please divorce

Anxi didn't speak to Cen Ge.

She didn't know why, but suddenly became depressed and anxious, and didn't want to talk to anyone.

After leaving the hospital, Cen Ge followed Anxi into the same taxi.

After getting in the car, An Xi hugged her arm, leaned against the car window, and looked out the window.

Xiao Miao was in the front seat, and there were only Anxi and Cen Ge in the back seat. The two were side by side, and Cen Ge was very close, with only a few inches between them.

Anxi forced herself to calm down.

She guessed her sudden change of mood was due to her upcoming mastectomy.She was about to lie on the operating bed, allowing a strange doctor to cut off a part of her body with a cold scalpel.

In such a situation, anyone would feel uneasy and anxious about it.

Just accept it.

Cen Ge had been paying attention to the subtle expression changes on Anxi's face, and found that Anxi had begun to calm down, so she said, "I'm sorry."

Anxi didn't know why she was apologizing, and she didn't want to ask.

Cen Ge slowly lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes cast a dark shadow on her eyes, she raised the corners of her lips, trying to smile calmly, but the actual smile was very forced and ugly.

"I've been wondering since yesterday whether there is really retribution in this world." Cen Ge's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he whispered, "I lied to you that I had stomach cancer, but you really got it in the end. got cancer."

An Xi didn't think there was a connection between the two, but she didn't intend to explain it for Cen Ge, even if she thought about it deeply, she actually felt that there might be some truth in what Cen Ge said.

She seemed to really owe Cen Ge something from birth, that's why when she was young, she gave Cen Ge the heart and soul like that.

"Xiaoxi," Cen Ge raised his eyes again, and looked at Anxi very seriously, "After your operation is over, let's go travel around the world together. I will quit all my jobs and spend the rest of my life just to be with you .If you want to travel, I will plan the route for you. If you want to work and act, I will help you discuss resources... Whatever you want, I will accompany you."

She tentatively put her hand on the back of Anxi's hand.

"OK?"

Anxi looked at Cen Ge's pale back of his hand for a while, but what he thought about was why Cen Ge's complexion became so pale, without any healthy blood.

After thinking about her complexion, she thought of Cen Ge's red eyes and her extremely thin figure.

From Anxi's first rejection of Cen Ge to the time when she was diagnosed with breast cancer, Cen Ge should have been tortured, otherwise her body would not have become so thin.

"Why do we torture each other like this?" Anxi finally said, "It's completely meaningless."

Cen Ge didn't quite understand the meaning of Anxi's words, and he didn't dare to expect what Anxi was going to say - let's stop torturing each other in separate ways, let's make up.

"I don't agree with reconciliation, you feel bad, but if you get close to me, I will feel bad." Anxi looked into Cen Ge's eyes, and said in pain, "Why do we do this? Why, don't you let yourself go?"

Cen Ge couldn't answer and refused to answer.

She gripped Anxi's hand even tighter.

For the rest of the journey, no one spoke.

Cen Ge booked a hotel room next door to Anxi, and she said that she would accompany Anxi back to China and also accompany Anxi for surgery.

Anxi didn't want to refuse in vain, so she just let it go.

When she got to the hotel, she closed the door, and she didn't open the door until she left for China the next day.

The three returned home together.

After getting off the plane, Cen Ge wanted to get into the nanny car of Anxi Company, but was stopped by Anxi.

"I don't want to be on the hot search with you again."

The previous explosive hot search popularity has just passed, and Anxi doesn't want to do it again.

Cen Ge took half a step back in accordance with Anxi's intention, and still explained in his mouth: "There will be no more such things."

Anxi hummed indiscriminately, turned and got into the car.

"The reason why I will publicly admit the past between you and me," Cen Ge said first, "is because Cen Xu has been threatening me endlessly with the things between you and me, and one day I will not be able to satisfy him, until He'll still expose everything when the time comes...and, I do owe you a public apology."

Anxi paused, but still didn't say anything more to Cen Ge.

She got in the car.

Xiao Miao followed Anxi into the car, and before closing the car door, she looked at Cen Ge.

Cen Ge was tall and tall, standing silently on the spot.

The lights in the airport parking garage were dim, and only half of her cheeks were illuminated, while the other half was hidden in the shadows. It was obvious that she couldn't see the expression in her eyebrows, but she could clearly feel the desperation and loneliness emanating from her body.

Xiao Miao suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

She thought that perhaps this President Cen was not as strong and terrifying as he appeared on the outside. After peeling off her gorgeous identity shell, she was just an ordinary woman.

Xiao Miao slowly closed the door and sat down by the door.

An Xi was in the last row, leaning in the corner, staring at the back of the chair in the front row.

Looking at Anxi who was also lonely, Xiaomiao couldn't help but ask: "Sister Anxi, why can't you make up with Mr. Cen? I see that you clearly...can't let go of each other."

Anxi moved her eyes, but did not answer Xiao Miao's words.

If she thought about it carefully, she didn't seem to be able to think of any reason.

The initial anger has subsided, and those grievances in the past don't seem to be so worth caring about. She doesn't want to reconcile, doesn't want to let go, maybe it's just because of that unwillingness.

Anxi closed her eyes, temporarily not wanting to think about what this unwillingness was.

After leaving the airport, the car went straight to the company.

Anxi told the company about her illness, hoping to apply for a one-year leave.

The company did not give an answer immediately. After all, a year is not short. For an artist whose status is not stable, one year is enough to wipe out all her enthusiasm and traces.

But in this kind of life-and-death situation, it is impossible for the company not to agree to a holiday, but before agreeing, it must first obtain sufficient interest guarantee from Anxi.

Anxi has already made the mental preparation that the company will change the contract first, asking Anxi to give up more benefits and rights, and sign for more years before agreeing to her vacation.

But the next day the company called, and the content was only a quick promise, and told Anxi that the company had bought commercial insurance for her, and all expenses could be reimbursed.

The change of attitude was so quick that Anxi had to think of Cen Ge.

But no matter whether Cen Ge helped or not, Anxi didn't want to care about it, and it was useless.

Her slender arms couldn't twist Cen Ge's long legs.

Anxi hung up the phone with the company, took the seafood porridge she had just bought, and walked back to the community leisurely.

Walk alone through the boulevard in the community, enter the lobby of the building, get on the elevator, and then get out of the elevator.

Unlike the quiet and empty corridor, today's corridor is quite noisy. There are three people and a pile of suitcases crowded in the opposite door of Anxi's house.

Those three people were very familiar to Anxi, and they were all Cen Ge's assistants.

Anxi stopped and looked at them.

One of the three was guarding the door, and the other two were busy carrying luggage into the house.

The chief assistant at the door saw Anxi, and hurriedly put on a smile: "Miss Lin, are you back?"

Anxi didn't respond.

In the silence, the sound of Cen Ge's high-heeled shoes soon resounded in the room, and he went straight to the door.

The chief assistant immediately backed away to make way for Cen Ge.

Cen Ge came out quickly. She changed her usual indifferent workplace style and wore only a knitted beige long skirt that reached to her ankles. The fabric was soft and hung straight down, highlighting her thin figure. She was intellectually elegant, cold and elegant. mild.

An Xi was taken aback, and almost didn't recognize Cen Ge in an instant.

She seemed too casual, too gentle.

Anxi couldn't help looking at Cen Ge's eyes, which still had the familiar cold brows, and the eyes were also full of red blood from not sleeping well.

Those eyes were focused and sharp, and when they met Anxi's gaze, the sharpness at the bottom of the eyes melted away, and a slight smile appeared.

She looked at Anxi, and nervously said unnaturally: "I've moved here."

Anxi was stunned for a moment before saying, "Oh."

Cen Ge saw the takeaway bag in Anxi's hand, with a huge word porridge printed on it, and asked, "Do you only have porridge for dinner?"

Anxi restrained her thoughts, tightened her bag and walked forward: "Yes."

She passed Cen Ge, walked to the door of her room, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and opened the door.

"Xiaoxi." Cen Ge said before she closed the door, "Are you free to have dinner together tomorrow? I've contacted the hospital for the surgery for you."

"No need." An Xi blurted out her refusal. She held the doorknob, and before closing the door, she suddenly saw Cen Ge's disappointed face, and stopped her movements.

Anxi didn't know why, she suddenly added: "I've already contacted the hospital."

Cen Ge's eyes brightened a little, and she smiled slightly: "Really."

Anxi nodded, and finally closed the door.