fifth year of divorce

Those three years in England were probably the longest years of my life, and I was counting on my fingers a lot.

Brother Qin and I have only been married for three years, but it has been five years since we parted.

It's really gathering less and leaving more.

Sometimes when I opened my eyes in my dream, Qin Weiji would smile and look at me by my side. I knew it was a dream, but I didn't want to wake up.

If it wasn't for the sound of the phone call waking me up from my dream, I think I might as well die in my dream like this.

Anyway, when I wake up, I don’t always have him by my side.

It also disturbed my mood for ten days and a half months.

At that time, I would close the curtains, turn off the lights, and play his movies over and over again, just like the audience hiding in the crowd looking for the star, only daring to take advantage of the darkness to take advantage of the night.

Watch it over and over again, until all the enthusiasm is exhausted and all the longing finds sustenance, then it is considered to be a stop.

Qin Weiji told me to see a psychiatrist, and I also felt sick.

Stay away from the character because of the character's illness, and because of Qin Wei's parasitic disease, how can it become more and more serious if you stay away from him?

It seems that people in the world are greedy.

It's fine if I don't come back, and it's fine if I don't see him again in this life, and I live the rest of my life.

I insist on coming back, I insist on seeing him, drinking doves to quench my thirst, and committing suicide.

I have endured it for five years, but now I can't bear it for another day.

I woke up, but dared not open my eyes.

Is it a dream?

I was a little uneasy, even if I opened my eyes, I didn't dare to look around.

I could only close my eyes and slowly open them again.

The lamp above the head is my favorite glazed lamp.

This is Fenghuali.

It is the home of Qin Weizhi and me.

I looked around, and there was no one.

Suddenly, I felt empty in my heart, and I could hear the echo of my falling heart.

I sat up, opened the bedroom door and started looking around the house.

"Brother Qin?"

No one responded to me.

Qin Weiji has already left.

I can't even remember what I said or did last night, I would break up when I drank too much, but I vaguely remember that Qin Wei sent me, hugged me, and said something to me.

I leaned against the wall and sighed, my memory fell apart like fragments, I couldn't tell if it was real or a dream.

When I went out, I realized that it had snowed heavily all night.

When I walked to the security room, the security guard just looked at me and walked out, "Mr. Xie, do you want to go out?"

"Yeah." I felt a little headache when I got hangover, but I became more sober after being blown by the wind. "When did Mr. Qin leave?"

He paused, "Mr. Qin left before dawn, and asked me to bring you breakfast later."

I nodded and didn't speak, I couldn't find out what kind of mood I was in.

Some happy, some sad.

Also some hate.

I hate him for being so indifferent, coming and going like a passerby.

He didn't want to see me, and I didn't know how to deal with our relationship.

I originally thought that if Qin Weiji was by my side when I opened my eyes, I would give it up.

Dignity, face, and shame are all gone.

Let me go all out and be a third party, I also admit it.

But he is not there.

I calm down.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't spoil myself like this, and I can't spoil Qin Weiji like this.

"I'd like to trouble you." I took out Fenghuali's door card from my pocket and handed it to him, "When Mr. Qin comes back, help me pass this to him."

"Mr. Xie." The security guard stopped me, "You can stay at ease, Mr. Qin won't let us stop you after explaining."

He doesn't want to see me, but wants me to live here. Is he pitying me?

Did I get drunk and cry last night to make him pity me?

He is so soft-hearted, if I let him pity me, does he really just pity me?

I looked up at him and smiled coldly, "What do I count as living here? Am I the owner of the house?"

"This..." The security guard didn't dare to say anything else.

Although I used to be arrogant, I have never talked to people without warmth like this. Qin Weiji always said that my heart is warm, and every action is radiant, but why do I feel that I am not cold-hearted like me now? own up.

When I am disappointed in one thing, I am disappointed in the whole world.

"Mr. Xie, I have read the news about you and Mr. Qin." The security guard hesitated, "I know you are divorced, but I think Mr. Qin has you in his heart. He knew that I didn't let you into Fenghua before." You stayed here overnight, and your eyes were red. He loves you. I have never seen Mr. Qin so sad. When he left in the morning, his eyes were also red. "

A string in my heart was slowly pulled, and then disconnected in my heart, a trace of pain spread from my chest.

I slowly withdrew the hand that handed the key card and put the door back in my pocket.

"Thank you."

I walked out of Fenghuali against the wind and snow, holding the key card tightly in my hand, and my heart suddenly became much brighter.

The follow-up work of the film is basically completed. The investor wants to set the film in the Spring Festival file, but Zhou Kong is not very willing. The Spring Festival file is under too much pressure. The box office between literary films and commercial films cannot compete, and the number of films scheduled is also certain. Will be suppressed, and too hasty.

However, the investors felt that the gimmick of the relationship between me and Qin Weiji was enough to make the film huge, and it would definitely be able to kill a bloody road in the Spring Festival.

Later, Qin Wei sent a vote to reject all of them, and he insisted on delaying the movie for another two months.

The rest of the investors decided to settle for the next best thing, requiring commercial promotion before the film was released. Qin Weiji had no objections, so I was forced to open the business.

I posted on Weibo and reposted the Weibo of the crew's official announcement of the actors.

I thought that Qin Weiji and I would cause a sensation if we cooperated after our divorce, but I didn't expect that the repercussions would be so violent that the Weibo server was directly paralyzed, almost catching up with the time for our divorce.

[Is this the rhythm of remarriage? 】

[The cp I'm drinking doesn't have a be? 】

[So my sister Yao came back from England to cooperate with Emperor Qin on purpose? 】

[Sisters, get up and get data, and tonight, I will put Yaozhi cp's super talk to the first place! 】

[Wei fans come to join in the fun, by the way, Qin Wei sent yyds! 】

[Am I the only one who notices Yaomei's incredible looks on the promotional poster? ! 】

[Can this couple stop, how many times has Weibo been disabled by them? !I suggest that you directly obtain the certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau, and you will never be allowed to leave again! 】

[To be honest, because of Xie Yaoyin, I don't even have a good impression of Qin Weiji now, the marketing is too much. 】

[They are both divorced and still cooperating?Do whatever it takes to make money? 】

[Now these celebrities who are divorced and remarried are just playing around. 】

[Is the upstairs really a celebrity getting married to live?It's all for profit, who is more noble than whom? 】

What worries me the most is that the relationship between the two of us is embarrassing, and the sudden cooperation will inevitably have a backlash, and maybe it will hurt Qin Weiji's reputation in the show business circle.

"Your director Zhou has posted an article, you can read it quickly." Jiang Ling handed me his mobile phone.

I saw Zhou Kong posted:

[Since the script of "Here, We Can't Recognize" was finalized, the original author, artist, including me and the casting director all agreed that Qin Weiji and Xie Yaoyin must be the candidates for the dual male lead, and there was never a third choice.As far as I know, the two of them divorced peacefully. Although they are no longer married, they are still close friends and will never lose professional ethics because of personal feelings.Both of them are professional actors, so when I contacted them, both of them were very generous and did not hesitate to take over this drama. I also believe that their acting skills and compatibility will definitely shock you. Let's go to Jianghe Anyu. 】

[The director has spoken, so please take a rest, black people. 】

[Director Zhou's subtext, the relationship between the two of you is good, you should eat less salty carrots and worry less. 】

[As we all know, Qin Weiji has a clear distinction between public and private affairs, and it is normal to cooperate together. 】

[Stop talking, I'm really looking forward to An Tang!After reading the poster, I'm gone! 】

I smiled and shook my head, "Since when did Director Zhou's public relations skills become so strong?"

"The two of you have to cooperate in the follow-up promotional activities, can you?"

I raised my eyebrows, "I can't be too good at it."

"By the way, do you still remember Director Wang in "Sword Without Limits"?"

"I remember." I looked up, "I haven't contacted you for almost ten years."

"Recently, he inquired about your agent and contact information in the circle, as if he wanted to find you to cooperate."

I paused, frowned and thought for a while, "I don't really have a deep friendship, but after all, I became popular because of his acting. It's really hard to refuse him to cooperate with me. I hope he won't find out. .”

"Then your hopes are going to be dashed." Jiang Ling spread his hands, "It's on my head, and I can't refuse, I promised to give you your phone number."

I sneered, "Jiang Ling, what did I owe you in my previous life?"

"I owe you a favor." Jiang Ling smiled, "It's no big deal to talk about it. If you really don't like it, you can find a way to refuse it. I just finished working with Director Wang here, so it's really hard not to agree."

I gave him a blank look, "I really don't know why you want to cooperate with me. There are many traffic stars in the industry, who can't challenge him as Director Wang?"

"But your popularity is too high recently, and when people in the circle heard that you and Qin Weiji have cooperated, can they rush to find you?" Jiang Ling paused, "And the reason why I promised Director Wang to give you I think Director Wang has too many big IP resources, and I must have a good script to find you, which will help your career."

I stuffed a piece of Jiangling-cut cantaloupe into my mouth and looked at him with a smile, "You can be my manager."

Jiang Ling gave me a blank look, "Can I afford you?"

"If I didn't feel that I owe Director Wang favors, I would never have thought about filming again."

Jiang Ling paused, "Why?"

"Tired." I pursed my lips, "I don't think the time rules of this line are reversed, the kind of tiredness of running around. It's my personal psychological problem. I am heavily dependent on a character, and I have to empathize with the show when I enter the play. It's even more difficult, every time I finish a role, I feel that I have to use all my strength to play, and I'm afraid that one day I will be stuck in a role and I won't be able to get out."

Jiang Ling stretched out his hand and pulled me, "Ayao, you have a psychological problem, you need a professional to look it up for you."

"I know I'm sick." I looked up at Jiang Ling, "I'm overcoming, I'll see a psychiatrist after a while."

"I'll accompany you."

"You can work with peace of mind." I smiled, "I also want to ask you to borrow money to buy a house."

Jiang Ling looked at me suspiciously, "Why do you suddenly want to buy a house?"

"I'm planning to settle down in Beijing." I looked at him, "It's not appropriate to live with you all the time."

"It's right to buy a house, and it's right to live with me."

I lay on the bed and smiled, "Brother Jiang is so kind to me."

"But what is the purpose of borrowing money? Don't tell me that you haven't even saved the money to buy a house all these years."

I spread my hands, "You guessed it right, I'm very tight."

"If your words are spread, you will not be sprayed to death by netizens?"

"I'm telling the truth." I propped myself up on my arms and sat up, "A few years ago in Xingmeng, you know, the company and I have always had two or eight cents, and the money I put into my pocket after deducting some taxes is not as good as three." A fourth-tier artist. Later, he joined Epic, and most of the films he received were literary films, and the pay was not comparable, and I have squandered the money in the past four or five years."

Jiang Ling frowned, "Tell me about you. You have experienced both career and marriage. You are still like a child. You never plan for your own future. Qin Weiji properly raised you."

I crossed my hips and pouted, "Jiangling! You bully me as soon as you hear that I have no money!"

Jiang Ling smiled, and patted my head, "Fool, I love you so much. You have been fighting in the circle for several years, and in the end you don't even have the money to buy a house."

"After my mother left, I didn't think about money." I paused, "After I got married with Brother Qin, I didn't have any concept of money at all. I spent a penny on my card, and it was gone after I swiped it." .”

Jiang Ling shook his head helplessly, "Most of my money is with my parents and some are used for investment. Although I can't borrow money from you, I have a property that I can transfer to you. It is the courtyard in Xishan."

I raised my head, "With Brother Qin?"

"Don't say I don't love you." Jiang Ling smiled, "You can go and have a look if you have time, if you think it's good, I can arrange the transfer after I'm done."

I reached out to hug Jiangling, but Jiang Ling slapped him away, "Don't worry, you can meet with Director Wang when you have time."

"Hey." I smiled and looked at Jiang Ling, "When did Jiang Shidi give you a favor? What kind of favor did Director Wang give you?"

"Isn't the people in this circle just trying to save face?" Jiang Ling restrained his smile, "Who hasn't sacrificed here? Nobility and ideals can't always coexist."

I was stunned, if nobility and ideals cannot coexist, then what did Qin Weiji give up for his ideals?