fifth year of divorce

Chinese New Year! New Year! !

The lights are on, the night is silent, and the moon is dying.

Another year, New Year's Eve.

I sat on the balcony all day, watching the curtain rise and fall, but I couldn't wait for the emptiness to leave.

This place is no better than in the city. When the lights are turned off, there is no light at all. The weather is bad tonight and the moonlight is stingy.

I wanted to ask Qin Weizhi what he was doing, but he couldn't open his mouth.

I really don't want to disturb other people's family happiness.

Or, Qin Weiji didn't contact me once after leaving these days, and the accumulated warmth disappeared with a few days of indifference.

I may be an unfamiliar character, and even now I still feel strange.

Beijing is a good place, and there are rich and colorful scenery everywhere, telling people that the rivers, mountains and rivers are still beautiful, the situation in the motherland is good, and there are songs and dances in the peaceful and prosperous age, and our generation is proud.

Just no sense of belonging.

I used to think it was the city, but it wasn't.

It's because of me. People like me don't feel a sense of belonging wherever they go.

I probably have the bad roots of my damn father, he is not a good thing, and even with me, he is almost a bad thing.

When my mother took me to live alone, I don’t know how many people ridiculed me. Sometimes people would persuade my mother not to raise me, saying that the badness is in the bones, and there is a son like a father. .

My mother's face was red from arguing with others.

Now I believe it, no wonder Zhou Yan always said that I was born to be in the entertainment industry.

I was originally a selfish and greedy, indifferent and unfeeling person.

I twisted the cigarette butt and threw it on the ground. I had quit smoking for a long time, but today I took it out again uncontrollably.

New year and new weather, I should also have a scene.I lit a cigarette and gently held it between my index and middle fingers, which became the only light in the night.

The effect of the sleeping pills began to take effect slowly. I gently rested my hand on the rocking chair with the cigarette in my hand, slowly closed my eyes, and my consciousness was a bit chaotic.

When the balcony door opened, I opened my eyes in shock, the cigarette in my hand fell to the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

I raised my eyes to see the figure coming in, and it was clearly a backlit silhouette, but I felt like the light of the summer moon and the snow in winter.

"Brother Qin..." I was stunned for a while.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" His voice was soft, as if he was afraid of scaring me.

I woke up like a dream, feeling like my feet had finally landed on the ground, "Why are you back?"

He leaned down to look at me, and Wannian was probably like this at a glance, "Leaving you alone in Beijing, the more I think about it, the more reluctant I am."

I stretched out my hand, Qin Weiji stepped forward and hugged me, I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried him in his arms, with a sour voice, "I'll see you in two days..."

Qin Wei sent two arms around my shoulders, tilted his head back, "Smoking?"

I nodded, my voice dull, "Just one."

With a gentle tone, he gently rubbed my head, "Don't smoke in the future."

I wrapped my arms around his waist, never been so clingy, but the ambiguity and indifference in my words, "Miss me, Brother Qin?"

He snorted softly, "Yeah."

"I miss you too, the days feel like years."

He sighed softly, "I can't bear to part with you, why didn't you tell me when I left?"

My eyes were red, "They are your relatives..."

Qin Weiji tightened his grip on me, "You are my lover..."

I looked into his eyes excitedly, "Brother Qin, we're not too late, right?"

He paused, and I heard his breathing very softly, "Who can give me back the five years we lost?"

My eyes were red, "I'll pay you back, Brother Qin."

"What about you? How can I give you back the happiness and scenery lost in five years?"

"I don't want anything, I just want you."

The night was too dark, Qin Weiji's breathing was soft and slow, the smell on his body was cold and seductive, and the atmosphere was ambiguous and uncontrollable.

Qin Weiji is well dressed no matter what time, his eyes are clean and his heart is ascetic, but just looking at Qin Weiji like this makes me feel hard to calm down, and I feel ashamed.

I looked at him with naked eyes, I am not who I was a few years ago, and I know the charm that the years have bestowed on me.

"Brother Qin, I want..."

Qin Weiji's eyes became dangerous in an instant, staring at my brows and eyes to the corners of my lips.

Suddenly he picked me up, and the moment my feet flew into the air, I panicked and was gently hugged on the rocking chair.

He leaned down and kissed me.

It was like a moment of love that had been separated for five years, the sky fell and the earth fell, making waves.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my lips and tongue were entangled and wrapped around each other.

Lust turns into fireworks, brighter than the moon sky on New Year's Eve.

The rocking chair creaked as it rocked.

After the kiss was over, I blushed and panted rapidly, looking pitiful.

I slowly moved closer to Qin Weiji's ear, with a low voice that was alluring, "Brother Qin, go to bed..."

......

When I fell asleep, I felt that Qin Weiji carried me to the bathroom and scrubbed me carefully.

I was changed into clean pajamas, and he hugged me carefully on the bed.

Suddenly I heard the sound of fireworks being lit outside.

It's really a crime against the wind, and the romance is boundless.

"Brother Qin, why haven't you found someone else these years... Do you know that I will come back sooner or later..."

Qin Weiji was silent for a long time, and I thought it was a night of silence, when he suddenly said, "I have already prepared for you never to come back..."

"But my loyalty to you will last until death."

Breathing is intertwined, so as to say goodbye to the innocent disasters of the past.

Happy New Year, Brother Qin.I'm fine, don't worry about it.

There is no need to reply, because I miss you in pairs, and I have already rushed towards you.

I don't know if it's the sleeping pills or it was too late last night. When I woke up, it was dusk and the sun was setting.

Feeling the pain in the lower body when you move it lightly makes you gasp.

When I wanted to call Qin Weiji, I felt my voice was hoarse, "Brother Qin..."

Qin Weiji couldn't do the thing of running away after sleeping and ignoring people when he put on his pants, but I didn't see him when I woke up, and my heart was still empty.

Just when he was about to sit up with his arms propped up, Qin Weiji opened the door and came in.

"Are you awake?" He stepped forward and touched my forehead with the back of his hand, "Does it still hurt?"

I pouted, "It hurts..."

He looked at me funny, "Where does it hurt?"

"Throat, waist, where..."

He raised his eyebrows and said with a soft smile, "I've given you medicine there, just rest for two days and you'll be fine."

"Brother Qin..." I pouted and complained, "You didn't hurt me at all last night."

He looked at me with ambiguous eyebrows, "Tell me to be wild but not to push me hard, what's the point?"

I pursed my lips, Qin Weiji was playing a hooligan, and my whole family didn't want to compete with him, so I simply turned my face away and ignored him. "Okay, let's get up and eat something."

"Don't eat."

Seeing me lose my temper, he whispered coaxingly, "I'll be lighter next time."

I put my arms around his neck, feeling pain in my lower body, "You hug me to eat." He was afraid of hurting me, so he stretched out his arms to hug me, and said softly, "I know you are delicate."

Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing, and thinking that Qin Weiji and I have reconciled, I feel happy inside, regardless of gains or losses.

I spent the rest of my life to make up for those five years, so I didn't feel bitter anymore.

When Jiangling's happy new year was sent, I quickly typed the voice over.

He answered the phone and said with a smile, "Happy New Year, Yao."

"Happy New Year!"

He chuckled twice, "Sounds like you're in a good mood?"

I lay on the bed and smiled, "Brother Qin and I are reconciled."

He paused, then smiled, "We finally reconciled, saving me from tormenting me every day."

I turned over and whispered, "Brother Qin just carried me to dinner."

Jiangling, "..."

"Do you want to know why?"

Jiang Ling's voice became indifferent, "I don't want to know."

"Because we tossed so hard last night, I couldn't get out of bed."

"..." Jiang Ling sneered twice, "Xie Yaoyin, are you proud?"

"Isn't it something to be proud of? Brother Qin is so amazing...Hello?" Before I finished speaking, Jiang Ling hung up the phone, I pouted angrily, and I shared the happiest thing with my best friend Sharing, unfortunately my friends don't seem to like to hear it.

I suddenly remembered something and called the phone.

"Sister Yao? Happy New Year!"

I happily said, "Happy New Year. Painter."

"Are you in Beijing? Are you coming out for dinner in two days?"

I smiled, and proudly declined, "I want to go out, but Brother Qin may not be willing to let me have dinner with unmarried people...I'm so sorry..."

"What?! You and Emperor Qin reconciled?!"

Sure enough, he is a true fan, even more enthusiastic than Jiangling.

"That's right, I reconciled yesterday, and I'll let you know today."

"Oh my god, my CP is reconciled! Congratulations!"

"Do you have many friends?"

She was stunned, "Huh?"

"My new show here has a contract and can't make big news. You tell your friends about my reconciliation with Brother Qin, and let them be happy for me."

The painter smiled awkwardly, "Ah...okay..."

I hung up the phone in satisfaction, turned over and remembered that I hadn't told Zhou Kong yet.

"Mr. Zhou, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Xiao Xie."

"Are you with your girlfriend?" I asked.

"It's over, I'm with my parents."

I clicked my tongue in disgust, "Mr. Zhou, you said you are over 40 years old, why don't you hurry up and find a girlfriend, and celebrate the New Year with your parents, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Zhou Kong paused for a long time before he heard a voice, "Little brat, your skin is itchy, right?"

I sighed, "Forget it, who told me to reconcile with Brother Qin, I can't understand the thoughts of you single dogs."

Zhou Kong seemed to have endured for a long time on the other side, and suddenly shouted, "You're so fucking weird and want to say that you and Qin Weiji are reconciled, right?!"

"Yes, we made up yesterday."

"I don't care when you reconcile, don't fucking bother me, get out!!"

I covered my ears, pursed my mouth and hung up the phone.

Turning around happily, when he was about to make a call again, Qin Weiji suddenly leaned against the door, crossed his arms with a sneer, "Xie Yaoyin, dare you try calling again."

I put down my phone with a guilty conscience and smiled at him awkwardly.