remarriage

*perfume*

After returning from her two-week honeymoon, Liu Xiyin also moved back home.

He helped me organize my study and found a bottle of perfume from the bottom shelf.

He opened it and smelled it, his face was a little uncomfortable, "Your perfume? It's almost expired here."

"Hey, I couldn't find this after using it a few times. I didn't expect it to be here." I was quite surprised, why did this perfume go to the study.

"You bought it?"

"My mother brought it to me when I went abroad. I haven't bought it. Didn't you buy it?"

Liu Xiyin looked at me, "I threw this away?"

"Throw it away." Anyway, it has been left there to accumulate dust for more than two years.

Today's Liu Xiyin is a bit abnormal, I don't know if it's because he remembered the old things, so I teased him, "You are so courageous, you still dare to keep the things Mom bought?"

"Anyway, you are not allowed to use this incense in the future."

"Why, you're jealous." I laughed.

Liu Xiyin snorted, I took it as his acquiescence, and felt a little distressed.

He suddenly said: "From now on, you can only buy from me, okay?"

I stroked his hair, then touched his face, "Isn't it the same before, you fool."

"You're stupid." He glared at me and smiled.

*Zhou Heng*

Zhou Heng came to the company to discuss cooperation. When it was time to get off work, I couldn't wait to go home, so I went down with him.

On the elevator, he suddenly said: "I heard that you and Liu Xiyin are remarried, congratulations."

When Liu Xiyin was mentioned, I unconsciously relaxed, "Yes."

"I was not invited to the wedding last time, so you can't forget this time?"

Zhou Heng and I have a lot of mutual friends, and it is inevitable that we will meet each other. He was still abroad at that wedding, otherwise he would have been invited.

"I won't do it this time. Take him out to meet friends another day. He used to be very afraid of meeting people."

Zhou Heng smiled, "Yes, I'm quite afraid of me."

I am embarrassed, he is not afraid of you.

"What do you like about Liu Xiyin?"

With a ding, the elevator arrived, and the sound of a car starting came from the garage. His voice was so small that I couldn't hear it clearly, so I turned to him and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Nothing." Zhou Heng shrugged.

When I was about to get in the car, he stopped me again and apologized to me.

"A Yuan, I'm sorry."

"What?" I didn't react for a while, so I asked, "I heard you have a boyfriend?"

"You know?" There was a little smile in his eyes.

"I've heard from Lao Zhang and the others these days."

I'm very happy, he is the only one I know who is still single.

But he suddenly said: "I went to look for you when I just returned to China."

"He told me." I don't know why Zhou Heng mentioned this matter.

"I also told him something about us."

I was silent for a while without asking him why he said this.

"I'm sorry, you should tell him."

"When I see him, I will."

I didn't have the heart to say anything else to him, I just wanted to drive home early and give Liu Xiyin a hug.

Although I have also told Liu Xiyin, but who knows what version it will become in other people's mouths.

When I divorced my husband, I had to listen to the story told by my husband's ex.

It's crazy.

*love letter*

It was still a little cold outside in March, but my heart was warm. I just received a message from Liu Xiyin.

[Tonight's soup is stewed by me, waiting for you to come back.I want to eat egg tart. 】

Nothing important, Liu Xiyin seldom calls me when I am at work, but only sends messages.

I told him that it's okay to call, but I may not be able to answer it when I'm busy. He said that the message can be read repeatedly, and it feels like writing a love letter.

Words have a strange magic power, you will guess the mood and expression of the other party when they write the words.

Thinking about the time of divorce, he also often sent me messages, did he read my replies repeatedly at that time?

I also remembered that when the university pursued him, I wrote a love letter to him, and suddenly wanted to write another one to him.

They drove home and bought egg tarts. After dinner together, they drank the soup stewed by Liu Xiyin.

A few of them watched popular dramas, and I went upstairs to the study to write love letters.

When I want to write, I can't write because I want to say too much and feel hypocritical.When I was young, I didn't feel embarrassed to write love letters, but now I feel a little hot.

I looked at the group photo on the table and gradually lost my mind.

Write what?

In the end, he still didn’t write anything, folded it up and put it in an envelope, went to the piano room next door, and put it next to his violin.

When I got to work the next day, I received a message from him: [I love you too. 】

The author has something to say:

Maybe I'm just trying to figure out the number of words

Love me don't be afraid!

There is also a sweet episode that I may have to read on Weibo, ahem.