Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

When Song Qing was in Chunling, Song Qing had already prepared the documents required for registering. He didn't want Song Yan to run around with him, so he specially asked Li Yu to come over and take care of him for a long time the night before.

Li Yu agreed without saying a word, and stepped on high heels to the hotel early in the morning. Fortunately, the hotel was covered with thick velvet cushions, otherwise the entire floor would be filled with the sound of high heels rubbing against the floor.

After Song Qing explained some things that Song Yan needed after waking up, she went out with a file bag.

When she arrived at the police station, there was a huge crowd of people in front of the corresponding window. Song Qing took the number paper and sat down in the quietest corner, but the noise of happiness was still mingling in her ears.

There are all couples in front of my eyes, but he is alone, quite out of gregarious.

"What's your number?" Omega, who was sitting not far from Song Qing, looked at her number paper, and then looked at the thin paper in Song Qing's hand, but she couldn't see clearly, so she leaned over and asked road.

The omega is cute, with two small dimples on the lips, making people feel close to her. Song Qing was also infected. She didn't feel the slightest dislike for the omega's sudden strike-up. He generously showed the number, "57."

"Ah..." Omega showed a hint of discouragement on her face, and pitifully held up her number sheet, "I'm 68, I don't know how long I have to wait."

Song Qing comforted, "Hurry up, the number 40 has been called just now."

"That's right," Omega's dimples just disappeared, and he hung back obediently. He looked curiously at the empty seat next to Song Qing, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't your partner coming for such an important matter?"

Song Qing said frankly, "I'm divorced."

"Sorry..." Contrary to Song Qing's directness, Omega's embarrassment was beyond words.

Song Qing smiled gently, "It's okay."

Omega glanced at Song Qing's face, and found that he didn't care at all, and asked softly, "Is it hard work?"

Since he gave birth to the child, he has not lived a day in peace. In this situation, or after the husband has shared a part, what if he is alone? Omega couldn't help but sympathize with her eyes.

"It's not hard, she is very cute and well-behaved." When Song Yan was mentioned, Song Qing's voice softened several degrees.

But it was indeed as he said, Song Yan was very obedient since he was born, he didn't like to cry or make trouble.

"I'm envious!" Omega said bitterly, "Our family's incarnate devil king, it's as if I owed him in my previous life!"

"What are you envious of?" Omega's alpha came back, carrying a large bag of snacks, he opened a bag of potato chips, and asked in front of Omega.

Omega rolled her eyes, put the potato chips in front of Song Qing, and scolded Alpha angrily, "Why have you been away for so long, I asked you to buy a snack, are you the one who bought it?"

"I'm sorry baby, I took a call outside by the way." Alpha looked at Song Qing shyly, and begged for mercy from omega, "I must go and come back soon!"

"Hmph, sit down!" Omega pretended to kick Alpha's calf, turned around and smiled shyly at Song Qing, "He just needs to clean up."

Song Qing was teased by the two, the corners of her lips were raised all the time.

In fact, he is also a little envious, this is what he can't hope for.

When it was Song Qing's turn, the sun had already risen to the sky.

That bright red badge landed on the household registration book, and Song Qing's lifted heart seemed to fall with a sense of peace of mind.

Walking out of the gate of the police station, Song Qing was about to take a taxi back to the hotel when an untimely WeChat message box popped up.

Doctor Xu: Have you returned to Shuangcheng?

Since Xu Che returned to Shuangcheng, the two had no contact with each other tacitly. When Song Qing came, she originally planned to tell Xu Che, but thought that she would go back to Chunling within a few days. After struggling for a long time, she finally decided to no more.

Just after Song Qing answered yes, Xu Che's voice call came over.

"Are you done?" Xu Che's voice on the other end of the phone was as gentle as ever.

"Correct."

"Are you free at noon, have a meal together?"

"I can…"

Xu Che joked, "Don't worry, it's just a simple meal, we're still friends, aren't we? You don't even want to see friends when you return to Shuangcheng?"

Let Xu Che say everything that can be said, Song Qing was defeated, "Then let Dr. Xu spend money."

Xu Che laughed from the microphone, "It's my honor, send me the address, and I'll pick you up."

After Song Qing sent Xu Che the location, she called Li Yu and asked about her situation.

Li Yu patted her chest to assure her that she would take good care of Song Yan, so Song Qing hung up the phone with peace of mind.

After a while, a black SUV stopped in front of Song Qing, the window was rolled down, revealing Xu Che's face.

Song Qing didn't recognize him at first glance, but Xu Che's appearance was very different from when he was in Chunling. His hair, which was originally a little long and fluffy, was shaved close to the scalp, like a well-shaped chestnut.

"Doctor Xu, are you going to become a monk?" Song Qing joked as she opened the car door.

"That's right." Xu Che stepped on the gas pedal, taking over Song Qing's words, "Common worldly things bother me, so it's better to become a monk and get quiet."

"Then I will burn incense and pray in the future, Master remember to give me a discount."

"[-]% off, no more, the master has to live."

Xu Che’s restaurant is on the top floor of the shopping plaza that Song Qing used to go to. Green bamboo overgrowths draw a sharp dividing line, isolating the hustle and bustle outside. Stepping into the door, a quiet atmosphere comes, wearing a white shirt and black tie The waiter, lead the way.

Directly opposite Song Qing, another waiter came out from the corner, stood upright, and did the same movements as the person in front, all leading the way.

The corridor is wide, and it is not a problem for three or five people to pass side by side, but Song Qing still habitually retreats to the edge first, making room as much as possible.

Xu Che stood beside him, and he could only retreat to Xu Che's shoulder. Xu Che was afraid that he would bump into him, so he took a step to support his shoulder, straightened it gently, and motioned him to follow the footsteps of the waiter.

When he came around the corner, a familiar scent hit Song Qing's nostrils, it was the ebony agarwood he smelled yesterday.

The aroma is not too strong, just wisps.

The perfume of this scent is a privately made niche brand. Song Qing liked it very much at the beginning, so she bought it at a high price and gave it to someone else. Unfortunately, that person didn't like to spray it, so it left dust in the corner.

And Xu is that this smell is too cold and niche, Song Qing has almost never met someone who wears this perfume, but yesterday and today, he met him twice, which inevitably made Song Qing a little strange, and wanted to see the owner of the perfume What kind of person is he.

Song Qing's eyes subconsciously looked around the corner, and a figure slowly gathered in his line of sight, and the moment it took shape, Song Qing was suddenly stunned.

It was a figure he didn't want to see no matter what.

Song Qing's body reacted first, stumbling back.

The figure was also stiff, but he reacted faster than Song Qing. After a while, he came back to his senses. When Song Qing was backing away, he took a big step, stepped in front of Song Qing, and turned his hands into With trembling claws, he grabbed Song Qing's shoulders, as if holding a treasure, and did not dare to let go for a moment.

The figure was a little terrified, but he couldn't help it. He whispered in disbelief, "Song Qing."

This deep and hoarse voice was like an unparalleled sharp sword, without any ambiguity, it instantly pierced into Song Qing's internal organs, stirring and stirring unscrupulously.

Song Qing's body trembled, her eyes were dazed, her face was full of fear, "Don't... don't touch me..."

The palm resting on the shoulder was like a hot iron, which made Song Qing bloody and bloody. There was no smell of ebony incense in his nose, only the disgusting smell of burning. Song Qing couldn't bear it, he couldn't control the sharpness Shout out, "Don't touch me!"

[The author has something to say]: Gan, I got stuck [Khan].

Will update tomorrow!No more feeling too cruel!