"You, what are you doing?" Qi Lili asked as if she had realized something.
"Qi Lili, I'm unlucky enough now. I don't care if I'm unlucky again. I don't want to know who that man is. Let's get a divorce." Ding Changlin looked up at Qi Lili and said coldly.
"Ding Changlin, what did you say? Tell me clearly, what did you just say?" Qi Lili slapped the kitchen knife in her hand on the table and shouted.
Ding Changlin remained motionless, and was not frightened by Qi Lili's momentum. He said coldly again: "Who is the man who went shopping for clothes with you today?"
Qi Lili was stunned. Ding Changlin originally didn't want to expose this matter. There was no point in the husband and wife tearing each other up too much. But he had seen enough of Qi Lili's strength. He had suffered too many grievances during this time, so
He was unwilling to accept it, so he wanted to fight back.
Qi Lili was stunned for a moment, then the clothes bag and a shoe box in her hand fell to the ground.
"Are you following me?" Qi Lili said angrily.
"I'm not stalking you, and I don't have the time. I met you by chance. Also, that man came to the house, right?" Ding Changlin's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Qi Lili's skin firmly.
The lies shattered the last protection in her consciousness.
People's performance is different if they have done something or if they have not done something. Not only can it be seen from their expressions, but also the person who does it can't pass the test in their heart. Ding Changlin was a secretary, and observing people's emotions is a basic skill.
, Is it difficult for Qi Lili to guess the thoughts of those leaders?
"No." Qi Lili denied.
Ding Changlin nodded, took a long breath, and said: "Let's get together and break up. We don't have much property. All the deposits are with you. There is still a lot of mortgage on this house. I don't want it anymore, and I will give it to you tomorrow."
See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau, okay, give each other some dignity."
After Ding Changlin finished speaking, he picked up the bag he had already packed and went out. In the bag were his clothes and a few things he had to take with him at home.
Seeing Ding Changlin going out, Qi Lili realized something. She wanted to hold Ding Changlin back and prevent him from leaving, but her pride kept her from moving. From the moment they met, she has always been a strong person, just because she was a child.
Growing up in the city, while Ding Changlin's family was in the countryside, she was naturally superior to him.
In the lives of two people, Qi Lili has always been the leader of life, so if she doesn't want to beg him, she can't ask him, even if she really wants to save Ding Changlin.
It wasn't until she heard the security door slamming shut that Qi Lili realized that their fate might have really ended. Why? Because he was no longer the leader's secretary, because he would never make a comeback in this life. This was something Qi Lili couldn't do.
Accept the reality.
After leaving the house, Ding Changlin had nowhere to go. He sat in the park on the corner of the street. After smoking a few cigarettes, he looked at the marriage certificate in his hand, smiled to himself, stuffed it into his pocket, and then picked up his bag.
Stayed at the hotel for seven days.
Early the next morning, Ding Changlin went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to wait for Qi Lili, but Qi Lili had not shown up until after eight o'clock, so Ding Changlin had to call her.
"I'm in the Civil Affairs Bureau, why don't you come? Do you have the guts to do it or admit it?" Ding Changlin asked.
"Ding Changlin, you bastard, what did I do? Did you catch me or something? Divorce, right? Okay, I will divorce you, but not today, you bastard is dizzy, today is Saturday."
Qi Lili cursed.
Ding Changlin was indeed a little dizzy. Life had been like a roller coaster these past few days. He didn't even know that today was the weekend.
Look at the Civil Affairs Bureau. I really didn’t go to work today. I walked around the street for a while with my bag on my back. I don’t know why I ended up on the road leading to Jing’an Temple. I had nowhere to go, so I might as well go to the temple to ask for help.
To draw a fortune, ask the old monk when will this bad luck end?
The fortune-telling here is very effective. Although Liang Guofu does not believe in Buddhism, he will come here to ask for fortune-telling whenever something happens. In fact, this is also a secret that the leader does not pass on. The older the leader, the more superstitious he becomes. He believes in everything, but Ding Changlin is more convinced.
Liang Guofu, an old monk from Jing'an Temple, also said that this monk from Jing'an Temple was very capable.
I left my bag at the door and walked in. It was the weekend and there were not many people.
"Master, there are not many people today." Ding Changlin asked after seeing Master Zhizhen who often interpreted Liang Guofu's signatures.
"It's not all your leader's fault. Alas, you said it was hard for him to choose a place, but he chose our place. Originally, the popularity here was not good, but now it's better. There are fewer people coming."
Master Zhizhen said helplessly.
Ding Changlin felt a little sad when he saw Master Zhizhen like this. After all, the whole temple's daily expenses depended on incense money. However, he did not answer Master Zhizhen's words. Instead, he knelt on the futon, kowtowed three times, and
One hundred yuan was stuffed into the glass box.
Master Zhizhen's face suddenly looked much better. In the past, Liang Guofu kowtowed and Ding Changlin invested the money. Now he kowtows and invests the money himself.
"Master, I will draw lots," Ding Changlin said.
Master Zhizhen asked: "What is the donor asking about? Official career?"
Ding Changlin shook his head and said: "There is no chance of an official career. Let's ask about marriage."
So Master Zhizhen brought the lottery box over. Ding Changlin knelt on the futon and shook the lottery box constantly until a lottery ticket fell out. He returned the lottery box to Master Zhizhen and bent down to pick up the lottery ticket that fell on the ground.
Check.
He looked at it himself first, and although he hadn't read the sign yet, his heart felt cold. The sign read: Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the road is rugged, and he has traveled all over the world in his life. It is a waste of effort to cut rocks and pan for gold, and it is even more useless to obtain good gold and beautiful jade.
Sure enough, the lot was handed to Master Zhizhen. The master shook his head and said, "Let's talk in the back room."
Ding Changlin was stunned. Whether his lottery was so bad would have to be discussed later.
In the back hall, Master Zhizhen sat on a chair, put the lot on the table, and said: "This lot is made from one sign. The first sentence means that your love journey will be very tortuous. The second sentence means that your love life will be tortuous.
It means that no matter how much you put in on the road of love, it will all be in vain. The third sentence means that you run around for love, and the fourth sentence means that in the end, you will lose both your life and money."
Although Ding Changlin doesn't really believe in these things, he is currently at a low point in his life, so he can't help but not believe it.
"This is indeed a bad lottery. It seems that I have memorized it." Ding Changlin said.
"That's not necessarily true. It is said that you are frustrated in love and proud in officialdom. I think you are not far away from being in trouble." Master Zhizhen said.
Ding Changlin was stunned and said: "Officialdom? Master, do you know how to interpret signatures? I have already reached this point, and you still say that I can be proud of officialdom?"
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