Quickly wear: The villain’s mother is pampered

Meng Sinian did not let Shen Zhiyi leave immediately, but let her stay here for one more night.

Shen Zhiyi did not refuse, just treat it as a final farewell!

Shen Zhiyi didn't fall asleep that night, and the strange feeling of blockage in her heart kept bothering her.

The night was dark, the wind outside the window was getting more and more violent, and the young leaves in the trees formed a dark green wave. Shen Zhiyi didn't know what time it was now.

Suddenly, she heard a slight noise from the door. She quickly closed her eyes and buried her head in the soft quilt, leaving only her black hair exposed.

A dark figure slowly walked to the bedside, sniffing the fragrant orchids in the air obsessively. He bent down slightly, revealing his tight forearms, and his fingertips gently rubbed the long, dark, flowing water. hair.

The lips murmured silently: "Zhiyi, Zhiyi!"

The man's fingers slowly stopped rubbing and stopped a few centimeters above the quilt along his hair. The man stopped moving.

In the silent night, the gloomy and mottled tree shadows slowly shone on the wooden floor through the moonlight. A dark shadow was staying beside her bed, but Shen Zhiyi did not feel scared, but instead felt a little nervous.

She knew that the dark shadow was Meng Sinian. Did he regret it? Or do you want to do something else?

Shen Zhiyi was lying on the soft quilt, with a faint fragrance floating on the tip of her nose, but her mood was not so relaxed.

Meng Sinian's hand hung in the air for more than ten seconds, but still could not fall down.

Shen Zhiyi, who was standing by the bed again and watching, was about to fall asleep, then like a ghost, quietly closed the door and exited the room.

Meng Sinian looked at the sharp knife with a cold luster in his hand. In the silent corridor, with the floating light and shadow, it looked more like a soul-stirring demon in mythology.

His eyes were numb and strangely subtle, and a heavy sigh was particularly abrupt in this terrifyingly silent corridor.

Meng Sinian looked deeply at Shen Zhiyi's door, and gradually put away the knife in his hand. It was not until late at night that the figure at the door left. Because he stood for too long, there was a sound of friction between bones with every step he took. .

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Shen Zhiyi woke up the next day and realized that he had fallen asleep without knowing it last night. Fortunately, Meng Sinian didn't do anything strange.

Shen Zhiyi just asked Meng Sinian to open her anklet, just like when she came, and took nothing away.

Standing in front of the familiar door, Shen Zhiyi felt a little lost.

Meng Zhang had not finished school yet, and there were only the housekeeper and some servants in the empty villa.

"Miss, you are back. Are you feeling well?"

The housekeeper's worried face was reflected in Shen Zhiyi's pupils. She was covered with sunshine and showed a faint smile: "Thank you for your concern. I have no problem now."

The housekeeper was like seeing a child who had not returned home for a long time. He followed Shen Zhiyi all the time, fearing that she would suffer hardship outside.

But with Shen Zhiyi's identity, outsiders would not easily provoke her, and the housekeeper was just an ordinary concern from the elders to the younger ones.

"Miss, the young master will be back in the afternoon. You haven't seen him for a long time! Oh, by the way, where is sir?"

Shen Zhiyi's face showed a strange and subtle look: "There will be no husband in the house from now on, only me and the young master."

The housekeeper looked confused and a little puzzled, but when he saw Shen Zhiyi's tired face, he opened his mouth but didn't ask anything.

Shen Zhiyi returned to the room. When she opened the door, she saw the same decoration as the room where she was imprisoned. It felt like water bubbles kept rising and bursting in her heart.

She took a deep breath, walked in quickly, rummaged around and found what she wanted, and walked out of the room without looking back, without a trace of nostalgia.

When the housekeeper saw Shen Zhiyi leaving and coming back, he was still puzzled when he saw her pick up the car keys in the cabinet, and while putting on her shoes, she asked: "Change the decoration of the master bedroom, and clean the second bedroom by the way. I have been doing this recently." Sleep in the second bedroom during this time.”

The housekeeper looked at Shen Zhiyi a little worriedly: "Miss, be careful outside and take care of yourself."

"Okay!" With the sound of the door closing, Shen Zhiyi also left the villa.

Shen Zhiyi drove the car to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau and saw Meng Sinian waiting at the door.

He has changed a lot now. He has a melancholic, solemn and solid temperament about him, which is very different from him in memory.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi, Meng Sinian's stiff eyes moved in their sockets, like a toy that had been in disrepair for a long time and finally came to life again.

She wanted to put a smile on her stiff face, but in Shen Zhiyi's eyes, it looked like crying rather than smiling.

She stopped looking at him and walked into the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau with the dark black bag in her hand.

There are fewer and fewer people getting married now, and there are not many people in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The talented staff member was sitting in a daze when he heard some movement and raised his eyes casually.

The next second, his eyes moved round, Meng...Meng Sinian.

Although I feel as happy as if I poured a bottle of soda into my head, as a staff member, I still need to maintain basic order.

Take a deep breath to suppress the scream in your throat.

"Hello! What are you two here to do?"

Only now did she feel something strange. Movie Emperor Meng was already married, so what was he doing here again? But Mr. Shen and Best Actor Meng are really on the same page.

"Hello, let's get a divorce!"

"Oh, oh... oh! Why do you want a divorce?" The little girl now felt as if someone had thrown a landmine in his mind, with a bang that made her eyes flash with gold.

Meng Sinian also heard that this staff member was his fan, so he took the initiative and said, "Please don't reveal this matter to anyone, thank you!"

The little girl nodded mechanically, handling business with familiarity and uncontrollable hands.

Only when it was over did I come back to my senses, ahhhhh! Her CP collapsed, and she gave them the divorce certificate herself. Help!

The two of them walked to the door. Meng Sinian obviously had something to say to Shen Zhiyi, but he opened his mouth again and again, but still couldn't come out. In the end, he just said: "I'm sorry!"

Shen Zhiyi was a little troubled and irritable now. She didn't know how to face Meng Sinian, so she turned around and walked resolutely to her car.

Meng Sinian wanted to reach out and grab the corner of Shen Zhiyi's clothes that was gently lifted by the wind, but in the end he failed.

Just like his heart, empty!

He had many opportunities to choose to kill Shen Zhiyi, and he also died so that they could be together forever, but in the end he did not choose to do so.

Even he himself didn't know the reason, he just had an inexplicable intuition that if he really did this, he and Shen Zhiyi would never be able to do it again.

He didn't know if this intuition was correct, but once he had some crazy thoughts, his heart would cramp, and he finally chose to trust his body.