actor, he refuses to remarry

Zhan Juzhou looked at Su Wanfeng, then at the divorce agreement, and his voice faltered: "What do you mean?"

He called himself back in such a hurry just to talk about... the divorce?

Su Wanfeng raised his head, stretched out his hand to smooth the corner of the divorce agreement, and said softly, "Zhan Juzhou, let's... divorce."

"What's the reason?"

Su Wanfeng twitched his Adam's apple, bowed his head and remained silent.

Zhan Juzhou sat down opposite him, and said in a calm voice, "Are you still angry?"

Su Wanfeng shook his head and smiled palely: "No."

Zhan Juzhou: "Then why did you divorce me?"

Su Wanfeng bit her lips tightly.

Zhan Juzhou's heart beat fast and panicked, he took the divorce agreement from Su Wanfeng's hand, threw it aside without even looking at it, and then grabbed Su Wanfeng's hand.

"I know what I said was wrong last night, I'm an asshole, and I apologize to you."

Su Wanfeng shook his head: "No...you are right."

Zhan Juzhou was annoyed: "That's right, why did you want me to divorce you!"

Su Wanfeng's neck shrank slightly, and his eyes turned red.

Zhan Juzhou's nose was sore, he said in a panic, "Su Wanfeng, talk! We've been married for less than two months, and you're going to divorce me now? You should give me a reason!"

Su Wanfeng's tears fell down in a "clack-clack".

"Is the reason..." He looked at Zhan Juzhou and forced a smile: "Then let me ask you, where were you... last night?"

Zhan Juzhou: "In the company."

Su Wanfeng's eyes were full of disappointment: "Didn't you go to other places? Didn't you meet other people?"

Zhan Juzhou was stunned for a moment, and squeezed Su Wanfeng's hand: "You mean Xia Mufeng? I...I have seen him before. He took a lot of sleeping pills, so I sent him to the hospital."

Su Wanfeng: "Really?"

Zhan Juzhou was anxious: "I have nothing with him! Zesheng is also here, and last night, Zesheng stayed with him in the hospital, so I sent him to the hospital and then I went to the company. If you don't Believe me, I'll call Zesheng now."

Su Wanfeng: "He is your friend and teammate, do you think I will believe what you say?"

Zhan Juzhou was momentarily at a loss for words.

Su Wanfeng pulled his hand out of his palm little by little.

Zhan Juzhou lowered his head slightly, took a few heavy breaths, and then grabbed his hand again. He slowly raised his head, staring at Su Wanfeng with scarlet eyes: "I won't play e-sports, okay?"

Su Wanfeng: "What?"

Zhan Juzhou was anxious: "I don't play e-sports anymore. Anyway, I'm not too young. It's time to change my career. I'll go to the company tomorrow to terminate the contract. I'll post on Weibo later to announce my retirement."

Su Wanfeng looked at Zhan Juzhou in a daze.

"How about we travel abroad and have a honeymoon? I will accompany you wherever you want to go. Don't you want to go to an amusement park? May I take you to Disneyland?"

Zhan Juzhou's red eyes are shocking.

Su Wanfeng finally pulled back his hand, took back the divorce agreement that Zhan Juzhou had thrown aside, smoothed out the wrinkles little by little, and said in a hoarse voice: "I've already signed it, you Sign it too, I will...move out tonight."

Zhan Juzhou was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath, stood up, "I'll cook, you are alone... think about it again."

He grabbed the bag and headed to the kitchen.

Su Wanfeng stopped him: "I've thought it through very clearly, Zhan Juzhou, since I married you, I've been very tired..."

Zhan Juzhou stopped, and the bag in his hand was almost crushed by himself.

Su Wanfeng was full of tears: "You and I are not in the same world at all. I know very well how much you care about that matter. I don't want you to lie to me, and I don't want me to lie to myself... This marriage makes me feel a little bit better. Not happy, not happy at all!"

There were tears in Zhan Juzhou's eyes, and he gritted his teeth firmly: "You should think about it again, Wan Feng, it's not easy for us to be together..."

He didn't want to just give up.

Su Wanfeng shook his head: "I don't want to think about it anymore...I've already thought about it very clearly, let's separate."

Zhan Juzhou raised his head, sniffed, turned his head to look at the tears on Su Wanfeng's face, and tremblingly said, "Do you really want a divorce?"

Su Wanfeng nodded.

Zhan Juzhou's heart seemed to be broken, he walked back with heavy steps, and threw the deformed bag aside.

After a long time, he finally nodded in compromise.

He grabbed the pen on the table, stared at the divorce agreement for a long time, and then signed his name.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, and the pen in his hand fell to the table with a "clack".

Su Wanfeng bowed his head: "...Thank you. Tomorrow morning, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and go through the formalities."

Zhan Juzhou didn't speak, he turned and went back to the study, and closed the door with a "bang".

Su Wanfeng wiped his eyes and started to pack his things.

He didn't have many things, just some daily necessities and some clothes, and packed half a suitcase.

He took off all the rings and watches that Zhan Juzhou bought for him, and put them neatly on the table.

Staring at the diamond ring, Su Wanfeng couldn't help but shed tears.

This time, being with him...is no longer possible.

That's right, people like him who live in mud and swamps should stay away from him, and stay away from him.

He couldn't let Zhan Juzhou be haunted by vampires.

Su Wanfeng rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, closed the door of the suitcase, then walked to the door of the study room, and knocked lightly: "I've packed my things, I... I'm leaving."

It was quiet inside, there was no sound at all.

Su Wanfeng stood at the door for a long time before turning around.

The door of the study opened suddenly.

When he turned around, he saw Zhan Juzhou handing over a bank card.

Su Wanfeng had a sore nose, then shook his head.

Zhan Juzhou frowned, and stuffed the bank card into his hand, then stretched out his hand to help him straighten his hair, while fiddling with the soft hair, he said: "Take it, I wanted to give you a house, but you probably don't Yes, the money is not much, you take it and find a place to live, don’t go to the bar to accompany drinks, drinking too much of that stuff is not good for the stomach, take care of yourself, if there is any difficulty, don’t support it alone, give it to me I call."

Su Wanfeng looked down at the bank card in his palm and stuffed it back for him. He smiled: "No need, I have savings. Thank you."

He pulled up the suitcase and turned to leave.

"Do we have to get a divorce?"

Zhan Juzhou catches up.

Su Wanfeng didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that Zhan Juzhou would see his sadness, so he could only tense his shoulders, and said with difficulty: "I'm very tired when I'm with you, I want to find someone... who can let me relax A person who lives loosely."

Zhan Juzhou hugged him tightly from behind, "I'm sorry, I never noticed that you are so unhappy."

Su Wanfeng broke away from his hand, dragged the suitcase, and stepped out of the apartment without looking back.

Zhan Juzhou looked at the background of his departure, like a sculpture, silent for a long time.

……

The next morning, Su Wanfeng and Zhan Juzhou received the divorce certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

When walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhan Juzhou asked, "Have you found a place to live? Where did you sleep last night?"

Su Wanfeng was stuffing the divorce certificate into his backpack without looking up: "The hotel I stayed at last night, I bought a bus ticket, I'm leaving here."

Zhan Juzhou: "Where are you going?"

Su Wanfeng smiled: "Go to find a distant relative, a cousin of my mother, she opened a restaurant over there, I can go there and help."

Zhan Juzhou really wanted to ask him where his address was, but he endured it again and again, and finally swallowed it back.

Su Wanfeng put his backpack on his back, "I'm leaving."

Zhan Juzhou nodded: "Take care of yourself."

"En." Su Wanfeng bowed his head in response, then turned his head and left.

Zhan Juzhou stood there alone, watching his back turn into a black spot and disappearing from his sight, he felt as if his whole body was split apart.

……

Su Wanfeng went to Su Jianbo's rental house with his bag on his back.

Su Jianbo was lying on the bed watching TV, and when he saw Su Wanfeng coming, he hurried over, overjoyed: "Son, you're here? How is it? Did you raise money?"

Su Wanfeng looked at him expressionlessly: "I don't have any money, Dad, who else do you think will lend me money?"

Su Jianbo's face distorted all of a sudden, "That guy named Zhan, didn't you marry him:...":

"I divorced him." Su Wanfeng smiled wryly.

Su Jianbo: "What?"

Su Wanfeng took out two certificates from his bag, one was a divorce certificate, and the other was a stamped and invalid marriage certificate.

Su Jianbo snatched it away, and was instantly annoyed: "Who told you to divorce him?! What about the money? You divorced, did he give you the money?"

Su Wanfeng shook his head: "No. Not a single point."

Su Jianbo grabbed Su Wanfeng's hair, "Go to him for it! You fucked him for so long, right?"

Su Wanfeng's scalp ached sharply, and his face was pale: "He said he didn't like being threatened by others, so he divorced me. He also said that if we went to him again, he would directly report and warn us to blackmail him."

Su Jianbo: "No trash!"

He slapped Su Wanfeng hard.

Su Wanfeng beat him hard and threw him to the ground, knocking his forehead against the corner of the table, blood and tears streaming down his face.

Su Jianbo angrily tore up the two documents.

Su Wanfeng's eyes were all scarlet, he got up and said, "Give it back to me!"

The notebook fell on the ground, Su Wanfeng staggered towards it, picked up the marriage certificate, the group photo inside had been torn into pieces, Su Wanfeng's eyes were red, and his fingers were trembling to put the photos back together.

Su Jianbo kicked Su Wanfeng on the back: "You trash! You trash! How did I raise your trash son!"

He picked up a broom from behind the door, which was as thick as two thumbs, and frantically greeted Su Wanfeng.

Su Wanfeng's voice trembled in pain: "Dad...Dad!"

Neighbors heard the movement and knocked on the door.

Su Jianbo roared: "What are you looking at?! Haven't you seen Lao Tzu teaching his son?"

The neighbor didn't dare to take care of other people's housework, so he left again.

Su Wanfeng was beaten by Su Jianbo from the door to the inner room, and finally shrank in the corner, hugging his head with his arms, whimpering, and the back of his hand was full of red marks from being pulled out.

Su Jianbo was tired from beating, threw the broom away, and kicked Su Wanfeng again: "Trash! Find a way to get money for me tomorrow!"