwu and said, "I don't want to be separated from her."

"Damn, then don't separate. The sky can't fall down. Don't be so grinding, okay?"

"Get out immediately. Don't let me see you again today. I'll stay alone for a while."

"That's right, yes."

Looking at the door vigorously closed by Li Wenwu, Zou Weijun's heart was so depressed that it was about to explode. Originally, I thought that as long as I didn't say it, as long as Xiao Jing didn't know, I could live as before. But that's not the case at all. After hiding something in his heart, Zou Weijun dared not look at Xiao Jing's eyes, no longer dared to touch her body, and could no longer find the ease and happiness of getting along with her.

Therefore, as long as Zou Weijun confined himself to the barracks day after day, he never knew that the barracks could become his prison and become his reasonable prison to isolate Xiao Jing. Zou Weijun loved Xiao Jing deeply. He didn't want to isolate him, but the secret in his heart forced him to isolate him. He felt that he had never been so painful and confused in his life.

Zou Weijun sat in the office for a whole day, perhaps because of Li Wenwu, but no soldier came to disturb him. Zou Weijun sat in front of the glass window of the office, watching the sky darken little by little, watching the stars hanging all over the sky, and looking at a bright moon shining on his face.

At this time, the mobile phone rang. It was Xiao Jing's WeChat, "Have you seen the moon? It's the light in our bedroom, and you and I can get along freely in the room again.

Zou Weijun was silent. He didn't know how to reply to Xiao Jing. He also knew that Xiao Jing actually didn't need his reply, but he still inertially replied to a WeChat message, "Jing, I miss you."

Xiao Jing didn't reply to him, and she began not know how to face Zou Weijun. The two suddenly had nothing to say, not that they didn't want to say, but they didn't know what to say. Xiao Jing's room did not turn on the light. Xiao Zijun looked at Xiao Jing standing by the window. The moonlight tilted on her body and covered her raised abdomen, making Xiao Zijun feel so quiet and warm.

Xiao Zijun said, "What's wrong with you two?"

Xiao Jing shook her head with a smile and said, "If you are too considerate of each other, it will also cause resentment. If you don't say anything, it will cause harm."

"Can you say something that I can understand?"

"Since Xiaojun has seen those materials and photos for a long time, why hasn't he said anything?"

"Didn't you say it was to love you?"

"Yes, he doesn't want to separate from me. If he told me, then we couldn't be together. But he is not a scheming person, and his contradictory heart makes him less and less like him.

"What are you going to do?"

"Let him go and at least let him be himself."

"I don't understand."

"You will understand later. Let him go home tomorrow! I should also have a good talk with him.

"Okay, it's on me. However, Xiaojing, don't be impulsive and don't do anything that you regret.

Xiao Jing suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Zijun. In the dark, Xiao Jing's eyes were shining like stars in the sky. Xiao Zijun saw the tears in her eyes and hurriedly walked over to hold Xiao Jing in her arms. Xiao Jing sobbed, "I'm afraid. You don't know how scared I am."

"I know, I really know, don't do it since you're afraid."

"I feel sorry for what he looks like now. If I don't make it clear, he will collapse."

"He is a man and a soldier. He won't be so vulnerable."

Xiao Jing raised her head from Xiao Zijun's arms and said with big eyes, "I will think about it carefully. You have to support me anyway."

Xiao Zijun touched Xiao Jing's forehead and said to her with a smile, "I'm just a sister like you. Who do I support?"

Xiao Jing tried her best to smile at Xiao Zijun. Xiao Zijun shook her head and said to herself, "We are destined to stay together, but we are not destined to separate. Who can say it clearly!"

Listening to Xiao Zijun's broken thoughts, Xiao Jing's heart became even more flustered. She couldn't imagine how to live without Zou Weijun. Doesn't she know whether Xiao Jing or Xiao Jing without Zou Weijun? Xiao Jing was tired and sleepy, and she also had an uneasy future in her sleep. She cried gently.

Zou Weijun looked at Xiao Jing, who was full of tears in front of him and slept very uneasily, and her heart was cut like a knife. He gently held Xiao Jing in his arms and stroked her bulging abdomen. Xiao Jing seemed to know that he was back, automatically found a comfortable place in his arms, and slept more heavily. But Zou Weijun didn't fall asleep all night. He looked at Xiao Jing carefully, as if to carve her face in his heart. This night, Zou Weijun understood a word "engraved in the heart".

It began to rain the next morning, and the rain was falling slowly. Xiao Jing woke up and saw Zou Weijun's face and felt the warmth in his arms. Xiao Jing's heart suddenly calmed down. She closed her eyes in his arms and asked, "When did you come back?"

"Last night."

"When will you still leave?"

"This afternoon."

"Do you have a task?"

"Well, there is a task."

"Can you stay with me a little longer?"

"Okay."

The two quietly snuggled to each other, and no one spoke, leaving only the sound of each other's heartbeats in the room. Time was ticking, and the rain outside the window was ticking, and the hearts of Xiao Jing and Zou Weijun were lost in these ticking sounds.

Xiao Jing grabbed Zou Weijun's clothes with her hand and said, "I know everything."

Zou Weijun grabbed Xiao Jing's hand and said, "What should we do?"

"Do you still believe my father?"

"Believe."

"Do you believe the man named Lu Yan?"

"Believe."

"What is the truth of the matter?"

Zou Weijun lowered his head and kissed Xiao Jing's forehead and said softly, "I don't know."

Xiao Jing slowly left the arms of Zou Weijun and looked back at him sadly. In just one night, Zou Weijun was ten years old, the wrinkles on his forehead came out, the beard on his chin came out, his eyes were full of blood, and his voice became old. Xiao Jing said, "Jun, can we not care about this matter, as long as we are together."

Zou Weijun nodded tiredly and said, "Okay! We don't care about it, as long as we are together.

Xiao Jing suddenly rushed into Zou Weijun's arms and tightly wrapped his waist. Zou Weijun also increased the strength of his arm and wrapped Xiao Jing tightly.

"I know we can't do it. Zou Weijun, let's divorce!"

"Okay, I respect your choice."