I said I was going to get a divorce

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For several days after that, Gu Changji didn't see Xiao Xurong again.He understood that those words had successfully cut off the ladder between them, and they could be strangers to each other again as before.

Not sorry, but not sorry either.

He sat in the consultant's office with his legs crossed and a document in his hand. He occasionally turned a page, not sure if he was reading it seriously.

"There is nothing else, then I will go back today..."

"Why are you so anxious?" Gu Changji flipped through another sheet, and slowly looked at the person sitting across from him, "You are the one who is most free recently, so please give me some useful advice."

Wu Yuan twitched the corner of her mouth: "I have three signings in a few days..."

"How much is the signing fee?" Gu Changji raised his eyes, "How much did I pay?"

Wu Yuan: "..."

That really didn't.

"The nouveau riche really has the confidence to speak." Wu Yuan was too lazy to hide his face now, and said sarcastically.

Gu Changji put on a smile.

His family has made a fortune for more than [-] years, and has reached its current position step by step.He Zhang said that he is a nouveau riche and he can bear it, because He Zhang has the capital to say such things. His family of music was once brilliant, but the family has fallen.

But Wu Yuan, an [-]th-line marketing writer, dared to jump up and say that he is a nouveau riche, which seemed very ridiculous.

"Of course I have confidence. How many benefits have you received from the nouveau riche?" Gu Changji narrowed his eyes. Swap it, don't you think?"

Wu Yuan: "..."

Really angry, he is no match for Gu Changji when it comes to swearing.

"In short, you have to do things with money." Gu Changji closed the document and threw it on the table.

To be honest, he admired himself quite a lot, and he didn't know who he was competing with, so he kept Wu Yuan in a daze. Waste of money.

Gu Changji thought stingily, do low-quality products have to be discounted?

"I remember that you have an operating official account yourself."

Wu Yuan: "There is one, but..."

"I've read a few articles, and some of them were good ghostwriting. Give Li Xi or his assistant his contact information today."

Wu Yuan: "..."

His cheeks puffed up in disbelief, and there was a kind of embarrassment that Gu Changji could see through.

He turned his gaze, saw the travel notes on the bookcase that had been flipped through, and said with a smile, "Have you read all of these?"

"See, why?"

Gu Changji knew that Wu Yuan had put that photo in on purpose, and wanted him to see it, so he quit it wisely?

"It's nothing." Wu Yuan pretended to pick up the book with the photos in it, "Ah, there are still photos in it, I forgot."

Gu Changji glanced over coolly.

"I still remember that day was my 20th birthday. He Zhang couldn't take a long vacation because of the attendance scholarship, so I went to New York."

"And then?" Gu Changji asked.

Wu Yuan was surprised, he didn't expect that Gu Changji wanted to continue listening.

"Then we played all day in Manhattan, and this photo was taken by He Zhang's friend."

"Can He Zhang still have friends?" Gu Changji sneered, feeling very novel.

"I also find it strange," Wu Yuan said, "He Zhang said that the man is left-handed just like him, so he became familiar with him naturally."

The smile on Gu Changji's face slowly disappeared.

He Zhang is left-handed?

But he usually uses his right hand.

"Ah, so you didn't know?" Wu Yuan raised her voice, "I thought you should at least know about it because you live together now."

"Oh, but that's right. After all, He Zhang seldom uses his left hand in life after high school. But this person is very stubborn. Whether he is playing the violin or conducting, he still insists on using his left hand."

"..."

He tried hard to recall, and vaguely remembered that on the day of the centennial anniversary, He Zhang actually used his left hand to play the violin.In the concert he watched, He Zhang also held the baton in his left hand.

Why wasn't this discovered sooner?

Or was he too attracted by He Zhang's aura at that time, so he didn't notice it?

"Then you don't know about He Zhang being domestically abused when he was a child?"

Gu Changji opened his eyes wide: "What?"

"His father became violent because he could no longer play the piano, and he abused He Zhang and his mother for five years. He Zhang originally used his left hand, and his father lost his left hand, so..."

This incident was like a nuclear bomb, causing Gu Changji's mind to explode, causing ruins to explode.

He stood up abruptly.

I have inquired about it from Tang Zhengyu, so I know that He Zhang's childhood was unfortunate.But he didn't expect that his guess would be implemented.

That's right, how could a man who beats his wife let go of a weak child?

He had only seen the word "domestic violence" in psychology-related books and news events.He never dared to imagine that this thing would actually happen to a certain person.

And it happened to be his nominal pillow person.

He Zhang didn't tell him anything, and he could understand that even old friends for many years might not know about such things, let alone a half-way friend like him.

But Wu Yuan knew it all.

He wanted to know more about He Zhang's past, but definitely not from Wu Yuan's mouth.

"You can go," Gu Changji pinched his brows, almost unable to control his tone, "close the door, thank you."

Wu Yuan left humming a little tune.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Xi drove over and picked him up to see where the studio was located.

In the past two days, it has started to rain again, gloomyly grinding one's nerves.Gu Changji got into the car and coughed, "Why are you spraying so much perfume? You're choking to death."

Liu Xi: "Be reasonable, brother, last time you said that the car was full of men's smell, so I put on perfume. You chose this perfume!"

Gu Changji: "Oh, let's go then."

Because most of the funds were spent on consulting and research, they had to choose a building in the outer ring and share a floor with another company.

Liu Xi complained all the way, sometimes saying that the company is too far away to go to work and it is inconvenient to go to work, and sometimes dislikes the road being too congested and the rain making people upset.

Gu Changji was absent-minded and didn't answer his words very much. When they finally arrived at the office building and were led by the agent to see the interior layout, Liu Xi sighed again: "It's too small."

"Be content," Gu Changji said, "It's so easy for you to start a company. When my dad started his business, the office was less than [-] square meters."

Liu Xi resentfully said, "Okay, I won't make any more demands in the office, but my computer desk must be big, otherwise I won't be able to fit my set of equipment."

Gu Changji: "You are not allowed to play games during working hours."

"Brother, can you stop thinking of me so useless?"

Gu Changji: "Hehe."

Liu Xi: "..."

After the office was settled, the two parties agreed on a time to sign the contract. Gu Changji looked down at his watch: "I have to go, I'm going to have a dinner tonight."

Liu Xi pouted unhappily: "Ah, socializing again, I thought you could accompany me tonight."

Gu Changji couldn't help but laugh: "Are you my girlfriend?"

"Forget it, I'm not the third party," Liu Xi made a grimace, "Please continue to love and kill each other with He Zhang, digest each other, and liberate women."

When He Zhang was mentioned, Gu Changji became silent again.He got into the car silently all the way, with a heavy color on his brows and eyes.

"...You quarreled with He Zhang again?"

"You don't have time to talk, why are you arguing?"

Liu Xi said, "Oh, so you miss He Zhang?"

"Shut up and drive your car."

The rain was getting heavy, and the raindrops hit the car window one after another, converging into a winding stream of water, like endless tears.

"...It hurts so much." Gu Changji said suddenly.

Liu Xi didn't understand, so: "Huh?"

"It's nothing."

How much pain does it take to completely change the habit of using the left hand?

How stubborn do you have to be to not give up commanding with your left hand?

He Zhang is really a wonder, Gu Changji thought.

He is even more of a weirdo.

Otherwise, why would he feel so sad because of this distant past?

He went back very late today, and he took a long detour in order to send a female manager home.The wine he drank at night was not much, but he had a lot of stamina. He changed his shoes at the entrance and didn't want to move anymore.

Zhuang Zhuang walked over gently, but smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, he didn't dare to approach him, and even arched his back and raised a piece of hair.

"Zhuang Zhuang, come here and let me touch it."

Zhuang Zhuang recognized that this was his master, but he still didn't want to go there, so he meowed.

Ms. Wu hasn't left yet. Recently, she waited for Gu Changji to come home before leaving get off work. Seeing him coming back so drunk, she worriedly went to look for stomach medicine.

"It's okay, you don't need to take medicine..." Gu Changji didn't like the smell on his body either, so he walked to the bathroom while taking off his clothes, "It's not serious, I didn't drink much."

After the water was put away, Gu Changji lay in the bathtub, feeling that from the tip of his toes to his fingers, nothing looked like his own.

Miss Wu filled him with hangover soup, washed and ironed his clothes before going back.

Normally, he would definitely stay with Miss Wu, because it was already midnight.But tonight he was too tired and wanted to be alone.

He opened WeChat, and the last time He Zhang sent him a message was two days ago.

Send a backstage photo, and his gray-haired teacher.

It is said that this is his last solo concert, because he is getting old and his heart cannot bear more pressure.

Gu Changji hesitated, typed and deleted, not knowing what to say.

Zhuang Zhuang jumped onto the bed, squeezed into his arms, raised his neck and snored comfortably.

Gu Changji scratched her chin, put down the phone, and decided to just sleep like this.

The phone rang untimely.

"have you slept?"

Probably bewitched by magic, but hearing this voice was more effective than any kind of sedative, Gu Changji calmed down for the first time.

"No, aren't you busy?"

He Zhang paused: "I won't call you when I'm busy."

He seemed to want to say something more, but Gu Changji didn't speak, so he remained silent.

The two listened to the quiet breathing in the microphone.

Gu Changji couldn't take it anymore: "Why are you calling me?"

"...I want to be strong."

"Oh," Gu Changji said, "She doesn't miss you at all."

"Cats are so heartless." He Zhang said, "Wait for me to come back next month."

Next month, Gu Changji counted his fingers and went to the Netherlands from He Zhang, and it was less than half a month.

Time flies so slowly.

"Zhuang Zhuang fell asleep." Gu Changji said.

"And you."

"I'm going to sleep, too."

He Zhang was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Good night."

Hit by the magic wand again, the words with hypnosis buff took effect instantly.Gu Changji's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He clearly knew that He Zhang might have something else to say, but he didn't wait for it in the end, and said a soft goodnight.

……

In the second half of March, the marketing department was very busy in time for the launch of new products.

Gu Changji's schedule is so full these days that he doesn't even have time to go to the consultant's office. The studio is almost handed over to Li Xi and Liu Xi.

Going out at [-]:[-] in the morning and leaving get off work at [-]:[-] in the evening, Gu Changji completely played the role of a social animal, because he had to connect data with the development department the next day, and after returning home, he was still burning the lights to continue writing product plans.

Zhuang Zhuang was sleeping beside his hand, his little paws twitched occasionally, and the slight snorting and typing sounds mixed together, forming a duet.

The phone vibrated without warning, Gu Changji pressed the Bluetooth headset to answer: "Hello?"

"You haven't slept yet?"

"Even if I fell asleep, I was woken up by you, okay?" Gu Changji said, "What's the matter with you?"

"Are you busy recently?"

"I'm so busy, I'm going to be full for next week." Nearing the deadline, Gu Changji couldn't bear it anymore, "You've been babbling on and on for days, what exactly do you want to say?"

"..." He Zhang said, "So you don't have any time next week?"

Gu Changji: "...um."

Only then did he react abruptly: "You have a performance next Saturday?"

He Zhang: "Well, it's not a very important matter."

Gu Changji: "..."

"The teacher asked me to invite a friend to watch the performance in the VIP seat, but now it seems that you really don't have time."

Gu Changji flipped through the schedule in a hurry: "Wait a minute, I'll take a look..."

What I wrote next Saturday is that he will go out to study with his current boss.

An overwhelming loss swept him, Gu Changji said: "If you had told me two days earlier..."

It might be possible to avoid this.

He Zhang: "It's okay, you are busy, I will give the e-ticket to my mother."

Gu Changji was in no mood at once.

After struggling for an hour to finish the product report, he gritted his teeth and sent it out. He didn't even want to take a shower, and went to bed groggy.

Inexplicably, he was even a little angry.

He Zhang's sudden procrastinating attitude, the obvious disappointment in his tone, and the strange guilt that kept surging in him all made him angry.

He understands how important this matter is.

The concert ends in Vienna.This is the first time that He Zhang has entered the Vienna State Opera House as an official conductor. Even if it takes less than 10 minutes, this can be the most impressive stroke in He Zhang's current career.

Since you want to invite, why not invite early?What are you trying to prove by procrastinating for so long?

Why did he think so much about He Zhang during this time, but forgot this one?

No... maybe it wasn't that he forgot, but that he tacitly agreed that He Zhang would invite him in advance.

But this time He Zhang obviously hesitated. He didn't know what stubbornness he committed, so he had to wait for him to speak first.

Gu Changji scratched his hair depressingly, and muttered in a low voice: "Oh, why is it more troublesome than the women I talked to before..."

He was physically exhausted, but fell asleep halfway through.

After getting up and swiping his phone, there were two updated statuses in Moments, one of which completely refreshed him.

Wu Yuan: See you in Vienna on March [-]. /love