We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

Zhou Han was lying on the bed in the rented house, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, the bloody clothes had been thrown away, he was afraid that Guan Shutong would ask if he found out.

But it's past four o'clock now, why hasn't he come back yet?Does it take so long to make a transcript?

He really couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to make a phone call, but he always felt that it would be safer to go directly to the police station.

He was about to go out after getting dressed, when he opened the door, he saw a figure standing at the door, he was shocked, and he took a closer look, it was Guan Shutong.

"You... are back..."

In fact, Guan Shutong stood at the door for a long time, but never went in.

He didn't know how to face Zhou Han, and he didn't know what to say to him.

Zhou Han saw that he was still in a bad mood with his head down, thinking that the police station had been wronged, and asked with concern, "Why are you still so sad when you come out?"

He put his arms around his shoulders, dragged him into the room and closed the door, let him sit on the bed, poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, "Is it because I haven't eaten all day and I'm hungry, or I... "

Zhou Han was halfway through talking when he suddenly thought of where to get food in the middle of the night?

"no need."

Guan Shutong gently tugged Zhou Han to sit next to him, and suddenly embraced Zhou Han's thin shoulders in his arms.

"You—" Zhou Han didn't expect him to hug him like this, and so suddenly.

Did he know that he almost committed suicide to save him today?moved?

"would you like……"

Seeing that he had spoken halfway, Zhou Han kept waiting, but he didn't say anything after waiting for a long time, so he had to ask, "What do you want?"

"Willing to..." Guan Shutong couldn't say it, he still didn't dare.

He clearly knew that Zhou Han didn't like him, so he would definitely be rejected. How dare he ask the question, and if he didn't ask, he could still be friends. If he asked... maybe he wouldn't even be a friend.

Zhou Han saw that he still didn't say anything, so he simply didn't ask. He actually had something to say, so he opened his mouth first, "Well...maybe we have to separate for a while, we've been a little too close lately, and many people have misunderstood it. , In fact, we two are just ordinary friends, we can still be good friends apart.”

"No." Guan Shutong's voice suddenly became firmer, and finally he no longer hesitated, "I don't want to separate, I want to take you away!"

"Walk?"

Guan Shutong hugged him even tighter. He remembered what Wu Chen had said to him, and Song Zhixi's harm to Zhou Han, but he was so weak, what other options could he have besides taking Zhou Han to escape?

"Come with me, stay away from here."

Zhou Han was not in a hurry to reject him, but asked, "Where are you going?"

"Jiangnan, my hometown."

Guan Shutong is a child who grew up in a small town in the south. His family was poor and he had low self-esteem since he was a child. Finally, his parents put together things to get him to go to college, but he still couldn't find a job after graduation.

In despair, it was Zhou Han who saved him.

Maybe Zhou Han didn't know what his act of taking in meant to him at that time, but Guan Shutong has always remembered clearly over the years that it was Zhou Han... for the first time, who let himself live in the sun.

He didn't know when he fell in love with Zhou Han, maybe it was before he met Song Zhixi, maybe it was after, but no matter when, he never had any extravagant thoughts.

"Jiangnan..." Zhou Han had never traveled far since he was a child, and he was born and raised in the north, so his face was a little perturbed and embarrassed.

The Zhou family's influence actually only expands in the north, and seldom sets foot in the south, because the entertainment industry in the south is newly developed, and their Zhou family has not had time to get involved.

And because the southern entertainment industry is underdeveloped, many people there may not know celebrities like Song Zhixi.

"I know that there is no influence of your Zhou family in Jiangnan, so Song Zhixi can't control it, but you may feel a little uncomfortable, I'm afraid you will..."

"I'll think about it."

Zhou Han slowly pushed Guan Shutong away. He was afraid of the unknown environment, but he also knew that only in this way could he escape Song Zhixi completely.

"There is a kind of flower in my hometown, called camellia, which is very beautiful. I want to show you there."

"Hmm..." Zhou Han replied in a very puzzled manner, "But I... only like cherry blossoms..."

"It's okay..." Guan Shutong skipped the topic and continued, "Anyway, my job here is also cold, so go find another job in another city, and I will definitely not let you starve to death."

Zhou Han fell on his back, fell on the bed and stared at the simple chandelier on the ceiling, smiled and said, "I seem to have a bit of an epiphany today..."

He was thinking about something while he was lying in the hospital.

"I used to really think that I would have nothing to worry about in my life. When I had money, I could do everything so I wouldn't be bored. But when I had no money... I couldn't do anything, so I felt that life was really boring."

"You?" Guan Shutong turned his head to look at Zhou Han who was lying behind him, as if the feeling was really different from before.

"Old Guan... It's fine to leave here. In fact, I have long thought about leaving Song Zhixi completely and going directly to a place where he can't find me and I can never touch him. This is the easiest way, but... ..."

"But I don't want to." He lay down on his back, probably to prevent the tears from flowing down, but he could stop the tears, but he couldn't stop the change of voice.

"Do you think I'm stupid..." Zhou Han choked with sobs. He didn't dare to say the knife in his heart. Although he did it himself, it was Song Zhixi who moved the knife to his chest and forced himself to stab it.

"..." Guan Shutong looked at him silently, his expression should be more sad than Zhou Han's.

It’s just that Zhou Han didn’t look at him, he continued to stare at the ceiling and said, “No matter how reluctant you are, you can fight for something that doesn’t belong to you, even if you kneel down and beg for it...you can’t get it, or you can’t get it..."

"I really give up...I want to forget him." The tears still slipped from the eyes, fell on the bed, and smeared.

Guan Shutong saw his tears. Before, he would never say anything to hurt Zhou Han, but today, he didn't want to lie.

"He doesn't love you, and he never will."

"Yeah——" Zhou Han suddenly sat up from the bed, looked into Guan Shutong's eyes, smiled vigorously, and wiped away his tears, "Go, I'll go with you."

"Leave tomorrow."

(Here, let me explain that even though it is already four in the morning, it is still counted as a day with stabbing a knife, and tomorrow is counted as a sleep.)

……

The injury on my hand is getting more and more painful, especially late at night when there is no one around, when everything around is quiet and I am alone in the whole room, it hurts the most.

The floor of the office was still dripping with blood, which had dried up and turned black before he could clean it up.

Maybe I accidentally locked the door when I went out in the afternoon, and the cleaning can't come in, so I can't clean it.

Song Zhixi took a few pieces of paper, dipped them in some water, squatted down and wiped off the blood little by little.

"He is really, that important..." He repeated this sentence in a low voice while wiping. These days, he has asked many times, although Zhou Han did not answer.

But there is no need for him to answer, the answer... is already very clear.

Song Zhixi's cold and handsome face was covered with a thick layer of frost. He kept reminiscing about the two people's mutual torture over the years. He never thought that one day, he would use a knife.

【You obviously love him very much. 】This is what the doctor said.

[Deceiving myself...Of course I'm tired. ] These are Wu Chen's words.

[If...you really fall in love with Zhou Han...] These are Bai Jiuruo's words.

Why do this group of people... have to say that, where did they find out that they love Zhou Han? !

For so many years, he has endured humiliation for so many years!He forced himself to act, to become hypocritical, to become the person he looked down on the most, he climbed up like a dog, no matter how others laughed at him, no matter how hard he was, as long as he thought of— —

Thinking that as long as he climbed to the top, he could get a divorce, and he would never have to see the person who dragged him into the abyss again...

He obviously did it, but why! ! !

Why... that knife felt as if it had been pierced into my chest, the pain at that moment was more painful than all the pains I had suffered in these years... it hurt.

Regardless of the pain in his hand, he lit a cigarette and smoked one after another, clearing the ashtray many times until dawn.

He didn't sleep all night and was a little sleepy. It was not time to go to work. He didn't want to sleep in the office, so he drove home.

But what he never expected was that there was already someone standing at the door of the house.

He thought it was Zhou Han, so he sped up the car and drove in to see, no, it was Wu Chen, who was much taller than Zhou Han.

Song Zhixi's home is the wedding room where he married Zhou Han. It is a small two-storey villa in the suburbs, with an average size and a large yard with a parking space.

He parked the car and got out of the car, and asked Wu Chen who followed, "How do you know about my house?"

Wu Chen had never been to his house, this was the first time.

He looked around, the yard was very beautiful, full of pink cherry blossoms, and it was the season of cherry blossoms blooming, with the wind blowing, they were blowing up one after another.

"Ask, it's not like I don't have a long mouth." Wu Chen said casually.

Song Zhixi took out the key and opened the door of the back room. The room was clean and tidy, the decoration was very simple and elegant, and the European style looked very stylish.

Wu Chen walked in and found that there were no expensive decorations inside, it was very plain and had no special features, but there was one place that was quite eye-catching.

It was an exhibition cabinet in the corner of the living room, and it was filled with all kinds of handicrafts.

"I rely on 2333 mother? This figure is not cheap, you bought it or Zhou Han bought it?" Wu Chen quickly walked over and stood in front of the exhibition cabinet, opened the door, and took out the figure in the middle.

Song Zhixi didn't even look at it and said directly, "Zhou Han."

"There are also SOB dolls, deformed silver, windy and barren...? These models are all in the six figures, Zhou Han really deserves to be a rich second generation!"

Song Zhixi didn't believe that he came to his house for a visit. After all, he hadn't thought about visiting in all these years, so there must be something wrong with his sudden visit.

But before he had time to continue asking, Wu Chen kept tinkering with Zhou Han's "inheritance" and said, "You said you were divorced, why didn't you lose it?"

"..." Song Zhixi sat on the sofa in the living room and didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "What's the matter with you?"

[The author has something to say: If you like it, ask for some support, otherwise it seems to be in a stand-alone game. 】