After I divorced Slag Gong, I became a sea king [Rebirth]

The wedding date of the two was quickly finalized, and the parents of both sides also met and were quite satisfied with each other.

The wedding was being prepared in an orderly manner. The Han family was a prestigious family in Haicheng, so there were quite a few things to consider. Han Shicheng's mother personally took care of the wedding preparations so that Han Shicheng and Ling Xuan could work with peace of mind.

Han Shicheng planned to get the certificate with Ling Xuan first, and after the wedding date was set, he kept watching the date, but Ling Xuan didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and rarely spoke about the wedding and getting the certificate.

One week before receiving the certificate, Ling Xuan came to the company to find Han Shicheng and brought a prenuptial agreement.

Han Shicheng was puzzled: "Why do you suddenly think of signing a prenuptial agreement?"

Ling Xuan asked: "Isn't it necessary?"

Han Shicheng was a little annoyed: "I don't think this agreement will be used in the future."

Ling Xuan said: "This is to protect your and my future interests."

Han Shicheng said: "When I said I wanted to marry you, I didn't intend to leave a way out for myself. It wasn't any substitute you thought of, and it wasn't just for fun. I didn't have time to play, and I didn't have time to figure out your ideas."

He always speaks so badly, Ling Xuan has long been used to it.

Ling Xuan was helpless: "Han Shicheng, be more rational."

Han Shicheng said: "I can't be rational if you do this."

Ling Xuan could only patiently explain to Han Shicheng: "I don't think we will divorce in the future, so I signed this prenuptial agreement with you. On the contrary, I want to live with you for the rest of my life, so these things will happen when we quarrel. Issues that cause conflicts should be negotiated in advance.”

Han Shicheng asked: "Can't you imagine some beautiful things when you marry me? Quarrel? What do you think we will fight about?"

Ling Xuan said: "Look, aren't we quarreling now?"

Han Shicheng kept silent.

Han Shicheng's dog temper makes people angry no matter how you look at it, if it weren't for Han Shicheng's good looks, Ling Xuan would have turned his back and left.

He handed the agreement to Han Shicheng: "Take a look?"

In order to make their married life more harmonious in the future, Ling Xuan decided to take a step back.

Han Shicheng asked: "If I don't sign it, you won't marry me, right?"

Ling Xuan said: "Isn't this still in the negotiation stage?"

"I'm too lazy to read, let my lawyer come and talk to you."

Han Shicheng randomly rolled up the things on the desk, picked them up and walked towards the door: "I have something to go out, and I will let my lawyer come to see you later."

He just left without looking back, which made Ling Xuan half dead with anger.

The prenuptial agreement was finally signed under Ling Xuan's efforts, and the next step was the wedding.

After all, it is one of the most important things in life, and Han Shicheng was a little bit looking forward to it.

Just before the wedding, he suddenly received an ocean call.

There was no human voice on the phone, only a melodious and sad singing of a female voice could be faintly heard.

It's like an unspeakable feeling in midsummer night, hidden in the bottom of my heart, quietly blooming like a flower at night.

This is Zhao Ji's phone number.

Han Shicheng listened silently for a while, then hung up the phone.

The next day, Rao Anping came to Han Shicheng with a few friends.

"Mr. Han, do you know what you're doing? It's not like Zhao Ji won't come back, why are you doing this? Do you think that marrying a low-profile plastic flower will satisfy you in the future?"

After Han Shicheng blocked Rao Anping, he never contacted him again, and the wedding invitation was sent directly to Rao's family.

Over the past few days, friends have come to persuade him one after another, and Rao Anping was the first to come to block the door.

Rao Anping's scolding made Han Shicheng furious.

"I'm warning you, Rao Anping, it's not up to you to question me about what I do, and there are low-end plastic flowers, keep your mouth clean, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

When the two disagreed with each other, Han Shicheng thought that the passers-by did not try to persuade the fight, but Rao Anping took the lead.

"I'm warning you, Rao Anping, for the last time, don't babble in front of me!"

Han Shicheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his tie, turned around and walked away.

That night, after two months, he received another call from Zhao Ji.

On the phone, Zhao Ji apologized for Rao Anping.

"I'm sorry, Shicheng, I didn't know that Anping would be so impulsive. He was also worried about your impulsiveness for your own good."

Han Shicheng was still angry: "Come here on a whim and yell at me, and give me advice on my decision? Who is he?"

"He is so impulsive because he is really for your own good. Otherwise, why would he take the risk of offending you?"

The angry Han Shicheng couldn't persuade him at all, and Zhao Ji was far from Ling Xuan's patience and wit, so he had to hang up the phone in the end.

Not long after, Han Shicheng received another voice message.

"Shicheng, I regret it."

At this time, Han Shicheng's anger had dissipated. He turned on the audio, listened to it once, and then thought he had heard it wrong, so he listened to it again.

Behind the simple six words, Zhao Ji's thousands of thoughts and the agreement they gave up are wrapped. The background music is still the female voice in the silent phone call before, mellow and sad, and the words are unclear.

Han Shicheng was suddenly a little irritable.

"There is no medicine for regret in this world, I thought you already knew it."

"Yes, there is no medicine for regret in this world."

Zhao Ji told Han Shicheng what he had seen and heard in the past few months on the phone. The life in a foreign country is lonely. Zhao Ji is a person who can touch people's emotions. The stories he told seemed to happen by Han Shicheng's side. .

"Sometimes I wonder how nostalgia can last me for a few years, but when I think about it later, it's no longer nostalgia, but regret."

"Shicheng, if I fly back now, will you give up getting married?"

Han Shicheng asked: "Then let me ask you, will you fly back?"

Zhao Ji smiled softly: "You are really an incomprehensible person."

Han Shicheng said: "I don't have time to think about so many assumptions, and I will not re-choose the decision I made. Since it is regret and nostalgia, let him become nostalgia."

Zhao Ji did not respond for a long time, and it was not until Han Shicheng went to bed that he received a sentence of "I wish you happiness".

The wedding went on as scheduled, and after the gluey honeymoon period, the days quickly returned to normal.

Han Shicheng's work is very busy, Ling Xuan gave him endless tolerance and tenderness in his daily relationship, Ling Xuan never interfered in his life, even when Han Shicheng came home late, he would not say much.In private, Ling Xuan is clingy and asks for what he wants. In public, Ling Xuan is also very sensible. Han Shicheng never minds Ling Xuan coming and going in his company, and he will talk about career and work pressure in front of Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan and their home are his harbor.

In the first two years of marriage, Han Shicheng thought so.

It's just that there are too many ordinary days, and Han Shicheng feels that something is wrong - he always feels that there is something missing in their life.

He also didn't know what was going on. One time when he was having a gathering with friends outside, he talked about this topic. A friend who was also married said that it was because love became responsibility and family affection, or in other words, affection The foundation is too weak, and after the novelty wears off, life becomes boring.

"But it's too early for you, isn't it only a few years?" said the friend.

Among Xiaoju's friends, one played with Zhao Jirao Anping and others since childhood.

"Maybe Mr. Han still has someone else in his heart." The friend said half-jokingly.

Han Shicheng frowned.

He knew who his friend was talking about.

Except for the first year, Zhao Ji has been in contact with him, sometimes by sending him postcards, sometimes by sending him messages. Generally speaking, Zhao Ji does not contact him very often, but always when he is about to forget Zhao Ji. Brush a wave of presence in front of him.

These friends who were originally good friends with Zhao Ji, not to mention that Han Shicheng has gradually left the circle of friends in the past, but sometimes meet them on various occasions, and when chatting, Zhao Ji is always inseparable from them. topic.

While they lamented that Han Shicheng had left the social circle, they always regretted that Zhao Ji and Han Shicheng failed to enter the marriage hall.

Of course, they would not say it clearly in front of Han Shicheng, but the repetition of regret and nostalgia, coupled with doubts about marriage, made Han Shicheng a little confused.

He thought, could it be that what he felt wrong with Ling Xuan was really because he still missed Zhao Ji?

Han Shicheng began to waver. On the one hand, the passionate and loving married life he had dreamed of before marriage did not come true, which made him doubt whether he had made a wrong decision. In the process, he noticed that Ling Xuan's attitude towards him had changed a bit.

He couldn't tell what kind of change it was, but he could tell that Ling Xuan had fallen in love.

The days seemed to be back to the honeymoon period, but soon, they were interrupted by a postcard sent home.

It was a postcard sent by Zhao Ji. Ling Xuan didn't think about why the postcard was sent home, nor did he ask how many Han Shicheng had received before. This postcard was put in the study by Ling Xuan. Found gone.

Han Shicheng should put it away.

Some people are really not worth it.

Ling Xuan realized that he was a fool. He clearly knew that Han Shicheng could say that he was an imitator in front of Zhao Ji back then, or that he couldn't control his heart in marriage.

He should spend the least cost to make Han Shicheng happy as in the first few years before marriage. This is not difficult for him. He can manage the marriage without any effort, and then spend Han Shicheng's money and resources on medical treatment , enjoy Han Shicheng's service on the bed, and be Han Shicheng's interpretation flower with peace of mind.

Ling Xuan thought so, and he did the same thing. He didn't even bother to question and take revenge on Han Shicheng.

Make do with make do.

Ling Xuan seemed to be more enthusiastic than before.

Han Shicheng is also less and less able to cherish.

Anyway, Ling Xuan would not leave him.

He returned to the circle of friends in the past, and there was always news about Zhao Ji in the circle, but this nostalgia for his old friend could not make up for the marital flaw that Han Shicheng was more and more eager for.

Rao Anping said: "That's because Zhao Ji didn't come back, just wait for him to come back."

Rao Anping said again: "Leave, there is still time."

"No." Han Shicheng blurted out.

His subconscious mind told him that he couldn't let Ling Xuan go, and he never thought of divorcing Ling Xuan.

In the dark, he always felt that he should know what was missing in the marriage, but when he wanted to grasp the answer, the answer slipped away quietly.

Zhao Ji finally came back.

The circle has been lively for a few days, and every day there are people yelling for a small gathering.

On the first day, Han Shicheng was very happy to see Zhao Ji whom he hadn't seen for several years.

The next day, Han Shicheng treated guests to Zhao Ji's birthday.

Day three, day four...

Soon, Han Shicheng discovered that something was wrong.

When Zhao Ji came back, nothing changed.

He drank too much that day, Rao Anping and others deliberately left, leaving only Zhao Ji and Han Shicheng behind.

Han Shicheng shook his wine glass boredly - without those cronies, he didn't know what to talk to Zhao Ji about.

It doesn't seem very interesting to always recall my childhood.

"Inheritance."

"Ok?"

Han Shicheng turned his head to look at Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji asked: "Do you regret getting married?"

Han Shicheng smiled: "What regrets?"

Zhao Ji said, "But you don't look happy."

Han Shicheng smiled lowly: "Probably because the marriage is different from what I imagined, I thought it would be stronger."

Zhao Ji asked: "Do you know why?"

Han Shicheng said, "Say it."

Zhao Ji said: "Marriage has no love, just like this."

He shook the glass in his hand, and there was ice water in it.

"After drinking the first sip of ice water, you will feel that it tastes good, but when the ice turns into water, it will be boring to drink."

Zhao Ji picked up the cup and took a sip. The ice water moistened his lips, and under the ambiguous light, it made people's hearts flutter.

"You drank so much wine, would you like some ice water?"

Zhao Ji approached slowly, and he also drank a lot, the alcohol-infected white rose pheromone smell is the strongest hormonal bomb/bomb.

Han Shicheng couldn't escape.

He should have been in his own hands.

Zhao Ji intends to give Han Shicheng a little sweetness, and he doesn't mind taking the initiative himself.

Han Shicheng really took the hook.

Just when Han Shicheng raised Zhao Ji's chin, Zhao Ji suddenly heard Han Shicheng call Ling Xuan.

He woke up from the intoxication and looked at Han Shicheng in front of him.

In Han Shicheng's pupils, there was another person's shadow.

——Ling Xuan who imitated him since he was a child, was inferior to him in everything, and even sneaked in and snatched Han Shicheng away.