please divorce

After seeing Cen Ge, she was sure that she was indeed ill, and solved her most tangled place, but she still suffered from insomnia at night.

She suddenly recalled the first time she met Cen Ge.

Anxi was seven years old at that time, and during the summer vacation of elementary school, she was taken to play in the Cen's old house by her mother.

The old house was built halfway up the mountain, with its back against the mountain wall.

Grandma Cen was not in good health, so she seldom went out of the main building, so up and down the mountain was the world of servants and children. A group of children ran up and down the mountain every day, picking flowers and chasing birds.

It was evening when Anxi saw Cen Ge.

The sunset that day was particularly beautiful, and half of the sky was covered with red fire clouds, magnificent and magnificent.Anxi and another little girl sat on a rock and looked at the clouds.

Cen Ge appeared at this moment.

That day she was wearing a black T-shirt and black loose cropped trousers, revealing a beautiful white ankle, wearing short boots on her feet, a camera hanging on her chest, and a cap lowly on her head. She has long, straight black hair hanging over her back and chest.

Cool and handsome.

The orange sunset light in the distance fell down, coating her with a layer of warm gold, the lines of her cheeks were soft and delicate, and her lips were pink and tender.

An Xi looked up at her and was stunned.

Cen Ge raised her chin, revealing arrogant and indifferent eyebrows from the brim of her hat. She glanced at An Xi and the other girl, and said softly without expression: "Excuse me, I want to take a picture."

This was the first meeting between Anxi and Cen Ge, and Anxi would never forget such a meeting for many years.

Thinking about it now, Cen Ge was even less popular when he was a child, like a hockey puck full of barbs, radiating cold air all over his body, and he wouldn't let anyone touch him or get close to him.

As she grew up, she slowly hid those overly obvious cold thorns, and wrapped her alienation and indifference in politeness and gentleness.

And now, after her illness, she seemed softer.

Anxi thought again of the smile that Cen Ge raised his eyes when he was bending over to tidy up his things and pin up his long hair that was hanging down.

Gentle and lively.

Anxi pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and took a deep breath under the quilt.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone came from under the pillow. She took out the mobile phone, saw the message from Bai Yuzhou, and asked her when she would come back, and if she had a chance to make an appointment for dinner tomorrow.

It is now the morning of the second day.

After Anxi recorded the show, she was going to have dinner with Rose Castle and Cen Ge. If she left after eating, she would be home tomorrow.

After thinking about it, Anxi still replied: "I'm not sure, maybe the itinerary will change."

Bai Yuzhou sent a regretful emoji: "I'm going to join the group in two days, I don't know if I can see you for the last time before I leave."

Anxi: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a last side."

Bai Yuzhou: "Well, Dad believes in you."

Anxi threw her a white-eyed emoticon pack.

Afterwards, Bai Yuzhou exchanged work information with Anxi, some of them said nothing, and finally Bai Yuzhou said good night first, and she was going to sleep.

Anxi replied: "Okay."

As soon as he put down his phone and his mind was free, Anxi couldn't help but think about Cen Ge again.

In the dead of night, people's emotions and rationality will always suddenly become strange, so Anxi took out his phone again, and told Bai Yuzhou impulsively: "My ex-wife has cancer, and it's still in the terminal stage. She asked me to accompany her to dinner tomorrow."

Bai Yuzhou didn't sleep, and immediately replied: "Cancer, what cancer?"

Anxi briefly explained Cen Ge's situation.

Bai Yuzhou: "It's a pity."

Anxi thought, yes, it's a pity.Young, beautiful and rich. Although he has a bad personality, he is only less than 34 years old.

"Then you have an appointment tomorrow, remember to be gentle and spend time with him." Bai Yuzhou said, "Treat yourself to a poor patient."

Anxi: "..."

Bai Yuzhou: "Or you pity me, your lonely old father. I stay at home alone in the empty boudoir, waiting for you to come back and accompany me to make dinner."

An Xi: "You'd better go to bed early, there is everything in your dreams."

Bai Yuzhou: "So what are you thinking now? If she mentions tomorrow that she wants to forget the past with you and start over, how would you answer?"

Anxi: "Didn't she get terminally ill, and started over with me, didn't she deliberately drag people down?"

Bai Yuzhou: "... makes sense."

Anxi thought about it, and finally said: "Let's be gentle with her in the future, after all, she is... quite miserable now."

Bai Yuzhou: "So you really feel sorry for her?"

Anxi felt a little pity for Cen Ge, but at the same time felt that she was not worthy of pity.

Even though one's own condition is so good, but one does not take good care of one's body, and finally gets sick and procrastinates, it is one's own fault.

She didn't answer Bai Yuzhou's question.

At the end of the second day's recording, everyone made breakfast together, and it could end after eating.

Anxi was in charge of washing vegetables in the vegetable sink, and with the faucet turned on, she couldn't hear the voices nearby.

During the recording of the variety show, there will always be guests talking, sometimes talking to the camera, sometimes communicating with other people, Anxi occasionally can't hear clearly and doesn't care.

She poured out the small soaked potatoes from the vegetable basket. This potato was grown by the program group. It was not fully grown, and it was small and round. Once it was poured out, it rolled around, and several of them rolled to the ground.

Anxi knelt down to pick it up.

She suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why did the whole recording scene suddenly become quiet?

Holding a potato, Anxi raised her head to look in the direction of the director, but the director and the assistant director were not there.

Only the staff were staring at the side direction in unison, and even the other guests who were recording at the side turned their heads, stopped all movements, and stared over there in shock.

Anxi followed their gaze and looked over in doubt.

Over there is the courtyard gate of the recording hut. Under the stone wall, the door frame and eaves are made of logs.

The wooden door was open, and a woman in formal professional attire stood against the wooden door, while two other men in professional attire and several people in chef's uniform came in one after another with their hands full.

Anxi was also shocked, and stood up holding a potato.

At this time, she saw Cen Ge walking in at the end, the director and assistant director who had disappeared, followed behind Cen Ge.

Cen Ge obviously dressed up seriously today.

Black and white spliced ​​knee-length dress, with a tight waist, tall, long legs, straight shoulders and thin waist, looks like a model.She walked in the forefront of the crowd, with delicate makeup, cold eyes, eyes fixed, striding forward, setting off a sharp cold wind in the air.

Not like a sick number at all.

Cen Ge's cold eyes suddenly fell on Anxi, and his red lips hooked up vaguely, the coldness in his brows and eyes melted away, as if the frost had faded away, and the peach blossoms had fully bloomed with the spring breeze.

Anxi's fingers holding the potato suddenly loosened, the round potato fell on it, and rolled to the side of the yard.

The group of people who came in first walked to the door in unison, spontaneously put the things in their hands neatly, and then spontaneously stood aside, silently looking at the program team and the guests.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet for a moment. The director was afraid to break the silence and said, "Stop the filming for a while. Come and gather. I'll introduce you..."

Cen Ge turned his face to the side, and said lightly: "No need."

The director immediately waved again: "There's no need to come here, what should I do?"

Anxi withdrew her attention and picked up the potatoes that had rolled to the side of the road.

The sound of Cen Ge's footsteps getting closer followed closely behind.

Anxi held the potato tightly, took a deep breath, stood up straight, and said calmly, "Why are you here?"

Cen Ge stopped half a meter away from Anxi, only seeing Anxi: "Come pick you up."

There was a wind blowing from behind Cen Ge, carrying a light but enticing scent of perfume.

An Xi held her breath and walked around her.

"I don't need you to pick it up." She saw the entire variety show group looking at them curiously.

An Xi felt dizzy for a while, and his temper also turned up a little bit.

Cen Ge came to her so blatantly, did he really think that they were reconciled?

Anxi returned to the vegetable sink, rubbing the potatoes vigorously.

Cen Ge followed her, and looked down.

Potatoes are covered with mud, and when they touch water, they will turn into muddy water. Anxi's white and slender hands are soaked in muddy water, which is very reckless.

Cen Ge glanced at the female assistant at the side. The female assistant understood and immediately snatched the potatoes from Anxi's hand, and said with a smile, "Let me help you."

Anxi didn't bother to snatch it back, she washed her hands, turned and went into the house.

Cen Ge followed her.

Anxi went straight back to her bedroom. Both cameras in the bedroom were on. She turned them off one by one, then turned around, looked at Cen Ge with a serious expression, and asked her, "What exactly do you want to do here?"

Cen Ge paused for a moment, and her expression obviously became bewildered. She asked softly, "Should I not come?"

After she did something wrong, her cautious questioning reaction and expression made Anxi's stomach full of tough questioning all frozen in her stomach.

Anxi has always been soft rather than hard, and Cen Ge really grasped this point to death.

An Xi paused for a few seconds: "Yes, you shouldn't come. Mr. Cen, we are divorced, it doesn't matter anymore, but how do you want me to explain to the program crew why you came to see me? Are you condolences to your ex-wife?"

Cen Ge's voice was still very soft: "You can also say that I am pursuing you again."

Anxi was silent for a long time before she said that cruel sentence.

"Have you forgotten your illness? You are pursuing me now, why, do you want me to take care of the rest of your life?"

Cen Ge's face turned pale suddenly, as if someone had slapped her face on the spot, her body swayed for a while, and then stabilized quickly.

"That's right." Cen Ge forced a smile, "That's right...it's because I didn't think it through."

Anxi opened her mouth, wanting to comfort her, but held back.

Cen Ge didn't speak, and didn't leave, she stared at the floor in a daze, as if she was too shocked to recover.

The more Anxi thought about it, the more she felt that what she just said was not euphemistic enough.

After hesitating again and again, she still said: "I promised to accompany you to have dinner today, and I will definitely go. You don't need to mobilize people to pick me up...just send me a message."

Cen Ge's dazed eyes instantly regained clarity, and she understood Anxi's vague implication: "From now on, as long as I send a message, it will be all right?"

Anxi didn't want to face her face, nor did she want to face the compromise of losing her bottom line.

She hummed perfunctorily, and hurriedly said, "Go out, I'll pack your things."

Cen Ge's voice immediately returned to its former vigor, and he replied with a smile, "Okay."

After she left, Anxi sat weakly by the bed, not sure whether her decision was correct or not.

Could she be too soft-hearted towards Cen Ge?

Anxi only collected his things roughly, and then went out to finish recording the show first.

Cen Ge and a group of subordinates she brought stood aside and watched.

Usually when recording variety shows, there are many people around when filming, but only this time, all the guests present were very unnatural, talking, cooking, and even their expressions became awkward.

In the end, the recording of the program was hastily finished, and Anxi went back to the room to pack her luggage.

Halfway through packing, there was a burst of surprise and joy from outside, An Xi stopped and listened.

It was the delicious food brought by Cen Ge, which ignited the passionate thanks of the staff, and the originally tense atmosphere instantly became active.

An Xi quietly walked to the door and took a look outside.

Cen Ge sat on a high stool and watched from a distance as everyone ate snacks.

The hem of her skirt is irregular pure white, the long part is dragged on the dusty ground, and the short part reveals her calf like fat jade.

She turned her back to Anxi, and the fabric of her dress was stretched because of her sitting posture, drawing out the lines from her waist back to her hips.The ups and downs are graceful.

This woman is so skinny, she only has a thin waist.

Anxi retreated into the room and packed the few things into the suitcase.

Outside the house, everyone was sharing the small cakes and Cantonese-style dim sum brought by Cen Ge.

The location here is remote. To buy a cake, you have to take a half-hour boat ride and drive for half an hour.

The small cakes sent by Cen Ge are exquisite in shape. The fruits on them are fresh and delicate, with aqua color. The Cantonese dim sum is exquisite and delicious.

Unlike the ones bought all the way, it seems that they have just been made and freshly baked.

The director asked curiously, and Cen Ge answered politely.As expected, it was just made by the private chef in her castle this morning.

This answer caused exclamations from the surrounding staff one after another.

Rich people are just different.

Anxi dragged the suitcase out, and everyone had only eaten half of the food, and the staff's equipment was also confiscated.An Xi looked at her suitcase, suddenly embarrassed.

It looked like she couldn't wait to go.

Cen Ge walked out from the crowd, went to Anxi, took her box, and asked her softly: "Let's go now, or should we eat something before leaving?"

Anxi looked at the director, and the director said acquaintancely: "Go, go, don't share our food!"

Cen Ge came here by her private boat.The ship is brand new, with two floors, very expensive, docked next to the old fishing boat of the crew, it looks dilapidated and shabby.

There is a private suite belonging to Cen Ge in the boat, one bedroom and one living room with a guard. Although the space is not large, the layout is very fine.

Cen Ge put Anxi's suitcase away, and said, "I'll use this boat to take you out in the afternoon, and then you can rest in this room."

An Xi was taken aback, Cen Ge planned to take her away after lunch?

Is that reasonable?

She thought...

Forget it, she didn't think so.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Cen Ge said: "For you, no trouble."

After these two sentences, the two became silent.

Anxi is very uncomfortable, as if she has already turned against you irretrievably, but she is still in the same room with a friend who pretends to be reconciled.

Besides embarrassment is embarrassment.

I don't know if Anxi can eat that meal later.