We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

buzzing-

The phone vibrated for a long time until the caller hung up.

The mobile phone is placed on the bar, Song Zhixi has been in this bar for a week.

For a week, the phone kept ringing, but he didn't want to answer anyone except Wu Chen's.

But this week, Wu Chen never made a phone call. Song Zhixi put down the wine glass in his hand and lit a cigarette.

He was not a proactive person, but he was very passive, but he waited for a week without any news, and finally couldn't help but dial Wu Chen.

"Where is the person you are looking for?" He asked straight to the point.

"I'm looking for it, you're my detective?"

Wu Chen was still in the hospital, he brushed Bai Jiuruo's long hair with his hands and said with a smile, "How can it be so fast, just wait."

Song Zhixi breathed out a puff of smoke in silence, and said for a while, "I don't want to wait any longer."

"Then what do you do? Or call the police and say your wife is missing." Wu Chen was joking.

Call the police?If he calls the police on this matter, the whole Internet will explode the next day, and he has already thought about the title——#影帝wife ran away from home, the reason behind it was#

Besides, Zhou Han left voluntarily, and even changed his mobile phone number without leaving any way to contact him. It seems that he is determined to draw a clear line with himself and never see each other again.

"Is there no news?" Song Zhixi asked again unwillingly.

"Brother, I have already said that I am not a criminal policeman, and I also asked someone to find it for me. If there is no news about that person, what can I do?"

"who?"

In fact, Wu Chen didn't ask anyone to look for it at all. He also thought that Song Zhixi would ask, so he had already thought of a way to deal with it, "You want to ask him in person? You can't trust me, do you?"

"No." Song Zhixi's voice sounded a little decadent, "I just don't want to... sit and wait for death."

Wu Chen noticed something wrong with his voice, "Have you been drinking?"

"Then what do you want me to do!" Song Zhixi suddenly growled and hung up the phone.

He casually threw his mobile phone on the bar counter, buried his head very low, and looked at the rising smoke in his hand, his heart was in a state of confusion.

For seven days, for a whole week, he has never been through such a difficult time. The crew urged him to go to filming, but he refused to go, and the company urged him to go back to preside over the overall situation, but he also refused to go.

He doesn't want to care about anything anymore, and he doesn't want anything anymore, what's the use of these, what's the use...

He silently took out the scraps of paper and read them over and over again. He also put together the pieces that could be connected together, so that he could see more complete words.

{Sometimes I really don't understand what kind of masochistic psychology I am.He either doesn't come back from filming every day, or he doesn't say a word to me when he comes back. He sleeps in the study room. I'll tear down the bed in the study room, so he sleeps on the sofa... Anyway, he refuses to share the same bed with me , even if you don’t have a sexual life, you can still hug me...}

{Today is his birthday, I made him a cake with my own hands, the beaten egg whites made my hands sore, but it didn’t bubble...Ghost knows I need to use an electric one, so I ran out and bought an electric egg beater, and fiddled with it It took me a long time to make the cream, and it tasted delicious. I didn’t expect me to be so talented~ But when I baked the cake, it collapsed. I wanted to bake another one, but he came back! !I had no choice but to spread cream on my crumbled cake and serve it to him, and then he told me that it was so ugly that he would not eat it even if he gave him money, and then he left again.I had no choice but to make another one, but I was afraid that he would still find it ugly, so I kept doing it, making the one I thought most satisfying and beautiful, and waiting for him to come back with joy... But, he has been did not return.Maybe I went to accompany Bai Jiuruo... I destroyed all the cakes, so it doesn't matter, at least I learned how to make cakes, and it's not completely useless. }

{Today I have a terrible cold, but I don’t want to go to the hospital. I want a handsome man to take care of me by my side. If I don’t take the medicine, he will get angry, and then he will gently touch my head and say to me, <Hanhan, be good~> Hahahaha, my imagination is really rich (laughing and crying emoji)}

{Hmm... I'm actually a bit embarrassed to write this article, but I thought about it anyway so I wouldn't be seen by anyone, so I wrote it.Last night... I had a erotic dream, and I was luscious. I dreamed that he was pressing on me... Ahem... I didn't want to write a little porn, but he made me so comfortable, but I woke up and found it was a dream , so uncomfortable~ I am also an adult and married, although I am still young, when will I be able to have sex! ! ! }

{Do I regret marrying him?It seems to be a little bit regretful, forget it a bit... I really regret it, regret it to death, why am I so stupid, he obviously doesn't love me-what am I insisting on, I want to divorce, but I can't say it.Anyway, he will definitely propose divorce to me sooner or later, and sooner or later, I am mentally prepared. }

{If I get divorced, I must not cry. I have never cried in my life. He is not worthy... not worthy of me... I can’t see clearly either)}

In fact, Song Zhixi has read these many times, and he can almost memorize them now. The more he really doesn't want to touch some things, the more he is addicted to them knowing that they are torture.

After a long time, he finally stopped watching. After taking his last puff of cigarette, he took his mobile phone and went to the front desk to check out, and then walked out of the bar.

This bar is very remote and there are no people there. The owner knows him well, so he won’t gossip about it. Otherwise, the media will know how to report it even if they know that I spend a week in the bar.

He still cares about his reputation and other people's opinions, otherwise he wouldn't have been so worried about Zhou Han's actions for so many years, and let himself be infamous for relying on his wife and eating soft meals.

But now-

……

After Wu Chen hung up the phone in the hospital, Bai Jiuruo couldn't wait to ask, "Will he be okay? He didn't drink much before..."

"Drinking...or smoking are his ways to relieve his depression. He hides everything. He is so tired and has too much self-esteem. He always puts shackles on himself...it's no wonder it's not bitter."

Wu Chen took off his suit jacket from the hanger, dressed neatly, and pushed down the silver frame, "Hey~ I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back to accompany you in a while."

"Why do you know him so well?"

Wu Chen had already opened the door and was about to close it and leave, but when he heard Bai Jiuruo ask himself this, he replied flatly, "Because... I know everyone around me."

Behind that secretive smile, everyone couldn't see what was going on.

"including you."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door and went out. He was going to stop Song Zhixi.

Although he said to ask Song Zhixi to call the police, he knew that he absolutely couldn't do this, but Song Zhixi would dare to do anything when he became crazy.

He might actually go to the police.

Song Zhixi would not drink at the company, and he would not go home, so he must be at the bar.

And which bar he would go to, Wu Chen knew very well, the nearest police station...Wu Chen drove there.

Hope he's betting right, if he does call the police, it's beyond his plan.

He simply waited at the gate of the police station for a while, and saw a black car with a familiar license plate number, Wu Chen twitched his mouth, and guessed it right.

Song Zhixi saw Wu Chen as soon as he got off the car, and he walked over wearing sunglasses. Although he was a little surprised that he would wait for him here, he didn't ask.

"Do you think I can block you wherever you go recently?" Wu Chen joked, "Although I don't reject good-looking Gong, but obviously I can't conquer you, so don't worry~ I'm not interested in you~ "

"What are you doing here!" Song Zhixi asked coldly.

"Of course I am afraid that you will call the police. Except for the news from the police, I can help you seal it up. Who is your wife, you divorced, and why did you get divorced? I can seal everything, but here, I am really powerless." Powerless."

"Then don't close it."

Song Zhixi wanted to go in, but Wu Chen hurriedly grabbed him, "Are you going to destroy yourself? Divorce, force no fault and even help your superior wife leave the house, causing her to run away from home and disappear. You wouldn't look so scumbag if you didn't pretend to be a spoiled wife and madman for those three years!"

Song Zhixi didn't listen, he couldn't listen to a word now.

"Do you think there are no media informants in the bureau? Can you stop being so childish? I've already said that I will help you find you. Don't worry. Give me another three days. If I don't have any news, you can call the police again." No?"

"Three days..." Song Zhixi stopped and turned to look at Wu Chen, "I can't wait for three days."

"Don't worry..."

"Can I not be in a hurry!" Song Zhixi suddenly yelled at him, "He is with Guan Shutong now!! When I think of the two of them sleeping together every day, I just..."

Hearing this, Wu Chen thought to himself, I've already slept in anyway, and it doesn't make a difference if I sleep a few more times, who is to blame for giving up my wife to someone else for the first time since you haven't slept in three years of marriage?

But he knew that he couldn't say such words to provoke him now, so he had no choice but to comfort him, "Well, two days... I know Guan Shutong's character may not move Zhou Han."

"He said it himself..."

Song Zhixi finally walked out of the gate silently. He returned to his car, put his hands on the steering wheel and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wu Chen followed in. He saw that Song Zhixi seemed to have figured it out, "You know that there is a scientific basis for the rotation of Feng Shui. Although it refers to luck, I refer to the calamity between you and Zhou Han."

"How much he has suffered for you, you have to pay back... He endured it for three years, can't you bear it for three days? Besides, what if he really likes Guan Shutong now, and you forcefully grab it back, How is it different from what he did back then?!"

Song Zhixi didn't speak, he lit a cigarette outside the window.

He has been smoking more fiercely these days, almost 24 hours a day, as long as he is awake, he cannot do without this thing and alcohol.

Wu Chen saw that he had lost a lot of weight recently, and his complexion was not very good, he was exhausted and decadent, not at all what a star should look like.

If you go on like this, you will really destroy yourself sooner or later.

"You know that Zhou Han is a face control..." For a long time, Wu Chen leaned on the armchair and looked at him with one hand on the side of the bed, "I advise you not to spoil yourself like this, it is not impossible to chase him back... the beauty plan , Shall I teach you?"

[The author has something to say: Someone said something to prove that I am not in a single machine]