Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

The weather is fine weather, the wind is fine wind, and the water is fine water.

For a while, Jiang Qingyan couldn't hear what Fang Yi was saying, as if she was just saying: "The wind is blowing, let's go back."

"what?"

Jiang Qingyan felt her heart sinking to the bottom of the lake, but her soul seemed to be floating in the air, watching that silly self asking questions.

Fang Yi on the opposite side had a face full of indifference and... a face full of burnout.

"Let's break up." This time, Fang Yi didn't even pause, she was able to say this sentence smoothly.

It seems that there is no trace of nostalgia.

Jiang Qingyan still couldn't believe it, her brain had almost completely lost its function.

How can it be?Yesterday, no, the lover who just hugged her into his arms, how could he turn his back on him?

Can people be so ruthless?Turning faces is faster than turning pages?Change of heart in the blink of an eye?

Is this person in front of her Fang Yi she knows?No, it's impossible, Fang Yi would not speak to her in such a tone.

She is the Fang Yi who clings to her, she is the Fang Yi who smiles a little ruffian and seven points handsome, she is the Fang Yi who spoils her and calls her baby and worries about her pain, she is...

She was Fang Yi who blocked her way, confidently and smilingly asked: "Miss Jiang, can I buy you a cup of coffee..." Fang Yi.

She is--

She is Fang Yi, how could she use such indifferent eyes, such alienated tone, and speak such decisive words to her?

Jiang Qingyan's mind was overwhelmed, but a chill rose from the bottom of her feet, gradually covering her whole body.

The kind that I don't believe in, but I know I have to, sad despair.

—No one would make such serious jokes with such indifference.

Fang Yi glanced at her face, she didn't even look at Jiang Qingyan anymore, she just repeated it lightly: "Let's break up. It's not that you are bad, it's that I'm tired." She said.

Saying a few more words seems to be a charity.

It might be better not to say, Jiang Qingyan can still guess whether she has difficulties?Have a grievance?Is there a reason why I have to say this?

Jiang Qingyan's hand was clenched into a fist, her nails hadn't been cut for a long time, her palm was bloodied abruptly, and she felt a dull pain.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyan could only think of one thought: Now there is no reason to even ask why.

Fang Yi revealed the answer in advance, she was just tired.

The lover who is about to break up clamors that I hate you and turns the world upside down, that is not really about to break up.Hate is another dimension of love, how much you hate, how much you love.

But the boredom, the suffocating indifference, and the faint, mocking, thoughtful disgust—Jiang Qingyan couldn't deal with it.

As if she had a long dream, the love she once thought, the eternal love she once believed in, and the desperate effort to break through the mundane, in Fang Yi's "I'm tired of it" abruptly turned into a joke.

It's just a self-created illusory dreamland that is completely addicted to love.

Do happy things with your lover, regardless of fate or calamity.

That also has to be a lover.

Jiang Qingyan suddenly smiled.

What can she say?

Crying and begging not to be abandoned?Or swear to God she'll regret it?Or, should she buy and sell to get a chance to get back together?

Can't even ask "why", don't even know "why", what position do you have to talk about redemption?

Fang Yi took out her lighter, and she lit a cigarette.

The wind at the beach was very strong, blowing loudly, and even the windproof kerosene lighter had to be fired two or three times before it was fired.

Fang Yi's smoking posture is very handsome, she holds the thin and long female cigarette between her lips and teeth.

Take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale a light puff of smoke.What floated between the red lips and the white teeth was not a cigarette, but a wanton and free and easy gaze.

she is smoking?When did she learn to smoke?

Jiang Qingyan never knew that Fang Yi had such proficient smoking skills?Is she Fang Yi?Or just a stranger in Fangyi's skin?

"Look, you can't even tell who I am." Fang Yi blew out smoke rings, she took off all the cover-ups, her eyes seemed to be mocking Jiang Qingyan's stupidity.

"I've always smoked, and I've always drank. My favorite thing to do is to find someone for a night of fun in a bar—whether male or female. Yes, I'm not gay, never have been."

"The reason why I sleep out is nothing more than the freedom I yearn for. The reason why I choose you is just because—"

Fang Yi looked at Jiang Qingyan indifferently, and said the most indifferent words in a slow and light tone.

"It's just because you are the stupidest." She finally said what she wanted to say.At the same time, let your heart fall to the end.

Once you've gone through the motions, there's no turning back.

"You are so stupid. I only need to talk about business trips, I only need to talk about work, and you will believe everything I say."

Fang Yi seemed to think of something again, and smiled again: "There are many fools, but you are the most beautiful. There are also many beautiful people, but you are the best to deceive...not only, but also the cheapest."

"Look, I've been dating you for two years, and I've slept with you for two years, but I can't pay the rent... No, I want to live in the house, and I got a free nanny..."

Fang Yi laughed and burst into tears, which overflowed into the corners of her eyes little by little, and then were blown away by the wind.

Jiang Qingyan also laughed, her efforts were considered cheap.

The sky gradually darkened, and people's true emotions could not be seen clearly.

Today's night is really strange, the sun has not yet fully set, and a faint moon has already hung above the head.

It's just that the moonlight is dim, how can it stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

"Since you cheated, why don't you continue to cheat?"

Jiang Qingyan finally regained the ability to speak, but her voice was faint, almost inaudible.

"Because I'm tired of it." The cigarette on Fang Yi's fingertips burned out, burning her skin.

People are really like the bright moon in the sky, and they cannot be owned.I was still talking about forever for the first minute, but I didn't realize that everything was just an excuse.

The saddest thing is knowing that it is an excuse, but my heart is still out of control, and I am still possessed by her every moment.

Jiang Qingyan's tears finally fell down.

She wiped away the tears falling from the corners of her eyes with her backhand, with stubborn disbelief in her eyes.

"I'll give you one more chance," she said. "One last chance."

Jiang Qingyan stubbornly believes that it is impossible, this is not Fang Yi's sincere words, as long as she retracts what she said now, she can pretend that she has not heard anything.she can.

The dissipated human voice gradually came back.

Fang Yi turned her head: "I'm leaving." She said the last sentence to Jiang Qingyan.

Not even a goodbye kiss tonight.

Jiang Qingyan couldn't hear anyone's voice, Lin Yuejuan was whispering something in her ear, Jiang Qingyan couldn't hear anything, she just nodded mechanically.

The classmates next to him were very noisy, Shen Xiaohan approached, pulled them aside and asked, "What's going on, why did Fang Yi take Wang Yanyan away?"

Only then did Jiang Qingyan come back to her senses: "Who did Fang Yi take away?"

"Wang Yanyan. Jiang Qingyan, don't scare me." Even the straight man Shen Xiaohan could see that Jiang Qingyan's expression was wrong.

Lin Yuejuan held Jiang Qingyan tightly: "Calm down, there must be some misunderstanding."

Jiang Qingyan broke Lin Yuejuan's fingers that were pulling her away one by one: "I want to go back." Her attitude was extremely firm, "If I don't go back, I won't be reconciled."

The attitude is decisive and beyond doubt.

Jiang Qingyan didn't even have time to pack her luggage, and got on the return long-distance bus under Lin Yuejuan's worried eyes.She declined everyone's company.

It took three hours to return from Linshi to this city, and all the battery power of the mobile phone was exhausted.

When we got to the downstairs of the community, the upstairs was brightly lit.

Jiang Qingyan recognized that window at a glance. They had looked up more than once when they were walking, counting which window was their home.

The past is vivid in my mind, and things have changed in an instant.

Jiang Qingyan almost rushed upstairs.

Pushing open the door and entering, the room is a mess.

The dog girl didn't even have time to enter the room.

Fang Yi pressed Wang Yanyan into the sofa, and the kiss turned the world upside down.

Jiang Qingyan broke into the door and interrupted all their movements.

Wang Yanyan was not reconciled: "The ghost of the truth lingers." She cursed in a low voice.

Fang Yi turned over and stood up, her clothes were still intact, she pulled her collar: "Jiang Qingyan, why is it so embarrassing, why don't you get together and go away?" She said, as if it was only right and proper.

Wang Yanyan also stood up, her mouth was swollen from the kiss.She raised her face in a victorious gesture.

"I got to know Fang Yi first, but you are the perfect No. 20." Wang Yanyan said, "I would like to admit defeat, Jiang Qingyan, why do you have to be so ugly."

She even knows the so-called twenty?

Jiang Qingyan was trembling with anger: "Being so reckless in someone else's house? Who is embarrassing? Who is shameless?"

Wang Yanyan glared: "Who are you scolding? My family? Who is my family? You are my family."

Jiang Qingyan looked at Fang Yi, Fang Yi still had that indifferent attitude.

It seems that he has long been used to red men and green women fighting for her and being jealous.

It's been a long time, maybe not too long, but at this moment, Jiang Qingyan's seconds are like years.

"I will pay the rent until the end of the month." Fang Yi said, "I will move out, and I will lose everything."

Fang Yi pushed Wang Yanyan out of the door and handed her the car key: "Go and wait for me in the car obediently. I will say goodbye to classmate Jiang for the last time."

Wang Yanyan pouted, the boss was reluctant, but still coquettish: "Don't make me wait too long. Isn't it a red Porsche?"

Jiang Qingyan just sneered, how could a girl who was so timid and cowardly in the devil's secret room be so domineering now.

I also thought: probably not because of being arrogant, but because all those who are favored have nothing to fear.

Fang Yi stood calmly in the hallway, and she raised her eyes to take a deep look at Jiang Qingyan.

Jiang Qingyan looked back at her fearlessly.

Fang Yi's expression softened for a second, and then was covered by indifference. She said, "Leave the car to you. It's a breakup fee."

The car, of course, does not refer to the Porsche sports car.

It's that cheap neon scooter.

Heh, Jiang Qingyan suddenly burst out laughing.

Everything is like a joke.

Self like a joke.

"Then thank you." Jiang Qingyan admired herself, and could even joke calmly?

"You're welcome, it should be." Fang Yi replied, "Anyway, I don't want it anymore, and I have to scrap it."

Fang Yi stepped out of the door, and Jiang Qingyan grabbed her hand that was about to close the door with her backhand.

"Why?" She finally asked, why, once she asked, it would be a complete loss.

"My mother's name is Fang Yiting." Fang Yi slowly pulled her hand out of Jiang Qingyan's hand.

She pulled her so tightly that she almost used all her strength to pull her hand out of Jiang Qingyan's.

In just a few seconds, Fang Yi's back was already dripping with sweat, and the cold wind blew, causing a burst of cold.

"If you want to blame, blame them for getting married. If you want to blame, blame your mother for messing with our family. No, not only her, but also that man."

Fang Yi finally spoke out: "It's just that the natural law recurs, and the retribution is not good."

She let out a long breath, a breath of bad breath that had been lingering in her chest for more than ten years.

"I have suffered, and I want you to suffer too." She said.So cruel, so decisive, so cruel, so... ridiculous.

"Click" the door closed.

The room smelled of Wang Yanyan's perfume, low-quality fruity scent mixed with Fang Yi's neutral woody scent, it was disgustingly unpleasant.

Jiang Qingyan couldn't bear it anymore, she ran to the bathroom, and retched while facing the toilet.

In the pocket, she took out a piece of crumpled paper that had been crumpled, crumpled it up, and threw it at the corner of the wall.

Mom, tell me, aren't there right and wrong choices?

Since there is no right or wrong, why are you so sad?

Or, even if there is no right or wrong, there is a price.

Now that you choose, you have to pay the corresponding price?

Jiang Qingyan finally couldn't bear it, and cried loudly in the cold bathroom at midnight.