Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Song Qing put away her shy expression, glanced at Shen Yuguan, and smiled politely, "You're not bad either."

Shen Yuguan is a born clothes hanger, even if he wears a sack on his body, he will be asked which brand it is, so ingenious.

Shen Yu glanced at Song Qing, Song Qing's lips were slightly raised, and her eyes glanced around casually, seeming to be happy.

Shen Yu Guan asked: "Do you like this festival very much?"

Song Qing said, "It's okay."

Shen Yuguan said: "You look very happy."

Song Qing was indeed very happy, the festive atmosphere was strong, and everyone had smiles on their faces, which made people feel happy together.

"I just haven't had a holiday in a long time."

Shenyu Guan froze slightly.

Song Qing smiled: "It has nothing to do with you, don't take your seat."

He stooped down and bought a bunch of yellow Gelan, took off one flower and imitated the movements of the locals, threaded it on and hung it by his ear.

Since the glands were removed, Shen Yuguan rarely smelled such a strong fragrance, "What kind of flower is this?"

Song Qing explained: "Huang Gelan, a unique flower in Chunling." He took out one and handed it to Shen Yuguan, half curious and half tentative, "Will you wear it?"

"No..." Shen Yuguan instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he saw the curiosity in Song Qing's eyes, he immediately raised his hand to take it, "Okay."

He separated the cotton thread from the root of Huang Gelan and put it on his ears, the aroma seemed to be stuffed directly into his nose, the breath was full of sweet and fruity aroma, Shen Yuguan couldn't bear it.

Song Qing's eyes darkened, she leaned closer to Shen Yuguan, and sized him up carefully, as if trying to see through him, he frowned slightly, "Are you really Shen Yuguan?"

Shen Yuguan: "Huh?"

"You never wear these things." Song Qing said, "Except for your ruby ​​ring."

Shen Yuguan hated wearing this type of decoration, so even their wedding rings only stayed on Shen Yuguan's ring finger for a short time on the wedding day.

Shen Yuguan was silent for a while, then turned around and bought a bunch of yellow Gelan from a small stall, and hung it all over his wrists, earlobes, and neck.

Song Qing stared round her eyes, "What are you?"

"Ah chirp—" Shen Yuguan sneezes non-stop, stimulated by the aroma, and said intermittently, "As long as you like it, I'm willing to wear anything."

Song Qing couldn't help complaining, "Why are you so naive?"

This kind of behavior, it is estimated that even Lianfu can't do it.

"Yes—ah chirp—"

Song Qing said helplessly, "Hurry up and take it."

Although Shen Yuguan was unwilling, but under Song Qing's insistence, and because he really couldn't stand the strong fragrance of Huang Gelan, he took off all of them reluctantly.

After the sacrifice ceremony, the highlight of the Holy Mu Festival began. The passers-by on the street took out a face-sized basin in the same way, scooped up the clear water prepared in advance on the side of the street, and poured it on the people around.

In the beginning, everyone just poured water on people they were familiar with, but no one knew who started it, and everyone scooped up water and splashed it on everyone, regardless of whether they were acquaintances or strangers.

Laughing and laughing in the sunshine, with enthusiasm and expectation, every drop of water carries the hope for the coming year.

Song Qing was drenched by passers-by, while Shen Yuguan was outstanding in appearance and received the most blessings. It can be seen from the fact that her hair is covered with yellow Gelan petals.

Shen Yu watched and said, "Song Qing—"

"Huh?" Song Qing turned her head, looking over in confusion.

Shen Yuguan splashed water at Song Qing with both hands, Song Qing didn't have time to hide, she caught it firmly and thoroughly, the water dripped out of the small puddle.

Taking advantage of this, Shen Yuguan leaned forward suddenly, and put his white lips in front of Song Qing's eyes, only a step away from Song Qing's nose. He slightly raised his jaw and brushed Song Qing's smooth forehead, "I put My blessing is also given to you, I hope you will have no more suffering in the days to come, and be safe and happy."

When the words fell to the ground, Shen Yuguan retreated.

Song Qing was still a little dazed, the warmth on his forehead turned into coldness the second he touched the air, and disappeared, Song Qing couldn't even tell whether it was his illusion or not.

"You just-"

Shen Yu looked back at him, "I just now?"

Did you kiss me—

"Forget it, it's nothing." Song Qing couldn't ask, "Don't get so close to me next time."

Shen Yuguan walked with his head down, suddenly smiled and said, "I'm really lucky today."

Song Qing paused, "Why do you say that?"

Shen Yuguan: "Because you are in a good mood."

Song Qing was confused, but he was not interested in getting to the bottom of it.

There is no chance, another round of splashing water hits.

When the water splashing stopped, Song Qing was already wet as if she had just been fished out of the water, and Shenyu Guan was not much better.

Song Qing's bright red skirt stuck to her body after being exposed to water, and it became thin, and any traces on her body could be easily seen.

So when Shen Yuguan inadvertently swept across Song Qing's waist and abdomen, he was robbed of all eyes by a scar, and the smile that had been hanging on the corner of his lips slowly swayed.

The scar was across the center of the lower abdomen, and the flesh-colored tumor was turned out. It was horrifying, and just looking at it was already shocking enough.

Shen Yu's neck seemed to be strangled by someone.

He knew that Song Qing's birth cavity had been removed, but he only knew it, so when he saw the scar with his own eyes, he could truly feel how much Song Qing had paid.

The blood in his whole body became cold and solidified.

Shen Yu wanted to touch it, but his fingertips were stuck in the air. He took a few breaths before asking, "Does it hurt?"

Song Qing was puzzled, he followed Shen Yuguan's gaze and understood.

He covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and said calmly, "I forgot, it's been a while."

It's impossible to forget, but the pain has passed, and Song Qing doesn't want to remember it.

It's like Shen Yuguan's ruthlessness towards him, slowly being eaten away by the shy face sticking to his side, those memories that would turn over and over in pain once touched, Song Qing tried it, and dared not touch it again.

Tsk, he is a typical example of remembering to eat but not to fight.

Song Qing couldn't help but spurn herself in her heart.

[The author has something to say]: Thank you Curly for your reward~