We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

Zhou Han and Song Zhixi went to the crew together the next day, and filmed as usual.

Song Zhixi inadvertently observed the way Xue Xingchen looked at Zhou Han, and there was nothing unusual, but he still had doubts about whether he did it.

During the filming break, he went to the place where the incident happened that night. There was only a little dried blood left, and the body had already been disposed of.

But this matter will definitely not pass, and he will definitely investigate to the end.

However, Zhou Han's explanation was, "I offended a few protection fee collectors more than a month ago. It is possible that they found someone to deliberately retaliate."

Song Zhixi thought about it and it was possible, but he still waited for news from Wu Chen.

Before the production crew closed down, Song Zhixi dragged Zhou Han away ahead of time, seeing that they had no part in the scene, and took him to the place where he lived to pack his things.

In fact, Zhou Han didn't have anything to take. He wanted to go back mainly because he wanted to say goodbye to the uncle, after all, he had been taken care of for so long.

After entering the room and starting to pack his things, Zhou Han took out his suitcase and put some scattered small things in it.

Song Zhixi opened the shabby wardrobe, and suddenly a small black thing came into view, his body trembled and he took a step back, bumping into the stool behind him.

With a sound of "bang", the stool was hit by him in response. Zhou Han was still packing messy gadgets into the box, and looked back at him in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Zhixi hurriedly closed the closet, took another big step back, looked a little embarrassed, and didn't speak.

Zhou Han felt that there was something wrong with him, so he walked over and opened the closet for no reason and took a look. There were several shirts and T-shirts neatly arranged, but there was nothing there.

Looking left and right, he didn't find anything strange in the closet. After taking out those clothes, he still asked in confusion, "What did you see?"

"No……"

Zhou Han felt more and more that his attitude was very strange, so he checked the cabinet carefully again, and finally found a tattered spider web in the top corner with a spider crawling on it.

Insects in the south are quite big. This spider is about the size of a fingernail. Zhou Han was stunned for a second, then suddenly realized, turned to Song Zhixi and asked in surprise, "Aren't you... afraid of spiders?" Bar?!"

Song Zhixi became even more embarrassed when he heard that, in order to cover up his embarrassment, he deliberately attacked him, "Clean up quickly, don't talk nonsense."

"Sure enough~" Zhou Han leaned over and laughed at him as if he had discovered a new continent, "Hahaha, you are such an adult, and you are still a man, so you are afraid of spiders?"

"..."

"You shark people are not afraid... I really can't figure it out..."

Song Zhixi suddenly grabbed him, held him in his arms, and threatened, "Don't tell anyone!"

"Oh~ I suddenly had an idea, if I raise a bunch of spiders where you live, will you collapse?"

"Are you provoking my patience?" Song Zhixi looked at his weird smiling face, and his face turned darker.

"I'm just talking... don't be nervous~" Zhou Han still smiled strangely, "I don't like this thing very much myself, and I haven't gone so far as to deal with you~"

But in fact, I have already thought of all kinds of brain holes to deal with him in my heart. It is rare to catch his weakness, so I have to make good use of it!

But he was still very curious, "Why, you are afraid of spiders, is there any reason?"

Song Zhixi didn't answer him, nor did he intend to answer him.

Zhou Han guessed on his own, "Are you afraid of all these little reptiles, or are you just afraid of spiders?"

"Have you been bitten by a spider before?"

"Or a natural mental disorder?"

"..."

Seeing that Song Zhixi still ignored him, Zhou Han was bored after asking for a long time, so he broke free from his arms and continued to pack his things.

He said he would accompany him, but in the end he didn't help anything, just watched from the sidelines.

But when he finished packing and put the suitcase upright to take it away, he snatched it away, as if he wanted to carry it for him.

Zhou Han also let him carry it, free coolie, no need for nothing.

After going downstairs, Zhou Han knocked on the uncle's door, wanting to say goodbye to him.

The old man slowly opened the dilapidated and rusty iron door, Zhou Han hugged him before saying anything, and said in English, "Thank you for taking care of me for more than a month, I'm leaving."

The uncle is not tall, he only reaches Zhou Han's chest, he is still hunched over, and he doesn't say a word, he just pats Zhou Han's back, as if he doesn't want to give up.

"I won't be able to accompany you in the future..."

"Good boy..." The uncle's voice trembled.

Zhou Han let go of his hands and turned around to leave. After walking two steps and turning his head, he saw that the old man was still watching the direction of his departure. The lonely and crooked figure was imprinted in his heart. He thought again that the old man lived alone in such a dangerous place. Being helpless and being bullied by those unscrupulous people makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

He took another two steps and walked to Song Zhixi who was waiting for him not far away, "Can I ask you something?"

"You said."

"Send the uncle to a nursing home in Guangcheng, give him some money, and let him enjoy his old age in peace."

Song Zhixi said coldly, "It's better to stay here than in that kind of place."

Seeing his attitude, Zhou Han became angry, and couldn't help arguing with him, "You really don't have any sympathy, your heart is as hard as a rock."

"I am telling the truth."

"What's the truth, how do you know that you haven't stayed with me?"

"How do you know I haven't been there?!" Song Zhixi's voice suddenly rose a little, but he calmed down quickly.

Zhou Han sensed that something was wrong with him, worse than seeing the spider in the house just now.

It suddenly occurred to him that Song Zhixi said that he had no parents and grew up in an orphanage...but he didn't say anything else.

What has he been through before?

Could he be...?

"Can you tell me about your past?" Zhou Han wasn't curious either, he really wanted to know him.

"I do not want to say."

"Then what am I going to ask?"

Song Zhixi replied, "You don't want to remarry me, what's the use of you caring about my past?"

"Then you mean we have nothing to do with each other now?"

"..."

Zhou Han snatched his suitcase back without waiting for him to speak, "Then don't do any cohabitation, and I will give it to you for free. I might as well sell it, and make money."

Seeing that he was angry, Song Zhixi quickly stopped him, and softened his temper a little, "Don't go."

"You know my temper, right? Forgot this too?"

"I didn't forget..."

I can't forget this no matter what, I remember it deeply.

He remembered that even though the two of them had been married for three years, he had never quarreled with him, and Song Zhixi also knew that he was definitely not the kind of person who would subdue or bow his head or make himself feel wronged.

But he still suffered three years of grievances...

"Anyway, you either tell me today, or don't pester me, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future!"