Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

It was a good dinner, and it was so ridiculous that Song Qing felt embarrassed and said nothing all the way, and Xu Che was also silent in tacit understanding. The two walked side by side for a long way until they got out of the shopping plaza and sat back in the car.

Song Qing was still immersed in the reunion with Shen Yuguan, and the uncomfortable emotions flooded uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart. He closed his eyes in frustration and leaned on the back of the chair.

He doesn't love Shen Yuguan anymore, but he has to admit that Shen Yuguan's simple sentence of missing you can still easily pull his heartstrings. What he couldn't ask for in the past is so loud now opened before his eyes.

Song Qing let out a weary breath, and put on her seat belt. The person I'm most sorry for today is Xu Che. He asked him out for a meal, but he didn't eat the meal, and wasted half a day.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Xu, I made you laugh."

"It's okay." Xu Che didn't care, but felt that Shen Yuguan's assistant was very annoying. Just thinking about it made Xu Che's forehead throb with veins.

Then he seemed to think of something, glanced at Song Qing's face, pondered for a moment and said, "Is he your ex-husband?"

It goes without saying that "he" definitely refers to Shen Yuguan.

Song Qing nodded, not trying to hide anything.

"Your glands are also because of him?"

Song Qing's expression froze, and she said slowly, "Not entirely."

Not all or part of it is related to him. Although Xu Che is a beta, the information and education he has received since childhood is to respect and protect omega. Omega is like a flower in a greenhouse. It is beautiful but easy to break, so in In Xu Che's heart, Omega should be put in the palm of his hand and cared for carefully.

Xu Che didn't expect Shen Yuguan to be such a cruel and ruthless alpha under his well-dressed appearance, he couldn't help turning pale, and said angrily, "It's really nothing."

"Such a person, why did Bai Jun rush to him with all his heart?"

"Bai Yun?" Song Qing caught this name, coincidence?same name?

No, what Gao Lie said at the hot pot restaurant suddenly flashed in his mind.

It's not such a coincidence.

A hint of embarrassment for saying the wrong thing floated on Xu Che's face, and he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel one after another, and his voice fell and fell, "You should have seen it too."

Song Qing smiled and said, "I am fortunate to have met both sides." He sighed, "This world is really small."

Frost City is so big, he just came out to have a meal casually, and then ran into Shenyu Temple.

There are so many pet hospitals, he walked into one at random, and in the end he was able to get involved with Shen Yuguan.

Xu Che echoed, "It's really too small."

"You..." Xu Che seemed to think of something, looking at Song Qing hesitant to speak.

"how?"

Xu Che subconsciously grasped the steering wheel with his fingers, as if he was very nervous, "You rejected me? Is it because of him?"

The first words have been spoken, but the rest is simple, Xu Che poured out the words from the bottom of his heart, "He is going to marry my cousin soon, such a person is not worthy of your nostalgia, you must not be in a tree Crooked neck tree hanging, even if you don't like me, there are thousands of good men in the outside world."

Xu Che's eager roar made Song Qing laugh out with a 'puchi', and then she relaxed her frown, "It's enough to suffer once, and then you can suffer again and again."

When Xu Che heard it, he couldn't help laughing.

Time flies by, like loose sand that cannot be grasped, inadvertently lost through the fingers.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Song Qing returned to Shuangcheng for another purpose.

October [-]th, Song Yuan's memorial day.

This day, Li Yu didn't wait for Song Qing to call her, and came to her door on her own, and became a nanny, with such familiar movements that people wondered if she came out of that training institution.

Song Qing's eyes were slightly hot, and before he could be moved, Li Yu kicked him out of the door with a high-heeled shoe, "Don't play this game for me."

On this day last year, Song Qing was pregnant with Song Yan, and her belly was as big as an inflated balloon. No matter how much he wanted to go back to Shuangcheng to pay respects to Song Yuan, even Yan was stubborn and would not allow it. In desperation, Song Qing thought that he was indeed inconvenient to move, so he had no choice but to give up this idea.

The sacrifice was prepared the day before, and the online car-hailing car that had been reserved in advance arrived downstairs at the hotel on time.

It was a long journey, from the bustling urban area to the sparsely populated suburbs, after driving for nearly two hours, I finally arrived.

Looking from a distance, the aluminum signboard of Qishan Cemetery is particularly conspicuous under the blue sky.

The cemetery administrator was still the old man with gray and white hair. After Song Qing finished the registration, the old man handed over a white chrysanthemum.

Song Qing went straight up along the curved path on the side of the mountain, with saxifrage growing lushly on both sides, and colorful flowers blooming on the top of the green stems.

The cemeteries are neatly arranged and stacked on top of each other. Song Yuan's cemetery is halfway up the mountain. Song Qing glanced over and saw a tall and straight figure standing in front of the tombstone. Although it was far away, Song Qing recognized it at a glance.

It is Shenyu Temple.

Song Qing's footsteps faltered, and he had the thought of running away in a trance, but the thing in his hand knocked him away. He gritted his teeth and walked forward in silence.

Before it got close, the rich ebony agarwood couldn't wait to come with the wind.

Shen Yuguan lowered his face, against the light, Song Qing couldn't see his expression clearly.

There were many exquisite sacrifices placed in front of the tombstone, one of which was very similar to the one brought by Song Qing. Song Qing went to several stores to buy it.

"You're here." Shen Yuguan could only speak before Song Qing could speak first.

Xu was in front of Song Yuan's tomb, Song Qing didn't want to be too tense with Shen Yuguan, so she hummed softly.