That night, without waiting for her mother to urge and supervise, Ke Yang and He Zhishuang went upstairs and entered the house and closed the bedroom door.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and they each took a bath and slept aside.

"Lan Hao sent me a message, he is coming to pick Doudou tomorrow."

"Doudou can't give it to him."

"Well, I'll hire a lawyer tomorrow."

"Xiao Nan said she could introduce a lawyer who specializes in custody lawsuits, but she had not had time to tell you."

"good."

"How long will it take for you to go to Jigu Mountain tomorrow?"

"If it goes well, you can come back tonight. Don't worry."

As long as you don’t spend the night outside, you won’t worry about He Zhi’s danger.

Ke Yang and He Zhi were back to back, and there was a quilt wall between them, saying one sentence after another. No one wanted to end the topic soon, and they all hoped that the sky would light up early.

He Zhi was thinking that if Ke Yang was not by her in the future, she would have a safe sleep. Ke Yang was worried that if He Zhi would have a nightmare again if he left in the future!

After being sideways for too long, both of them felt that half of their bodies were about to stiffen, and they couldn't help but turn around and face each other at the same time.

The quilt wall covers the middle of the two people's faces well, and they don't feel embarrassed when they speak.

"That house is collected at the end of April, and you should work in the police station, right?"

"It should be the district police station, and the scale of the development zone is not large enough for the time being."

“Is there any difference between a police station and a police station?”

He Zhi's fingers bounced against the white quilt wall. When she was a child, she thought of playing games with her sister and lying in the quilt and smelling the sun, she felt so warm and safe.

"The police station can handle major criminal cases, and the police station can only accept small fights and fights, and may also deal with couples quarrels, neighbor disputes, etc...."

Ke Yang stared at the wall opposite, without any sleepiness.

"Is it still in charge of the couple's fight? Can the police come to the door to capture the couple?"

"That's not possible. At most, we will come to the door to mediate with the neighborhood sister. Of course, we will refuse domestic violence."

"Does cold violence also care about it?"

“…”

Ke Yang has not yet understood what He Zhi said about cold violence.

"Martial wife is not afraid of quarrels, but she is afraid that she is cold and she doesn't even quarrel. She stays in the same house like two strangers, but doesn't care about each other, and doesn't even want to look at each other more."

"You have a good understanding! Who told you? The Cold Violence Police Station cannot control it even if you want to. It is necessary for someone to call the police. It is difficult to define who is wrong with the cold violence. But it is certain that you must be a man who says this. A man should be cold violence against a woman. Such a man can also be ignored. A man is a real man, and he hides everything in his heart. Then he puts a disregard for the woman. He thinks it is hateful."

Ke Yang said, and found that the white quilt wall in front of him was slowly falling down. He thought the quilt had slid away after standing for a long time, so he reached out to pull it.

The hand on the other side of the quilt grabbed Ke Yang's hand. His fingers were cold and ice, as if they had been soaked in ice water.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Ke Yang pulled the hand, and the quilt completely collapsed on the bed, revealing the face opposite him.
Chapter completed!