Difficult to return

"It's so stupid. Did I say you two are filming a spy drama? It's so exciting." Listening to Song Shuhua's narration, Xiaofeng on the other side of the video widened his eyes, feeling more and more incredible.

Song Shuhua lowered his eyes: "We are divorced, we are not a couple."

"Then what do you think?"

Song Shuhua shook his head.It had been a few days, and he had just been able to face this matter, had just been able to tell Xiaofeng all this, and hadn't had time to have any thoughts.

These days, he just sorted out Lu Mingchen's performance during that time and communicated with him on the Internet, but matched the online and offline faces.

Lu Mingchen is not a person who is good at disguising. It can be said that his appearance is very consistent. No wonder he always feels that the person on the Internet gives him a feeling of deja vu.But he took this kind of familiarity and kindness as the kindness of a stranger, and never thought about this person being Lu Mingchen.

After all, I still don't believe him, I don't think Lu Mingchen is the kind of person who can try to understand and agree with others.

And they have been together day and night for so many years, and Song Shuhua only found out that Lu Mingchen was not the kind of person he thought he was after the divorce, which is quite ridiculous.

"TT, I said don't be angry. In fact, I think your husband... the ex-wife is pretty good. Seeing how busy he is, he should be sincere to you. He doesn't even know that I am so caring for me. Who has helped me so much just because I am your friend...

"It's not easy to meet someone who treats you sincerely and is willing to take the initiative to understand yourself in this life. If you still have feelings for him, why don't you try to save him?"

"It's been four or five months since the divorce, and he's started a new life."

Song Shuhua recalled that when they divorced, Lu Mingchen looked indifferent from angry to exhausted to numb and desperate. Even if he still had affection, he must have been tossed away.He also remembered that he had already decided to leave City A, would he have found his belonging elsewhere, otherwise how could he give up the place where he lived for many years so easily, even the general manager of Zihua?

"Try it, in case someone still misses you."

"I didn't think about it. I don't know what kind of mood I should face him now..." Song Shuhua felt his gaffe, and said quickly, "You don't understand. He is the kind of person who never procrastinates. He will let himself do what he wants to do. The moment he agrees to divorce, he has already let go. "

Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, and said something else.If he is in a bad mood, he can go to the south to play with him and relax.

Before hanging up the video, I finally persuaded: "TT, don't be so entangled all the time, reasoning is useless, people should trust their intuition sometimes."

The video hung up, and Song Shuhua's face was reflected on the black screen. He looked at himself in a daze for a while.

It's true that I don't know what kind of mood I should face Lu Mingchen, my feelings for him are too complicated.Guilt takes the main role. I originally thought that the guilt of cheating feelings would end with the divorce, but because I have benefited from the other party to some extent, I have a new kind of guilt.

In other corners, there is still anger at him investigating and deceiving himself, as well as the embarrassment and anger of saying so many shameful things to him online, some gratitude for his care, and a little bit seems to extend from the Internet to reality Favor... It's just that there is no hatred that Lu Mingchen said, never had.

Song Shuhua caught a glimpse of the jewelry box that he brought back and put it on the coffee table casually.I took it home from the coffee shop that day, and then took it from home to the rental house here.These days I've been in a daze, I haven't forgotten to bring this thing, but I just don't have the heart to open it.At this moment, he remembered to see what it was.

Opening the satin-finished wooden box, there is a round pearl necklace lying on the white silk cotton cushion. Under the natural indoor light, it seems to be surrounded by a soft halo, which is very exquisite and beautiful.

Back then Lu Mingchen sent a similar one to his mother.Song Shuhua still remembers his inner longing and desire to have when he helped his mother try it on.At that time, Lu Mingchen asked, and it was out of stock.

So after so long, it's finally new?

So in fact, Lu Mingchen knew that he liked it at that time, and if I ask one more question, is he going to buy it as a gift?

So early on did he already know about his performance in QUEEN and find out about his house full of dresses?

Can't figure out why, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Song Shuhua took the necklace to the mirror and put it on for himself.

The length just reached the position of the neck, the pearl has some weight and the cold body feels against his warm skin.Song Shuhua's fingertips started from the bead that fell in the middle of his neck, touched the back of his neck one by one, and then touched back from the back of his neck, pinching the middle bead, and he felt a familiar happiness in his heart.

He took off the necklace and took it to the old house.

From the layers of skirts, he found his pure white lace open-cut cheongsam, put on the skirt and high-heeled shoes, and painted himself.

After all these were done, he took out the necklace and put it on again, and walked around the small room with his head up, stopping in front of each mirror.

Turning around, like a snow-white peacock with its screen open to admire itself.Only on the cheekbones are two groups of natural and soft blushes, which are the joy that cannot be concealed by the excitement.

At that moment, he thought of Queen's stage again, thinking of himself wearing this outfit and standing under the spotlight, thinking of the finishing touch of the pearl necklace, which would definitely make him unbelievably beautiful.

Just indulging in this kind of imagination, he was already excited.

When he came back to his senses, he wanted to thank Lu Mingchen.Picking up the phone, subconsciously clicked on the chat software, but the message could not be sent out, and it was prompted that the other party refused to receive his message.This is why he was blacklisted.

It was only at this moment that Song Shuhua realized that Lu Mingchen knew all about his emotional movements, and also knew that he was in love with "someone else".Just thinking about it for a while, I know that when Lu Mingchen plays the role of "others" and receives his own feelings, he will feel very uncomfortable.

The excitement brought to him by the pearl necklace cooled down instantly, not only on the Internet, probably in reality Lu Mingchen also didn't want to receive his calls or see his people anymore.

He tried to recall whether Lu Mingchen hated him when they met at the coffee shop on the last day, but no matter what, he couldn't remember what kind of expression the other party had when facing him.When he learned that the person he was waiting for was Lu Mingchen, Song Shuhua's brain was completely shut down, and he could only roughly remember what the other party said.

He said that he would never see her again, told him to be well, and gave him a pearl necklace.

Without figuring out why, his thoughts were interrupted by a call from his mother.

Mother Song's first sentence was to question: "Ah Hua, tell me honestly to your father that you and Xiao Lu are divorced, do you really want to?"

"..."

The speakerphone was on over there, and his father's voice sounded immediately: "Speak, did you take the initiative?"

"Yes... I mentioned it."

Holding the phone, Song Shuhua stiffened his body, the inner retreat and fear made his breathing unsteady.Not sure how his parents knew, but he knew a storm was coming.

"Song Shuhua, where are you now, get the hell out of here!"

Song Guoqiang growled angrily on the other end of the phone.Song Shuhua quickly threw the phone aside, just hugged his arm, the corners of his mouth quivered, unable to speak.

"Guoqiang, don't worry, let me tell him..." Song's mother turned off the speakerphone, and her tone was much gentler than his father's, "Shuhua, don't blame your father for speaking badly. Zihua's affairs are very anxious. You also know that after your divorce, Xiao Lu will leave Zihua. Finally, your father has been looking for someone to pick him up, and it is very difficult to find. Several managers have gone with the team below. The relationship between people is not good. And let Qingxue also go to the company. You know that Qingxue, your father actually looks down on him, but it’s not that no one can help you. You have to let him go, and the result is also messed up. Chickens fly dogs jump.

"Zihua is not only our company, it is also related to so many of your uncles and aunts, if Xiaolu leaves and the company really collapses, what will your father do for so many years and our Song family?

"Your father found out that Xiao Lu divided half of your property. You said that you have been at home for so many years and have not gone out to work. He can still divide you so much money. He is also a loving and righteous man. He is a nice man and can make money. , I have always been very kind to you, you are a lack of heart, why do you want a divorce, my mother doesn't understand you.

"Mom is from here. Listen to Mom and remarry Xiaolu. He is willing to give you a house and money. He must still have feelings for you. If you lower your profile and apologize, saying that you did something wrong, he will definitely I also forgive you and agree to remarry."

After hearing what his mother said, Song Shuhua bit the corner of his mouth and gradually tightened his mouth, muttering: "I don't agree."

"What did you say?"

Song Shuhua suddenly grabbed the phone and said loudly: "I don't agree to remarry. Don't meddle in my relationship anymore, can I live my life?

"I am your son, a human being, not the rope my father used to tie Lu Mingchen, don't force me anymore."

It was the first time she heard Song Shuhua yelling so loudly, Song's mother was also a little confused: "You... what are you talking about, your father and I are all for your own good, what's wrong with Lu Mingchen? What's not good enough for you?"

"For my own good? If it's really for my own good, then don't worry about me anymore. I won't remarry, you give up on it."

"You talk to us like that? Song Shuhua, did your father and I make a mistake in raising you so much? I found you such a good husband and raised you without a job. In the end, you treat us like this? You're going to kill us." The whole family is restless, how can I have a son like you..."

Before his mother could finish speaking, Song Shuhua hung up the phone.When he came back to his senses, tears had already flowed down his face.He wiped away his tears indifferently, but he was not sad at all. He knew that this was just his usual stress response when facing his parents' censure.Facing them, his heart was already as cold as a stone, and he no longer had a trace of warmth and expectation.