After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

The roar of the plane passing by drew a long white line over a certain rich man's villa area in San Francisco.

The Porsche drew a red shadow across the block, and familiarly drove into the garage door that was opened to welcome her.

After parking the car, a graceful lady got down from the flamboyant car.

She casually pushed a pair of sunglasses in front of her eyes onto her hair and looked up towards the second floor of the villa, only to see someone leaning on the plaster railing with a somewhat lonely expression.

It was Meng Zhijin.

She couldn't keep Cheng Xi from watching the red book with a bright stamp stamped on it. She didn't even say goodbye and came to San Francisco alone, where her parents now live.

"Baby, why did you come back so suddenly?" Shen Shan was drinking coffee with her friends, and when she received the news of Meng Zhijin's return, she drove back immediately.

Asking, Shen Shan put her hand on Meng Zhijin's shoulder.

The sense of familiarity from relatives always makes people's eyes turn red when they are vulnerable, and Meng Zhijin's slightly pursed lips tightened even more.

She lowered her eyelashes like this, and her cold voice showed a rare setback: "Mom, I'm divorced."

Shen Shan was a little surprised: "What's going on?"

Meng Zhijin asked herself this question more than once, and the empty answer hung in her throat.

Like an unsolvable math problem, at the end of the countdown, it was replaced by a sigh: "I don't know what to say."

"Have you guys been arguing a lot lately?" Shen Shan asked.

Meng Zhijin shook her head: "I only quarreled once."

"Because of divorce?" Shen Shan asked again.

Meng Zhijin still shook her head: "She was shortlisted for the Jade Award this time. The Best Female Advocate Teacher is one of the judges of this Jade Award. I met Teacher Zhang at the reception last time and I told him to ask him to support her if he has the opportunity. Touch her."

A flash of understanding flashed in Shen Shan's eyes when she heard the words: "So she found out and came to fight with you?"

"En." Meng Zhijin nodded.

She pursed her lips and explained: "It's not that I don't have confidence in her, Mom. I just want to be safe. Since she wants it so much, I will do my best to give it to her. But she doesn't accept this."

Shen Shan understood Meng Zhijin's meaning, stroked her shoulder, and said: "I also heard from screenwriter Chen today that you have been working on the script with her for a long time, and you want to change the positions of Ah Fang and Nini. But now it's changed back? Have you ever wondered why Cheng Xi didn't accept your arrangement?"

Hearing Shen Shan's words, Meng Zhijin's eyes froze for a moment, and there was some confusion in her deep eyes: "She has always had a personality, but when she was with me, she was always very obedient and very polite. Listen to me. But regarding the film she used to compete for the best actress this time, I wanted her to act in "Mo", but she said nothing and didn't want to act in it, which was really beyond my expectation."

"Mom, I think this book is definitely worthy of an award, even a Golden String Award. She is very talented. With her acting skills and me helping her, it is absolutely possible."

"But Yiyi was originally yours." Shen Shan said.

But Meng Zhijin said otherwise: "I don't care, Mom. If she wants it, I'll give it to her."

"But have you ever asked her opinion?" Shen Shan hit the nail on the head, "I don't mean that you put everything in front of her and ask her if she wants it. It's that you discuss it with her before doing everything."

Meng Zhijin was stopped by Shen Shan's question again.

And that has been covering her up these days, and even made her feel a little extreme resentment towards Cheng Xixin, which was blown away with a bang.

As the wind blew across the sky, a vague feeling lingered around Meng Zhijin.

It seems that the person who caused the irreconcilable conflict between her and Cheng Xi is not someone else, but her.

"Son, do you know why sparrows can't be kept in captivity?" Shen Shan asked Meng Zhijin again.

This sentence seems to have gone off topic, without beginning or end.

Meng Zhijin was puzzled, but still shook her head politely: "I don't know."

"The old man said that the sparrow has a strong temper. If it is imprisoned, it will anger itself to death." Shen Shan looked at the few sparrows that were parked on the lawn downstairs and were eating grass seeds. "The fact is true. Once a sparrow finds itself imprisoned, it will choose to go on a hunger strike. No matter how nice its owner is to it, it will not eat or drink until it dies."

"Living without freedom cannot be called living."

From the beginning, the brows were slightly frowned, and then the brows gradually loosened and became flat.

Listening to the story Shen Shan told her, Cheng Xi couldn't help but see Cheng Xi sitting at the dining table looking at her.

Those dark eyes just looked straight at him.

When the lights fall, they are all bright and stubborn, and there are scars like broken glass in it.

She really did love this man.

But she really didn't know this person well enough.

"I can see that you care about her very much and love her very much, but two people being together is a free fusion, not a unilateral accommodation and imprisonment. To love someone, you must first respect her." Shen Shan said earnestly, "Little It's a pity that this child has a strong personality, I don't think what she wants is honor. For her, honor is probably just a concrete manifestation of her pursuit."

"Zhijin, don't you like her appearance that is as dazzling as the sun?" "If you use your method, do you think this little sun will continue to shine?"

As if repenting only after being reminded, Meng Zhijin raised her head tremblingly.

The sun's light flashed fiercely across her eyes, but it didn't have the scorching heat of winter.

The sun quietly hung on the top of the mountain, perhaps it was the last mission, and everyone had a great time together.

The last question of Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin's group was perfectly answered by Meng Zhijin, and they also surpassed Yu Tong and Xu Changyan's group by one point, temporarily ranking first.

This is something to be very happy about.

Especially for Cheng Xi, a fox with a strong desire to win, she just raised her glass and clinked a glass with the people around her.

It's just that during the interval of raising her head to drink, some suppressed emotions fell out of her eye sockets, and then when she raised her head, she resumed her careless and lazy look.

Then the other two groups played, and Cheng Xi saw that they would drink if they answered the questions correctly, and if they answered the questions incorrectly, they would also drink.

Meng Zhijin watched from the sidelines, feeling helpless for the first time.

Others couldn't tell that Cheng Xi was indulging and paralyzing herself, but she understood.

That video was the deepest thorn in the hearts of the two of them, and they couldn't let it go, so every time someone mentioned it, they had to pierce it hard.

In the end, I don't know how much Cheng Xi drank, she almost lost her footing when she got up, and Meng Zhijin helped her back all the way.

The elevator of the old-fashioned high-end residence was humming, and the familiar voice brought Cheng Xi back to the first apartment she bought in this city.

The jumping numbers stopped at the corresponding floor, the elevator door opened, and the wind poured in from the corridor, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

Cheng Xi still couldn't describe the taste, but under the subconscious impetus of alcohol, she wanted to get close to it.

Just as Meng Zhijin pushed open the door, there was warmth against her neck.

In this way, Cheng Xi took advantage of Meng Zhijin's opportunity to support her, slyly and directly pasted it, sniffing the smell, and let the alcoholic heat in her voice fall on her ear: "Mr. Meng, Meng Zhijin ,elder sister."

Meng Zhijin froze in an instant, and tightened the hand supporting Cheng Xi: "Child."

Familiar address, familiar tone.

Cheng Xi was dizzy, and seemed to be remembering what happened just now, her eyes were slightly squinted with a smile: "I don't even know, Teacher Meng still remembers those things in the past. Sister...you tell me, Acting is acting, and life is life, so why do you do these things in front of the camera."

"We're acting...we're acting, aren't we? We're acting, aren't we..."

Cheng Xi's voice smelled of alcohol, it sounded a bit vague, but it was very clear.

She repeated the rhetorical question over and over again, as if telling herself over and over again.

Tell yourself not to think about the past, and not to feel reconciled.

Not to mention... Don't be tempted.

But Cheng Xi, who was drunk, forgot, and didn't even have time to think about it.

The premise for her to let herself "don't" is that she is "almost".

"No."

And Meng Zhijin looked at Cheng Xi like this, denying her statement.

Cheng Xi frowned upon hearing this, "Why not?"

She moved away from Meng Zhijin a little bit, leaned on the cabinet at the entrance, and looked at Meng Zhijin with the automatically turned on light: "Sister, what are you thinking? Can you tell me what you are thinking?" ?"

The eyes that were full of alcohol were confused and sad, and the emotions that had been hastily suppressed in the past surged up through the chaos brought about by alcohol.

A lot of emotions rushed into Cheng Xi's mind, and her voice became higher: "Sister, why, I don't know anything! It is now, and it was also in the past."

"I try my best to make up lessons, to learn about your past, to watch your plays, just to keep up with you and understand you, but in the end I still don't understand you at all! I still don't even know why you are claustrophobic. Don't even know about phobias."

"How hard do I have to work to be worthy of you?"

"Actually, am I... not worthy of you long ago?"

The jumping thoughts are like a car without a route plan, rampaging in Cheng Xi's head, thinking of a sentence to say.

The usually bright voice gradually turned into a cry, and Meng Zhijin saw pieces of broken starlight in Cheng Xi's eye sockets in Cheng Xi's still-raised head.

It was only after the divorce that Meng Zhijin realized that her journey had been too smooth.The talent of acting made her debut at the peak, and the blessing of her parents gave her a family background that no one else could have.

The interests are related. The environment she lives in is an environment where people around her obey her. No one will have any objection to her ideas. She always gets what she wants, which also caused her to leave the camera. Ask for someone's opinion.

But not everything can be done as she wants.

Especially about feelings.

about two people getting along.

Meng Zhijin hated her self-righteous "for Cheng Xihao" very much.

He hates himself for only caring about his own feelings, never taking the initiative to run in with her, and always makes her feel uneasy about her own blankness.

The somewhat old sensor light didn't sense other movements, and went dark on its own.

A shallow breath came from the dark room, and alcohol fell on the tip of Meng Zhijin's tongue along the air.

She looked at Cheng Xi like this, and narrated softly in the dark: "I got claustrophobic because the new nanny and her boyfriend abducted me when I was young, and I was locked in a small dark room for five days. After that, I got claustrophobic, and after that, I was taken by my mother to film and embarked on the path of an actor."

Cheng Xi frowned, and a trace of surprise flashed in her chaotic eyes at this moment.

She seemed to have sensed what feelings the person opposite was conveying to her, but her single-line brain didn't allow her to think too much, so she just said, "Why are you telling me this?"

Meng Zhijin lowered her eyes slightly when she heard the words, and let out a chuckle from the corners of her slightly pursed lips.

In just a second, she raised her head again, looked directly at the drunk person in front of her, and didn't know if she would remember what she said at this moment when she woke up tomorrow, and said frankly: "I don't do anything, I just want to chase after you again. you."

"More honestly, pursue you."

Drunkenness is the consequence of alcohol accumulation.

But being sober is a matter of one sentence.

Cheng Xi's alcohol-stained eyes froze for a moment.

No matter how single-threaded her brain is at the moment, she still understands this sentence.

The four eyes meet in the silence, the moonlight from the window depicts Cheng Xi's slowly raised neck.

She leaned against the cabinet behind her like this, and said to Meng Zhijin commandingly: "Then kiss me."

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