[ABO] My husband is a little weird today

Maybe he was really tired. Mr. Hao fell asleep almost as soon as he lay down after returning home at night.

After that, it was dawn.

Although it was a night without dreams, it was much better than insomnia.

After waking up again, Mr. Hao only felt his brain refreshed. This may be the most special sleep he has ever had.

Mr. Hao looked at the lights on the ceiling and thought blankly, it's another new day.

The phone rang suddenly, and Mr. Hao could guess who was calling. He wanted to answer it very much, but because he hadn't figured out what to say, he didn't know how to answer the call.

Mr. Hao wiped his face, and waited for the phone to ring at the last second before answering the phone.

"Hey"

It was only after Mr. Hao made a sound that he heard that his voice was strangely hoarse, and he quickly coughed twice.

Mr. Zhou's voice came from the phone, and he seemed to be in a good mood: "Are you still sleeping, Mr. Hao, sorry to disturb you."

"It's okay, I'm already up."

"Is there anything important to call me yesterday? It's like this. Something happened at home yesterday. I was busy all day and didn't have time to look at my phone. I didn't find out that my phone was gone when I was eating at night. Later, I was in the pool outside. I found it in , but I can't turn on the machine anymore, so I didn't return your call in time, I'm sorry."

"Oh, so that's the case." Mr. Hao couldn't help but clenched his fingers holding the phone.

"Mr. Hao, is there anything I can do for you?"

Mr. Hao didn't know how to answer, he couldn't tell the truth.

Mr. Zhou found that Mr. Hao hadn't answered, and he was a little puzzled. He suddenly lowered his voice and asked:

"Still...do you want to tell me anything?"

When Mr. Hao heard this, he swallowed nervously. The atmosphere was too subtle, and he wasn't sure whether Mr. Zhou knew the answer well.

"I……"

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, with an annoying sharpness, disrupting all the atmosphere.And it kept ringing all the time, hurried, anxious, and inexplicably irritating.

Mr. Hao took a slow breath and said, "Actually, it's nothing serious. I'll call you back and talk to you when I'm free. I'll hang up first."

Mr. Zhou was taken aback, and replied, "Okay, then I'll wait for your call."

After the phone hung up, Mr. Hao breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked out of the bedroom.

The doorbell was still ringing, but Mr. Hao opened the door without thinking about it, and looked at the visitor in surprise.

Hao Junxiu was carrying a suitcase with big bags and small bags on his back, and a little one followed behind him.

This scene seemed familiar, and Mr. Hao was too surprised to speak.

"How did you come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Junxiu put down the big and small bags, and almost crashed into Mr. Hao's arms.

"Brother, I don't know where to go except you!"

Mr. Hao lowered his head and looked at Hao Junxiu in his arms. His hair was disheveled, his little face was flushed with cold, and his big eyes were gradually filled with tears. Afterwards, it was like the surface of a lake washed by the wind, with waves trembling with crystal water. Light.

Mr. Hao is distressed, why is his brother so pitiful again.

"What's the matter, let's go to the house first, it's cold outside."

Mr. Hao brought in all their things one by one, and then closed the door.

Hao Junlang was taken out of the house by Hao Junxiu early in the morning, and his hungry little soul was gone. He took the snack box on the dining table away, and ran to the guest room to play alone.

Mr. Hao cleaned himself up quickly, then sat on the sofa, looked at Hao Junxiu, who was full of depression beside him, and asked, "What's going on? Tell me."

Hao Junxiu bent over, his lips trembling slightly, he stretched out a hand to cover his closed eyes, and said in great pain:

"Brother, I want a divorce."

Mr. Hao wondered if his ears were broken.

"What did you say"

"I want a divorce, I want a divorce!" Hao Junxiu's breath became more chaotic as he spoke.

Mr. Hao patted him on the back and said, "He..."

"He's a liar!" Hao Junxiu shouted.

Mr. Hao stopped talking, and he looked at Hao Junxiu who was trembling with anger.

"He lied to me from the beginning to the end! He is just like Park Jin-min, yes, they might be in the same group! Play me for a fool!"

Mr. Hao couldn't believe it. After four years, he actually heard this name from Hao Junxiu again.

Mr. Hao asked: "What does this mean? Why mention the surname Park?!"

Hao Junxiu's eyes widened, and he almost laughed back in anger. He said, "He and Park Zhenmin have known each other for a long time, long before I knew Park Zhenmin. They probably have a good relationship."

Mr. Hao was stunned, and asked: "So what?...Did you know Han Enjun when you were in Korea?"

"No! I'm sure it must be! I've never seen it!"

"You don't know many friends of Park Jin-min"

"It's not too small. There are only a few of his friends, but I've seen them all."

Mr. Hao thought, Hao Junxiu and his circle are big enough, and Mr. Han is an outstanding person at first glance, how could he have never seen him before.

It's impossible to drill a person out of thin air.

Hao Junxiu continued: "What I care about is not this at all. What I care about is that he has been lying to me, including his past and everything about him. I suddenly feel that I don't know him at all. He must have something else when he comes to China. The purpose. And he married me and treated me so well, is it all fake. "

Mr. Hao asked, "Have you talked to him?"

"Talk about it, many times, but every time he prevaricates, I don't know what he is avoiding at all."

Hao Junxiu took out his mobile phone, clicked on a picture from the phone's photo album, and showed it to Mr. Hao.

"I just asked a friend to check the call records of Park Jinmin. He received a call from this number one minute before his car accident."

"Han Enjun."

Mr. Hao was dumbfounded. Mr. Han's identity was already vague, but now it is even more mysterious.

In fact, from the very beginning, Mr. Han's purpose of approaching Hao Junxiu was suspicious, because his appearance was too coincidental.

But now, Mr. Han is inextricably linked with Mr. Park, which is not easy immediately.