let's get a divorce

Today is Saturday, and there is no need to get up early tomorrow, so everyone wants to drink to the fullest today, and there will always be endless topics to talk about when they are with good friends, and they chat at the dinner table. , while clinking glasses and drinking.

Yang Wenxuan's cell phone rang at around seven o'clock in the evening. He saw that it was a WeChat video sent by Yiwentai. He sends a video, if he has nothing to do, he will answer it, if he has something to do, he will reject it, but at the same time he will send himself a message saying that he is busy, and he will send it back to himself later.

I had dinner and drinking with Fang Yunhuan and the others today, but I forgot that the time was past seven o'clock. It must be that Yi Wentai saw that I hadn't sent him a video at this time today and was worried about himself, so he took the initiative to send a video to himself. Thinking of this His heart warmed up.

He took his mobile phone from the dining room to the living room, not because he wanted to hide that Yi Wentai was having a drink with his friends, but because the voices of those people were too loud, which would seriously affect his relationship with Yi Wentai. dialogue.

When he came to the living room, he pressed the answer button, and the face of Yi Wentai whom he missed every day appeared on the screen of his mobile phone. Although the two had video videos every day, Yang Wenxuan still missed him every day and looked forward to his return.

"Have you been drinking?" Yi Wentai asked on the other end of the phone.

When Yang Wenxuan drank, his face would get red first, so Yi Wentai could tell at a glance.

"Well," Yang Wenxuan said, "Today is the weekend, so I invited Yun Huan and the three of them to come home for dinner."

After speaking, he looked at Yi Wentai on the screen without blinking, as if he was afraid of missing any of his expressions.

After hearing Yang Wenxuan's words, Yi Wentai let out an "um" and continued, "Then you and your friends can have a good time together, but don't be too pushy, your eyes are just right, if you can't drink it, don't drink it, or you will suffer. You yourself, let’s talk tomorrow,” he said before hanging up.

Seeing this, Yang Wenxuan hurriedly stopped, and said: "No, let's talk for a while." It may be the effect of alcohol, and Yang Wenxuan spoke with a hint of coquettishness, which is something that a normal Yang Wenxuan would never have.

Hearing what Yang Wenxuan said, Yi Wentai said, "Okay."

"Can you come back these two days?" Yang Wenxuan asked with confusion and anticipation in his eyes due to the effect of alcohol.

Yiwentai was on a business trip on Tuesday morning. According to Yiwentai, it would be as soon as a week, and the day after tomorrow would be exactly one week.

"It may be a few nights later, and things here are not finished yet," Yi Wentai said.

Hearing Yi Wentai's words, the expectation in Yang Wenxuan's eyes disappeared, and at the same time, the confusion disappeared, leaving only disappointment in his eyes, "Oh," Yang Wenxuan said with some frustration.

Seeing Yang Wenxuan like this, Yi Wentai comforted him, "You can ask Fang Yunhuan and the others to come over to play if you have nothing to do at home. If you go out with them, it is best not to go out at night, especially places like bars. If you don't report to me in advance, don't pass by. I agree, you are absolutely not allowed to go there in the future, you know?" While speaking, Yi Wentai's voice became stern unconsciously.

Hearing Yi Wentai's stern voice, Yang Wenxuan, who was already a little frustrated because Yi Wentai was coming back a few days later, said aggrievedly, "Got it."

Yi Wentai on the other end of the phone saw Yang Wenxuan's aggrieved expression on his face flushed from drinking, which was very cute, and he unconsciously said with a light tone: "Be good at home, I will try to go back sooner." .”

Hearing what Yi Wentai said, Yang Wenxuan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Really?"

"Well, really, I hung up."

"Wait, that, that, I miss you Wentai," Yang Wenxuan said blushing, but his blushing was covered up because of drinking.

"Well, I see, good boy, hang up."

Normally, Yang Wenxuan would be obedient and obedient and watch Yi Wentai hang up the video, but today he drank alcohol, which makes him bold, and Yang Wenxuan said, "Do you miss me, I want you to tell. "

"En," the Yi Wentai on the other side only said this word.

Yang Wenxuan was not satisfied, and asked persistently, "What does that mean?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's understand what it means, and hang up when it's done," this time Yi Wentai hung up the phone without waiting for Yang Wenxuan to say anything else.

"Wentai, do you miss me?" Yang Wenxuan who hung up the phone could only hear Wu Haiming's strange voice from behind.

"Well," Li Zhiyuan said in cooperation with Wu Haiming.

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Wu Haiming continued to speak in a strange tone.

"Well, that's right, let's understand what it means," Li Zhiyuan replied again.

After Wu Haiming finished speaking, Li Zhiyuan and Fang Yunhuan laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs. They didn't know how long they had been standing behind.

"Okay, the three of you are actually eavesdropping?" Yang Wenxuan said viciously.

Wu Haiming smiled and said, "Hey, the three of us didn't eavesdrop. We obviously listened. It's because you were too involved in chatting with Yi Wentai that you didn't notice the three of us."

Several people had already eaten enough of this meal, but they still didn't drink enough wine, especially Fang Yunhuan and Li Zhiyuan, two big alcoholics, they never took their hands off the bottle after drinking.

Yang Wenxuan's home has audio equipment, and the food is almost ready, and several people moved to the living room to sing songs. Of course, wine is still indispensable, and several people brought wine to the living room to howl.

A few people turned off the headlights in the living room, and only turned on the dark lights. It felt like a KTV. First, Fang Yunhuan sang "Single Love Song". Don't look at Fang Yunhuan's rough voice, but singing It sounded very good, the microphone was snatched by Wu Haiming after he finished singing, and once he snatched the microphone, it never left his hands.

Several people also began to suffer from mental torture. In the past, Wu Haiming sang and ran away. Unexpectedly, after so many years, his singing voice not only did not improve, but retreated. Unknowingly, the scariest thing about him is that he is still a mic master, and he even chooses difficult songs to sing, such as "I will love you when I die".

Fortunately, the sound insulation in Yang Wenxuan's house is good. If the sound insulation is not good, he suspects that the neighbors will call the police.

In the end, Fang Yunhuan couldn't take it anymore. He snatched the microphone from Wu Haiming with all his strength and said, "You can rest, if you don't rest, we will be gone." There's no need to argue, just sing to the other side and you'll win."

After speaking, he handed the microphone to Yang Wenxuan and said, "Wenxuan, let us listen to what is the sound of nature, and let our filthy ears be purified quickly."

Yang Wenxuan hadn't sung for a long time, and he was also a little moved. When he saw Fang Yunhuan handing him the microphone, he took it and clicked on "Meeting".

It's all because the rain is falling so fast, it's all because there is no place to hide from the rain, so I bumped into your arms, and fell into your deep eyes, it's all because the dream is too blurry, it's all because your figure is too clear... ….

Under Yang Wenxuan's beautiful singing, several people also quieted down and listened carefully to Yang Wenxuan's singing.

Singing is the most emotionally stimulating, while Yang Wenxuan sang, he also thought about the details of his marriage with Yi Wentai in the past three years of marriage.

Unknowingly, the song ended, "Okay," all three of them applauded in unison and clapped their hands.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't help sighing, "There is no harm if there is no comparison. How much someone's singing insults my ears, how much Wen Xuan's singing purifies my ears."

As soon as Li Zhiyuan finished speaking, Wu Haiming said viciously: "Return someone, you can just read my ID card."

"I didn't say it was you, you admitted it yourself." After speaking, he looked at Yang Wenxuan and said regretfully, "Hey, Wenxuan, your singing voice is still so beautiful. It's really true that you gave up your music dream back then. It's a pity, if you insist on your music dream, there is no room for those singers now."

Is it a pity that I didn't keep chasing my music dream? If I have no regrets at all, then Yang Wenxuan lied to himself, but compared with Yi Wentai for his music dream, he would choose Yi Wen without hesitation. Although he has some regrets, he does not regret giving up his music dream for Yi Wentai.

Ever since Yang Wenxuan finished singing, I don’t know if Wu Haiming finally realized that his singing was too bad or something. He finally stopped occupying the microphone all the time, but occasionally he would grab the microphone against the reluctance of a few people to show off his singing voice. People can only suffer in silence.

Several people sang until eleven o'clock. In fact, several people did not sing to their heart's content, but this is a residential area after all, and several people are good citizens. Although the houses in this community are very soundproof, they cannot completely block the volume , in order not to affect the general public to have a good rest, they can only stop today's carnival and rest.

Not surprisingly, the few of them of course stayed at Yang Wenxuan's house tonight.

"There are futons on the bed in the guest room, you can go to whichever one you live in." After finishing speaking, he went back to the bedroom to sleep without being too polite to them. It was so late and he drank again, Yang Wenxuan was already very sleepy.

Hearing what Yang Wenxuan said, Fang Yunhuan said dissatisfiedly, "The guest room is for guests, and I'm not a guest. I don't live there. I'll sleep in the bedroom with you."

When Wu Haiming heard what Fang Yunhuan said, he also said, "I'm not a guest, I don't sleep in the guest room, I also sleep in the bedroom."

When Li Zhiyuan heard that both of them said that, he also said, "I also sleep in the bedroom."

The final result is that in a huge house with so many guest rooms, four people are squeezed together on the bed in the bedroom. Although the bed in the bedroom is much larger than a normal double bed, it is still called a double bed, not a quadruple bed.

The result was that the four of them slept next to each other. The most terrible thing was that whoever suggested that the four of them build a quilt, and the other three even agreed to it.

But fortunately, the four of them drank a lot of wine, and were all tired from playing. After lying on the bed for a long time, the four of them fell asleep quickly.