Silent Confession

Xin Yi found a divorce agreement in the cabinet at home.

A name has been signed on the paper, the handwriting is very familiar to him, it is his husband who has been married for two years, Zhou Muhui.

Xin Yi stared blankly at the piece of paper, unable to recover for a long time, he sat down, with his buttocks on the cold wooden floor, which made him tremble uncontrollably.

Does Zhou Muhui want to divorce him?

But there was nothing wrong with their relationship, they were even chatting the last second, and his wechat records still had the other party's instructions.

"Eat well and don't run around."

Xin Yi blinked slowly, her gaze fell on the thin piece of paper, and she curled her hands up in bewilderment.

"Ding--"

The phone rang softly, Xin Yi seemed to be awakened, and turned her head to see the message from the owner of the handwriting.

"I'll be back in the afternoon."

Xin Yi let out an ooh as usual, and nodded again, only to vaguely remember that the other party couldn't see him. His heart was sore and soft, and he couldn't figure out more and more why Zhou Muhui wanted to divorce him.

"Are you going to the auditorium?"

He typed slowly, and asked the other party with anxiety.

Zhou Mu came back quickly, as if she was specially waiting for his message, Xin Yi looked at the little "go" on the screen, pursed her lips, and lowered her head sadly.

Before turning to this divorce agreement, he was happy.

Because Zhou Mu went on a business trip for more than a month, and just came back today, Xin Yi waited for him with hope for the stars and the moon, but never expected to get a divorce agreement.

He didn't reply to Zhou Mu, and even put the paper back to its original place. The moment the cabinet was closed, he seemed to have been knocked on the head, and he felt the pain dully.

He didn't know why, so he didn't know how to ask.

Xin Yi finished the afternoon class in a trance. His soul seemed to be split in two. One half was floating in the air looking at him indifferently, and the other half was blown out with the wind and was shattered in the air. , rolling in the dirt, just doesn't belong to him.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, people around were clamoring anxiously. The soft voices of the girls came one after another. With eagerness, Xin Yi saw them rushing out in groups, and realized that he should stand up too. You should also move.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the auditorium opens at 03:30, Qifang is coming soon!"

Being carried by the fragrant wind beside her, Xin Yi was stunned, and followed the crowd out.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, the auditorium was crowded with people. Xin Yi found a place to squat in the corner, looked at the crowd not far away, and silently lowered her head.

He didn't know whether to go or not. He hesitated and struggled, afraid of seeing the other party, but wanted to see the other party.

Zhou Muhui has been away for more than a month, Xin Yi misses him very much, the daily voice messages are not enough, he desperately wants to see the other party, touch the other party, he is overjoyed, but now he is shattered by fear.

He didn't dare to go, he didn't know how long the piece of paper had been there, and he didn't know when the man would take it out, and with his usual indifferent face, tell Xin Yi that we should divorce.

Xin Yi's eyes turned red when she thought about it, she pursed her lips and shed tears quietly.

Large teardrops fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces by a group of people. Xin Yi froze, wiped away the tears in a hurry, and raised her head in a daze.

"Why is there a hidden one here?"

The man wearing oversized sunglasses lowered his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Where to sign?"

"..."

Xin Yi was stunned and looked at him blankly.

Seeing his blank face, the man snorted, "Then you still want to take a photo together? You think it's beautiful."

"..."

His voice was as familiar as on the screen, but Xin Yi's eyes slowly fell behind him. The afternoon sun was strong, but the darkness was getting darker. The shadowed figure couldn't see the whole picture, but Xin Yi knew it was him.

Xin Yi wanted to cry again, tears welled up in his eyes, making him pinch his palm desperately,

Afraid that the tears would really fall.

"...Why are you still crying?" Qi Fang was stiff, and then cursed angrily in a low voice, "Playing hard to get, and trying to lie to me!"

When he said this, he unconsciously lowered his body, squatted beside Xin Yi, bumped Xin Yi with his arm, and rolled his eyes.

"Shoot, pat, don't cry!"

While talking, Qi Fang was looking for someone to take a photo, his eyes turned around, and he fell on the person standing not far away, his chin slightly lifted, and he called him.

"Brother Zhou, come and do me a favor."

Xin Yi's tears fell following these words, and he stared intently at the person who walked out of the darkness, with a grievance that he didn't realize, making the other person's gaze stop, and it fell on him silently.

"Take a better picture of me."

Qi Fang muttered and put on a handsome pose.

After the shooting, he wanted to get up to look at the photos, but unexpectedly a hand stretched out beside him, eagerly grabbing the person standing in front of them.

"Take another picture."

Xin Yi tugged at Zhou Muhui's clothes and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

They were still squatting on the ground, and the mottled face could be clearly seen from Zhou Mu's angle. The man paused for a moment, and took his hand holding the hem of his clothes.

"..."

"Brother Zhou!"

Qi Fang called him repeatedly in fright, squeezed between the two of them abruptly, and knocked away their exchanged hands.

But the next second he saw Xin Yi's tears, Qi Fang got stuck, and hurriedly snatched the camera from Zhou Mu's hand, and handed it to the assistant beside him.

"You give him a picture and send him back."

Qi Fang grabbed Zhou Muhui and wanted to leave, but Xin Yi chased after him uncontrollably. The man didn't turn around, as if he was waiting for him, the temperature of Xin Yi's fingertips was still lingering, he panicked and stopped crying, But in the next second, he staggered and fell to the ground into Zhou Muhui's arms.

"..."

There was silence around, as if everyone's breathing was still, but Xin Yi didn't pay attention, because his heart and eyes were all about his sweetheart.

The man held his waist with his hands and looked down at him. His eyes were as calm as usual, slightly revealing the slanted scar on his side face.The scar stretched from the cheekbone to the wing of the nose, obviously terrifying and ferocious, but Xin Yi was taken aback and reached out to touch him as if fascinated.

I miss him so much that I forgot the fear just now, and I just want to get closer to him, a little closer.

"Fool."

The man let him move, but there was a smile in his eyes.

After a while, Qi Fang finally came back to his senses. He looked at the two people in front of him in shock, and rushed forward again in a hurry.

"What's the matter with you kid?!"

Qi Fang scolded him angrily, not caring that Xin Yi was still crying, and said anxiously, "Go away, brother Zhou is very fierce, if you provoke him again, he will beat him."

His voice was not deliberately lowered, Zhou Muhui naturally heard it too, he turned his head and looked at Qi Fang expressionlessly.

Qi Fang was really in a hurry, Zhou Mu returned to the well-known "Don't get close to strangers", this kid is too courageous, he bumped into his brother Zhou again and again, when the time comes to provoke this fierce god again, really want to Being bullied, he couldn't beat Zhou Muhui again.

"..."

"...he doesn't hit people."

Xin Yi was grabbed by his arm and retorted blankly.

Qi Fang was suffocated by him and choked up, "What do you know?"

Don't hit people?

Qi Fang trembled, the first time he saw Zhou Mu coming back, the other party was fighting, and he didn't let go when he was almost disabled.

"You don't know him." Qi Fang rolled his eyes, and pushed Xin Yi to leave, "He doesn't recognize his relatives when he fights, you go away..."

"He doesn't hit people!"

Xin Yi, however, seemed to have been triggered by some kind of switch, and suddenly broke away from Qi Fang, and Qi Fang was stunned, looking at him like a little animal protecting a calf, looking at him fiercely.

He swallowed saliva reflexively, and saw that the other party opened his mouth, but the words he said were not at all lethal.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Xin Yi blushed, and scolded him with messy tears on her face, "Little man!"

Qi Fang lost his temper for a moment, and stared at Xin Yi with wide eyes, this kid doesn't know what to do, he obviously came to chase after stars, but he threw himself into his arms but sent him to the wrong person, and now he is still scolding him.

"My villain?"

Qi Fang was furious, "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs!"

He turned his head and left angrily, and a group of people around him hurriedly chased after him. He looked at Xin Yi who was alone as if facing a formidable enemy, and put the camera back into Zhou Mu's hand.

Their artistes are stupid, they can't tell that these two know each other, but they are not blind.

This kid obviously has an affair with their boss, and only if he is as stupid as Qi Fang can he feel that he is really chasing stars.

Xin Yi was hugged and sat under the flower table beside him, and Zhou Muhui wiped his tears in the darkness, blocking the glare of the light behind him.

Xin Yi's cheeks were full of tears, and his face was flushed red from the sun. Zhou Muhui touched him carefully and called him, "Go home."

Xin Yi sniffled, shook her head, and whispered, "No."

His tears seemed endless, more than the golden beans he dropped when he was a child. The man lowered his head, kissed the red tip of his nose from crying, and coaxed him unskillfully, "Be good."

Zhou Muhui is used to being silent, all these years he only wants Xin Yi to chatter by his side, when the child suddenly cries abnormally, Zhou Muhui frowns, but he doesn't know how to coax him.

"He said you."

Xin Yi buried herself in his arms, clutching the hem of his clothes and weeping, "He's so bad."

In the midsummer of June, the sun was still very strong, and Xin Yi's broken hair around his ears was wet on his cheeks. Zhou Muhui took advantage of the light to brush his hair, and seeing his aggrieved face, he couldn't help but lower his voice .

"I'll go back and scold him."

Zhou Mu pinched the back of his neck, "Don't cry."

Xin Yi shook her head in his arms, avoided his hands, wrapped her arms carefully around him, and hugged him tightly.

He really wanted to ask about the divorce agreement, but he didn't dare to ask.

Zhou Muhui looked the same as usual, he still coaxed him and vented his anger on him, such a good Zhou Muhui, why did he want to divorce him.

"I don't want to go..." Xin Yi lowered her eyes and whispered, "I miss you."

Cicadas chirped from the shade of the roadside trees, and the crowd slowly entered the venue not far away. Zhou Muhui didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he stroked Xin Yi's hair and said in a low voice, "Then you wait for me."