After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

let's get a divorce

It has been snowing for a week, and it is rare to see a clear day today. The winter sun shines in through the car windows, bright but not very warm.

With the lights and shadows flickering, the wheels rolled over the snow-covered road and slowly stopped in front of the community.

The assistant looked at the mobile phone on the bracket, and the destination displayed on the navigation map was indeed this neighborhood.

This place is located in the western suburbs of Xinghai City. The community is full of single-family villas, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is only half an hour's drive from the city.

It was also his first time here, so he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Mr. Lin, should it be here?"

"Ah."

A soft voice sounded from the back seat of the car, it was cold and then quiet again.

The assistant was used to Mr. Xiaolin's reticence, and when he got an affirmative answer, he continued to step on the accelerator, and after being questioned by the security guard at the gate, he entered the community smoothly.

Followed the navigation to a small villa, swiped the card successfully, and drove all the way into the garden.

There was a light layer of snow on the grass in the garden of the villa, and the wheels rolled over it, leaving a few ruts.

The assistant stopped the car and was about to speak when he heard a buzzing sound of the phone vibrating, and when it came to his lips, he changed his words instantly: "Mr. Lin, your phone is ringing."

Behind him, the young man with closed eyes slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils are light blue, like sapphires and like the clear sea, which is said to have been inherited from the deceased old lady of the Lin family.

Seeing his eyes through the rearview mirror, the assistant couldn't help but feel the eccentricity of the creator. The only pity is that the young man's eyes are always faint, revealing a kind of alienation that people can't get close to.

The bell has rung twice.

Lin Xingmo took out the phone from his pocket, glanced at it slowly, and after seeing the caller ID clearly, he unhurriedly swiped the answer button and placed it next to his ear.

"elder brother."

"Xiaomo, are you here?"

His brother Lin Yueqian's voice came from the phone.

Lin Xingmo: "Well, I just arrived."

Lin Yueqian over there was silent, and couldn't help but said: "Xiao Mo, I don't want to force you, but you and Xu Yi are already married, so it's not a solution to stay so cold..."

"Although it is a commercial marriage, Xu Yi...Xu Yi is also a good person. I still hope you can try it. If you can't bear it, you can bear it for another two years. After two years, I will get everything done."

"it is good."

The young man lowered his eyelashes, Jun's face was expressionless.

Lin Yueqian was silent for a while, and then said: "I heard that the cat that Xu Yi raised since childhood died, and I'm not in a good mood."

"You... comfort him well?"

Lin Xingmo paused, "Oh, yes."

When he hung up the phone, his cell phone rang again.

It's sister-in-law, she sent a picture.

Lin Xingmo opened his eyes.

A man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting in a wheelchair, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his deep black pupils revealed a bit of sharp coldness, and there was an aura from someone in a high position that people couldn't ignore.

[Sister-in-law]: Xiaomo, this is Xu Yi, do you remember?

Lin Xingmo blinked, and the editor replied: Well, I remember.

[Sister-in-law]: Haha, that's good, I'm afraid you won't remember what he looks like after seeing him for a long time.

Lin Xingmo glanced at the photo again, his eyes lingering on the man's aggressive facial features.

really……

Can't remember much.

Retracting the phone, holding the handlebar with thin white fingers, the door opened with a click.

A gust of cold wind blew in.

The small garden of the villa was ventilated in all directions, and the evergreen trees were covered with snow, and when the wind blew, pieces of snow slid down, splashed a little on his hand, and quickly melted into snow water.

"You wait here for a while, I may come out soon." Lin Xingmo took out a handkerchief, wiped the back of his hand lightly, explained to the assistant, and got off the car.

The leather boots creaked on the snow.

After unlocking the door with fingerprints, Lin Xingmo walked into the entrance.The heating was turned on in the room, and it was so hot that it completely cut off the ice and snow outside.

He raised his eyes and scanned the interior of the villa.

This is the new house after he and Xu Yi got married, and he only came here once after they got married for more than half a year.

Now is the second time.

Compared to last time, the clean and fresh air made him feel a little more comfortable. He took off his heavy coat and hung it on the shelf at the door, then bent down and opened the shoe cabinet to have a look.

On the top floor are two pairs of cotton slippers neatly placed, one large and one small, of the same style and color, and on the lower floors are large-sized men's shoes, each pair is neat and clean, free from dust.

Lin Xingmo took out the small pair of cotton slippers, then sat on the chair at the entrance, slowly took off his boots, put on the slippers and lifted the pair of leather boots, and placed them neatly in the corner.

He took out the handkerchief again and wiped his hands. After carefully wiping it clean, he pulled the cotton mop and got up and walked into the house.

The furnishings in the house are the same as before, except that a painting on the wall of the living room has been taken down.

Lin Xingmo remembered that the painting seemed to be Xu Yi's cat.

Just in time, a strange woman came out of the kitchen while wiping her hands with an apron.

Seeing him, she paused, then said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, right? I didn't hear you in the kitchen just now."

Lin Xingmo nodded and remained silent.

The woman's gaze stayed on the young man's overly beautiful face for a few seconds, then she covered her admiration and introduced herself: "I am the nanny here, my surname is Chen, we should have met once before."

Lin Yueqian should have greeted him in advance, and the nanny was not surprised by his arrival.

"Hello." Lin Xingmo said.

The nanny smiled: "Mr. Xu is resting upstairs. He may... not be in a good mood. Do you want to go see him?"

Because his cat died?

Lin Xingmo remembered his brother's words, hummed lightly, and walked towards the stairs.

Come to see Xu Yi, and see his marriage partner who has been married for half a year. This is the purpose of his coming here today.

Although, he didn't know what to look at.

Slowly going up to the second floor, Lin Xingmo stood at the stairs, looking left and right.

He is not familiar with this place.

So, where is Xu Yi's room?

This doubt didn't stay for long, and there was a light "click". Lin Xingmo looked over and saw that the room on the right was opened with a crack in the door, and the sound came from inside.

He walked over silently.

With a light push, the wooden door opened, revealing the scene inside.

The curtains were all drawn, and the sunlight shone in through the glass, part of it hit the bay window, and part of it fell on the floor next to the wheelchair.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a somewhat familiar figure.

It's Xu Yi.

The man was sitting in the light, which was not particularly bright in winter, and it slowly hit his face, coating his blurred profile with a light white light.

He didn't seem to notice him, his eyes focused on a corner of the bay window, with a lighted cigarette between his fingers, resting on the armrest of the wheelchair.

He was clearly in the bright white light, but his body revealed a low and melancholy color, as if he would be submerged in dark shadows at any time, which was slightly different from the shrewd, capable and vigorous man in the photo.

Is he sad?Lin Xingmo looked at him.

Lin Xingmo is a person who can't feel emotions. Emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, and other people's complex emotions, to him, there is only peace.

However, after learning to draw, he mastered the art of discerning human emotions.

The man in front of him should be sad.

What he has learned, tell him so.

Lin Xingmo tilted his head.

Immediately, without any hesitation, he turned around and was about to leave.

He planned to wait until Xu Yi's mood calmed down a bit, because he was really not good at dealing with people in this state.

Stay here or it will only make things worse.

"Lin Xingmo?"

However, as soon as he turned around, the man's slightly hoarse voice sounded, which seemed a bit abrupt in this quiet and empty room.

Lin Xingmo stopped, and could only turn his head resignedly, and looked back.

The man in the wheelchair looked over at him.

Those dark eyes, obviously in the sun, are as deep and quiet as a starless sky at night, gloomy and low, giving people a sense of oppression.

Lin Xingmo pursed his lips slightly.

Now that he had been discovered, he did not leave again.He still understands this kind of basic social etiquette.

He looked at Xu Yi calmly and hummed lightly.

The man looked at him, his sad expression had faded, and turned into a complexity that Lin Xingmo couldn't understand.

Then, he beckoned to him.

Lin Xingmo was also looking at him, but finally he raised his foot and walked towards him, standing beside him.

When he came over, the man was holding the lighted cigarette, lightly pressing it out in the ashtray next to him, and in the transparent glass bowl, there were more than a dozen burnt cigarette butts lying here and there.

Lin Xingmo glanced at it, then slowly looked away.

"Are you back?" the man said suddenly.

"Ah, um."

Lin Xingmo nodded, watching him turn his head again, his eyes fell on him, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't understand.

After a long time, Xu Yi took his right hand hanging by his side and held it in his palm with both hands.

Lin Xingmo's hands are very white, with slender and long fingertips. Because he has been holding a pen all year round, there are rough calluses on the inside of his fingers, and faint blue veins are distributed on the back of his hands, showing a bit of coldness.

Xu Yi wrapped his hands slowly, and the warm warmth came over.

"Why aren't you wearing gloves?" he whispered.

In the past six months, the number of times the two have met can be counted on one hand. Xu Yi's gestures and greetings seem a little intimate.

Lin Xingmo tilted his head and thought for a while, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with their marriage.

Although he wasn't used to being touched, he still didn't withdraw his hand, and replied obediently, "I forgot."

Xu Yi raised his eyes and glanced at him, said nothing, only warmed his hand, and took his other hand.

His eyes were downcast, and his lashes were long and curled like fine brushes.

Lin Xingmo looked at him, thought for a while and asked, "Will you keep cats in the future?"

His brother asked him to move back, but he was allergic to cat fur. If Xu Yi wanted to keep cats, he could only continue to live in the studio as before.

Speaking of cats, Lin Xingmo finally remembered that his brother seemed to want him to comfort Xu Yi...but how?He frowned slightly, lost in thought.

But before he could organize his words, the man froze while holding his hand, and then slowly let go of his hand.

He raised his head, his black eyes slightly widened.

This was a somewhat gloomy and fierce expression, allowing Lin Xingmo to clearly see the red blood in his eyes and the faint blackness under his eyes, as if he hadn't fallen asleep for a long time.

Lin Xingmo looked at him, not quite understanding why he suddenly showed such an expression, nor could he read the emotion in his eyes.

This made his brows furrow even tighter.

So, he doesn't like to get along with complex and changeable people, which will make him at a loss.

Xu Yi stared at him, his eyes flicked over the young man's usual cold and calm face, even if he frowned, he couldn't see too many emotional fluctuations.

His eyes could not help but stagnate.

Lin Xingmo didn't like his cat, he knew it all along.

"What on earth are you here for?" He spoke again, his voice getting hoarse.

The young man stared at him, his blue eyes were clear and cold, as calm as ever.

"My brother asked me to come and see you." He replied softly.

Hearing the answer, Xu Yi looked at him quietly, then lowered his head slightly, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth.

A self-deprecating smile, like a wounded but stubborn lone wolf.

When the young man was slightly stunned, he suddenly stretched out his hand, wrapped his big palm around the young man's slender and graceful waist, and pushed it into his arms.

Although he is not good at walking, his strength is great.

Caught off guard, Lin Xingmo didn't have time to react at all. He lost his balance and fell into his arms. His right knee touched the floor with a thud.

Pain came, and the young man frowned slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

The man leaned closer to him, and the faint smell of tobacco lingered, making Lin Xingmo couldn't help but back away.

However, Xu Yi, who was aware of his intention, put his palm on the back of his neck and forced him to move forward.

The man kissed her warm lips.

Lin Xingmo blinked, and the man's crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, touching his cheek slightly, which made him feel a little itchy.

This kiss is shallow.

He didn't hate it, but he didn't like it very much either.

Xu Yi squinted slightly, looking into the young man's beautiful blue eyes, clear and clean, like clear sea water and washed blue sky, people couldn't help but be attracted.

However, at this moment, there was no shyness or anger in these beautiful pupils, they were still calm and indifferent, just like Lin Xingmo's impression.

Xu Yi let go of his hand, and also let go of Lin Xingmo.

He lowered his eyebrows and stared at the young man half lying on his lap.

Lin Xingmo is really beautiful, just looking at it makes people want to embrace her and hold her in their hands, and his posture at this moment is particularly arousing to his nerves.

however……

Xu Yi's thin lips curled slightly, with self-deprecating, more of a lack of interest.

"Let's go." The man said softly.

Then, he controlled the wheelchair to move back a little, took out the cigarette and the lighter from his pocket, and skillfully lit the lighter with the cigarette in his mouth.

The dark blue flame of the lighter was burning, and the light reflected on his face, making him look deep and gloomy.

Lin Xingmo felt a little puzzled.

A faint doubt rose in his heart, but the expression on Xu Yi's face let him know that he was in a bad mood right now.

Talking to people who are in a bad mood, the communication efficiency will be very low, it is best to take it easy.

So, Lin Xingmo didn't say anything, he stood up slowly, reached out and rubbed his sore knee.

"I'm leaving."

After speaking, he turned around without hesitation.

Xu Yi took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled it. The smoke was hazy, and it seemed that even the young man's decisive back was blurred in front of his eyes.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the pain and embarrassment in his eyes had disappeared.

He said, "Let's get a divorce."

Lin Xingmo stopped and turned around.

But the man didn't look at him again, his eyes fell on the corner of the bay window again, with an expression of indifference that he had never seen before.

"The divorce agreement will be sent to you by the lawyer, and you can sign it."

He said that with a strange and distant tone.

……

Lin Xingmo squatted under the car, recalling the scene when he saw Xu Yi for the last time, narrowing his indifferent blue eyes, and then silently took a step back.

In front of him, a little boy with a miniature version of Xu Yi's face was lying on the dirt, struggling to reach out to him.

He was about to succeed.

However, because of Lin Xingmo's small step back, even if little Xu Yi blushed and exerted all his strength, he was still a centimeter away from touching him...