The president is committing suicide

The room was quiet and silent, and Ding Jiaying lay quietly on the bed.

He walked over step by step and sat gently on the edge of the bed.

The person on the bed moved, hesitated for a moment, and then lay down again.

"It's a pity that President Shen doesn't become a thief. What do you think?"

Shen Cong frowned: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Ding Jiaying really wants to say thank you for allowing me to have a good insight into every breath at night.

"You answered questions irrelevantly and learned to play dumb."

"You and I are a couple, just ask the front desk to give me a card."

"Oh, so casual, I'm going to file a complaint."

"It's useless. I have my marriage certificate with me. It's legal and legal."

They could still engage in a verbal battle, but the difference in physical strength was so great that Ding Jiaying felt there was no way she could kick the man out of the room.

"If President Shen is short of money, I don't mind paying for another room for you." Ding Jiaying was about to get up and call the front desk.

Shen Cong pushed the man down with a big hand: "Don't waste your time. It's snowing heavily tonight, and all the rooms on the mountain are full. I wanted to upgrade your room just now, but it's sold out."

Deceiving.

This guy had asked Han Jingke to come and discuss something, so how could he not ask Luo Yan to arrange a place for him to stay? Even if there was no room, he would find a way to make room for him.

"I didn't plan to stay, I just wanted to go back. But things didn't go as planned, so there was nothing I could do."

It was a complete conspiracy, Ding Jiaying became alert.

Shen Cong would not do anything without a plan, and Luo Yan would never fail to check the weather forecast.

Ding Jiaying said coldly: "You can sleep on the sofa or on the floor, it's your choice. Stay away from me."

I thought it would take some more talking, but Shen Cong had already obediently taken off his coat and lay down on the sofa.

He closed his eyes and said nothing, his breathing became steady, as if he was about to fall asleep soon.

Ding Jiaying looked at his face and felt it was a bit unfair.

That feeling of grievance came up again.

How can a big liar who hurt himself sleep peacefully? And Ding Jiaying, you are such a loser, and you are still suffering from insomnia and heartache.

Look, this person is completely heartless.

She was pretending to be strong and fierce, and would curse herself in her heart whenever she noticed herself having the slightest tendency to argue for Shen Cong.

She should have been as cold as a stranger and kicked him out instead of keeping him in the room.

In the past, as long as two people were together, whether they were happy or quarreling, it seemed that they would roll together soon.

Sometimes the angrier we are after an argument, the more violent things we do.

Love affairs seem to be an antidote and also a sugar pill.

She has not forgotten the physical intimacy, but now thinking back on the temperature makes her feel cold all over.

All that intimacy and those looks were fake, so scary.

She wanted to look at the snow outside the window to distract herself.

Some of the lights in the ski resort were turned off, and the light from the remaining tall lamp poles depicted the falling snow at night.

Unfortunately, we have to wait until tomorrow, and tomorrow we probably won't be able to drive our car. The hotel will arrange a car to take everyone down the mountain.

Shen Cong seemed to have fallen asleep, and Ding Jiaying quietly opened the floor-to-ceiling window.

There was already a thick layer of snow on the small table and chairs on the balcony. She went up barefoot and shivered with the cold, which made her mind particularly clear.

She opened her hands, and the snow wind passed through her fingers, freezing her limbs and bones.

She felt light, her skirt fluttering, and it seemed as if she was the only one standing high between heaven and earth, overlooking everything that was white and everything that was dark.

In the middle of this cold and quiet world, she doesn't need to think about anything. Nothing is the best.

She moved forward step by step, feeling the simple happiness she hadn't felt for a long time.

He walked to the balcony, stood on a chair, and was about to stand on the table, swaying.

The knock on the door came so suddenly, and the person knocking was so rude and his voice was so anxious.

Ding Jiaying originally didn't want to pay attention to it.

But when Xiao Mimi's voice came, she couldn't ignore it.

Passing by the sleeping Shen Cong, Ding Jiaying rolled her eyes at him.

Ding Jiaying opened the door and saw the waiter and Xiao Mimi standing outside, both looking anxious.

"what happened?"

"I should be the one asking you what's wrong. You didn't even answer the phone."

Seeing her dissatisfaction, the waiter whispered, "Mrs. Shen, your husband ordered a nighttime room service, but no one has opened the door."

Ding Jiaying explained: "I just fell asleep. There's no need to make such a fuss."

Xiao Mimi asked the waiter to leave first: "It's all right here, you can go back first."

She then pushed the dining cart into the room, but Ding Jiaying suddenly remembered that Shen Cong was still inside and blocked him outside the door.

"I'll just take the things in, you go back to sleep."

Xiao Mimi refused and held her hand tightly: "The person who delivered the meal went to our room first. I saw that he couldn't knock on your door, so I called you but you didn't answer. Now you are barefoot and cold all over, and you tell me everything is fine?"

Ding Jiaying said nothing.

"Don't I know you have insomnia? How is it possible that you are asleep now? What are you doing?"

She was afraid she would do something stupid, but she couldn't utter those words.

Ding Jiaying reluctantly opened the door and let her come in to see: "He's here, what can I do?"

When Xiao Mimi saw Shen Cong, she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth: "Did he use force? Should I call Amu to come and kick him out?"

Ding Jiaying felt that she should be happy in terms of her friendship. This guy didn't ask what the situation was like, he just wanted to make her feel happier.

It was like this before when she forced herself to accept her heart being with Shen Cong, and it was the same now when she wanted to kick him out without hesitation, all premised on whether Ding Jiaying was willing, liked it, and was happy.

Ding Jiaying hugged Xiao Mimi without warning: "Thank you. It's okay, he's just staying here for one night. We'll go back tomorrow and get a divorce."

"What? Divorce?" Xiao Mimi's heart, which had just been relieved, was lifted again.

"This is something I've considered. I haven't told my sister yet, so remember to keep it a secret."

"Okay, keep it a secret."

Ding Jiaying closed the door, but Shen Cong hadn't woken up yet.

She placed the food from the dining car on the table one by one.

Smoked salmon salad, roast beef salad, burgers, fried chicken, Greek yogurt, fruit platter.

Didn’t Shen Cong have enough for dinner?

She chose a seat facing Shen Cong and ate her smoked salmon salad slowly.

After eating, he stood in front of Shen Cong and looked down at him for a long time.

"Don't pretend, you ordered it, eat it."

Shen Cong opened his eyes and only saw her back.

His eyes were clear and there was no trace of sleepiness in them. His palms were slightly sweaty and he felt a little scared.

Just now, he saw her go to the balcony with lifeless eyes. He didn't dare to speak to scare her.

He used his cell phone to ask the front desk to quickly deliver the food, while he quietly watched her with trepidation.

Seeing her standing higher and higher step by step, if there was no knock on the door and Xiao Ruyi's voice, he would rush out and hug her.

Ding Jiaying lay on the bed with her eyes closed but still couldn't fall asleep. She could hear Shen Cong getting up and sitting at the table, taking out a knife and fork to cut food, and chewing with his mouth open.

Everything is so clear, as if the picture is right in front of you.

It turns out that when you are pretending to be asleep and there are people around you, your five senses will be so sensitive.