Divorce if you accumulate enough black history

After the company got off work, Jiang Yunchen didn't go home directly, but found another taxi and went to the suburbs.

It was just after evening, and the sky was grayish-blue, a little cloudy. There were many steles in the cemetery, swallows flew close to the ground, the smell of soil carried the humidity of the air, and the eyes on the stele of the dead watched the worshipers passing by.

Holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, Jiang Yunchen walked through rows of monuments with ease, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone. The tombstone was as clean as new, and it seemed that someone had carefully cleaned it.

The woman on the tombstone is beautiful, but how beautiful can a black and white photo show?
The woman's bright smile in the photo is completely inconsistent with the black-and-white photo, and she just looks at her without fading.

He stood straight with his back, which was a habitual reluctance to let her see his weakness.

He communicated silently with the woman on the tombstone for a while, and after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "Xiaoxiao, I think it's time for me to forget you, because you and I have done too many foolish things, I can't be foolish anymore ,right?"

Gradually, with his straight back just now, he stretched out his fingers to touch the woman's face affectionately and nostalgicly, across her eyes, eyebrows, bridge of nose, mouth...

Reluctantly, like making a final farewell...

Withdrawing his hand, he printed a kiss on his thin lips, and then placed it on her mouth again.

"Xiaoxiao, I love you..."

The man's voice was deeply suppressed, suppressing the crying in his throat and suppressing the pain in his heart.

Somewhere in my heart hurts as if it was cut into pieces.

It turns out that this is farewell...

He stood there for a long time, his back was lonely and desolate.

Watching Jiang Yunchen leave, Li Siqi came out from behind the tree.

She bent over and placed the bouquet in her hand in front of the woman's stele, and then looked at her in a half-sitting posture.

"Tang Xiao, I'm here to see you." Li Siqi's posture was a bit tired, she simply sat on the ground and said, "I divorced Jiang Yunchen, I will give him back to you."

There was a trace of sadness in her eyes as she said this.

"The person you entrusted to me finally stood on the opposite side of me, I'm sorry..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, as if she didn't know how to face this smiling woman.

She sat here for a while, seeing that the sky was getting more and more gloomy, as if it could rain at any time, she got up and bowed again.

Just as she was about to leave, suddenly, her face turned cold, and it began to rain.

Li Siqi didn't bring an umbrella, and frowned. She was about to cover her head with her handbag and run out in the rain, but just as she lifted the bag above her head, a black shadow enveloped her head.

Li Siqi froze for a moment.

Turning around suddenly, Jiang Yunchen, who had already left without knowing when, was looking at her with a complicated expression while holding an umbrella.

Li Siqi immediately seemed to be struck by lightning, as if someone discovered something shady.To give an inappropriate example, it is like a student who was caught by the teacher for cheating in an exam.

The white bouquet on the ground is still stretching in the rain to welcome the rain and dew.

Li Siqi stammered and explained: "I...uh...I actually... just dropped in to see."

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately lowered her head to avoid Jiang Yunchen's gaze.

Without Jiang Yunchen opening his mouth to ridicule, Li Siqi himself knew how unreliable what she said was.She stared at her toes, and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Well... I won't be an eyesore here, you have a good chat with her, I'll go first."

As Li Siqi said, she turned around and took big strides, about to rush into the heavy rain.

But she just took a step, and the next moment, she was forcibly pulled back by a strong force, her feet were unsteady, and she slammed straight into the man's chest.

The big black umbrella still hangs over her head.

Jiang Yunchen took a step back after being hit by her, but in order to prevent her from getting wet, he stretched his arm holding the umbrella a little bit, exposing half of his shoulders, and was soon drenched by the heavy rain.

He fixed his gaze on the person in the photo, and quietly asked the woman whose back was turned to him: "So it's you?"

For the past three years, Jiang Yunchen would see such a bunch of small white flowers every time the anniversary of his death came. Sometimes they were still vibrant, and sometimes they were withered.

But there is always such a bunch every year. He tried to ask the people in the cemetery, but the gatekeeper is an old man, over sixty years old, and his memory is not very good.

Over time, he also forgot.

It's just that he thought about many people and many possibilities, but he never thought that it would be Li Siqi.

Li Siqi turned to look at him, and gave an awkward "hmm".

Seeing his eyes looking affectionately at the person on the tombstone, he was a little relieved.

Looking around, he said, "Well, you... why did you come so early this year? And... didn't you just leave?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yunchen turned his head, looked down at her with even more incomprehensible eyes, and asked, "How do you know I'm gone?"

Li Siqi: "..."

Just met.

But she didn't dare to tell Jiang Yunchen like that, she was afraid that this man would kill her with his eyes.

I don't know when it started, maybe after the divorce, maybe after severing all ties with him, she was able to face him more calmly.

Yes, she owed him nothing, and she had no reason to feel sorry for him.

Jiang Yunchen pointed to the area covered by the bouquet of white chrysanthemums, and said, "Leave the things behind."

After a pause, he stuffed the umbrella into her hand and said, "Take it."

Li Siqi was in a very embarrassing situation by the forced umbrella, she could only hold the umbrella obediently.

But she never dared to look at him, but behind him, carefully raised the umbrella above his head, staring at his back in a daze.

Li Siqi looked at his back, that beautiful butterfly bone, neither obtrusive nor thin, after so many years of husband and wife, she can only recall now that he has always been a man with a handsome appearance and a tall and straight figure.

His dark blue suit was ironed and straight, and when he bent over, a piece of the white shirt inside leaked out, and it stuck tightly to his waist, showing his tight lines.

Suddenly, Jiang Yunchen turned around, Li Siqi couldn't dodge in time, and his eyes collided with him lightly.

Her breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

But she quickly came back to her senses, pretended to cough twice, and threw the umbrella back into his hands, while she pretended to be calm and brushed back the loose long hair around her ears.

Li Siqi's familiar sneer finally appeared on Jiang Yunchen's face: "What? Is Miss Li so hungry? In front of the dead, are you still greedy for men?"

It wasn't a day or two since he spoke badly, but Li Siqi felt normal for him in this state.

The embarrassing atmosphere just now was broken like this, Li Siqi was inexplicably relieved, ignored his ridicule, and just said: "Since there is nothing else, I will leave first."

As she said that, she was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Yunchen: "It's raining too much, the way down is not safe."