fifth year of divorce

Can it be far from Sweet Pet Articles?

I huddled in the back seat of the car with bare feet, wearing the clothes Qin Wei sent, and the temperature in the car was just right.

With tears in my eyes, I shrank my head into my knees, feeling so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open. Tonight must be a very long night and full of dreams.

Time flies, as if back to five years ago.

I have downloaded countless software, such as Weibo Zhihu, I downloaded all the software that has my news.

A self-abuse style to read one by one.

They made up a bawdy story with me as the main character, and I wasn't paid to appear.

Such a stigma has been placed on me, but I am outnumbered and speechless.

Reply one by one?

No one would do this, arguing with black fans is self-degrading, and it's boring.

The only thing that can be done is to uninstall the software one by one.

He Nanquan probably didn't expect the matter to escalate like this, or he didn't think about it for me at all. He blocked my way out and hoped that I could survive the crisis.

I watched Qin Weishao lose weight day by day in the interview video, explaining over and over again that I didn't cheat, and I couldn't keep Youyou's mouth shut.

The company took back my Weibo account, and even if they didn't accept it, I wouldn't clarify it.

I'm afraid of hurting Brother Qin if I say a word more.

Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, but we can't fly separately.

I was crushed into the dust, and Qin Weiji was ridiculed because of me.

Later, I was blocked, and the turmoil rested temporarily.

I thought I would turn the page from now on, but that person claimed to be my fan, admired me, and waited for me for five years, but he pressed me under him and humiliated me with dirty words.

Admiration is so cheap.

Rumors stop at the wise, but never stop because of the wise.

I shouldn't have escaped back then, and I shouldn't have allowed people to trample on me and my Qin Weiji feelings.

I felt tired from crying and fell asleep with my eyes closed.

When I woke up again, I was at Qin Weiji's house, and he was carrying me to the bathroom.

I was startled awake, staring at him blankly with red eyes.

Seeing me wake up, he said softly, "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold and take a shower first, can you stand still?"

I nodded and motioned for him to let me down.

When he came out after washing, Qin Weiji stood in front of the window in a daze. I looked at him intently, only to realize that after a few years, I was not the only one who had lost my style and energy.

My Mr. Qin is the same as me, living every day, year after year, exhausting the scenery.

I called softly, "Brother Qin."

He tilted his head, his eyes were blurred for a while, and then he collected himself, "Come here and drink the ginger soup."

I walked over slowly, sat on the sofa and scooped it into my mouth. The thing I hated the most before was ginger. Qin Weiji never put this in cooking. I have a cold so I can drink a couple of ginger Boil in Coke.

We are not teenagers anymore, and we have lost a lot of romance unknowingly.

Seeing that I was drinking absent-mindedly, Qin Weiji said warmly, "Drink it up obediently, and I'll give you a Coke tomorrow."

I looked up at him, and the ginger soup in the spoon was spilled on the table.

I bowed my head and tears dripped down my cheeks into the bowl.

He reached out and rubbed my head, his voice trembling slightly, no matter how hard to blame, "I will help you with the illegitimate affairs, and I will accompany you to move things tomorrow."

"Huh?" I looked up at him in a daze.

"Move to me."

I was stunned for a while, since the illegitimate student knows that I live in Xishan, maybe it will be exposed tomorrow, if we are photographed... let alone Qi Lianyu...

"Brother Qin, it's not appropriate..."

He pursed his lips and said in a teasing tone, "Didn't you say you want to be my third party, now it feels inappropriate?"

I lowered my head in shame, feeling that the ginger soup in the spoon tasted like chewing wax.

"I have no one."

"Ok?"

"I don't know who you misunderstood me with, but I didn't find anyone. I have been alone for as long as you have been alone, and I have never thought about who to look for. Live in peace."

I think I heard right.

Qin Weiji has no newcomers, and like me, he has spent the past five years with loneliness, leaving half his life to the past.

One wrong step, and five years will be wasted.

I like Qin Weiji's balcony the most, but Qin Weiji seldom comes here, and one of the deck chairs is dusty.

I lay on the deck chair covered with a thin blanket, and the sun shone on my body, so I could sleep more peacefully.

Last week, I just went to the original doctor for a psychological consultation. She did not recommend that I stop the sleeping pills when I can't sleep. Forcing myself to sleep is not good for my body.

I can only listen to her and continue to take medicine.

After taking sleeping pills, I slept well, but I always woke up in a bad mood.

The original doctor said that I had so many adverse reactions to sleeping pills, which were caused by the daily consumption of irregular sleep and diet in the past few years, and I could only recuperate slowly.

Forget it when filming, but in the years when I went to England, I smoked and drank, and I could sit in bars until dawn.

Luxuriant, no expectations.

"Far away...far away..."

I frowned when someone woke me up, opened my eyes and saw that it was Qin Weiji, and slowly woke up, "I fell asleep?"

I stretched my arms, I can't sleep endlessly like this when filming.

"What's wrong with you?"

I looked unnatural, and covered it up, "I'm not uncomfortable, it's just that the sun is so bright that it makes me sleepy."

Qin Weiji stretched out his hand to fold the blanket, frowning slightly, making people worry.

I cheered up, "Brother Qin, I won't sleep anymore, I'm very awake now."

He hung the blanket on his arm, raised his eyes and took a deep look at me, then shook his head, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy, I'll cook."

I stood up and grabbed his arm, "Are you upset?"

"No."

"Brother Qin, I can see that you are not happy. You have to say what I did wrong."

Qin Weijiu glanced at me and softened his tone, "You did nothing wrong, I just remembered something very sad."

I looked at him, this sad thing must have something to do with me.

"Remembering that quarrel, I didn't go home for a month. When I got home, I saw you lying in a chair, covered with a blanket and lost a lot of weight. You were breathing very weakly like this. I thought you were going to die. "

"At that time, you can do whatever you want. There are a thousand ways to leave me, but I just can't figure it out. Yaoyao, why did you commit suicide?"

I stared blankly at Qin Weiji, breathing in pain.

Compared to me, it turns out that Qin Weiji is the one who has experienced many partings, and he is more afraid of parting than I am.

I only lost him once, he lost me three times.

Why did I kill myself?

I do not know either.

Divorce may also be just an angry word from Qin Wei, maybe the next day when we all calm down and I acted like a baby with him, he would be reluctant to divorce me.

But I can't forget the way Qin Weiji looked at me that night.

His eyes were full of sadness, and his heart was devastated.

I feel that he is not angry, he is already ready to say goodbye to me.

then...

Knowing the long separation, wandering under the garden tree, hanging from the southeast branch.