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

The night sky in the early morning carried a kind of silence and loneliness.

It was as if someone had accidentally knocked over the ink, and it splashed all over the sky, which was thick and depressing.

The moonlight fell through the windows of the police station into a corridor rarely visited by people, casting a layer of haze on the pure black shadow under the light.

After reuniting for so long, it was the first time that Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin sat together peacefully.

The strong aroma of coffee wafts over the paper cups in a shape with the warm wind.

It was held in the hand like this, not like it was used for drinking, but as an excuse to be used to keep warm.

The sound of the prisoners joking and joking was cut off, and the corridor was a little quiet.

The scarlet flat fingernails lightly tapped the paper cup, Cheng Xi paused, and spoke first: "Well, I heard what Xiao Wu said, thank you and uncle for the lawyer's matter, I know that it is very difficult for mentally ill people to be sentenced."

"No need." Meng Zhijin shook her head, not feeling how difficult it was.

This is also of course.

Meng Zhijin can be said to be from a famous family, her mother is a big actress who has won all the three majors in China, and her father is the founder of a law firm with the highest winning rate in China, and has never failed since graduation.

Then, Meng Zhijin asked again: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Sell this house and move to a place with higher security." Cheng Xi replied.

Even if she doesn't want to, she can only do so now.

"How good a house do you think you can get with your current financial strength?" Meng Zhijin continued to ask.

Cheng Xi was caught off guard by Meng Zhijin's rhetorical question.

She paused to look at Meng Zhijin who spoke such blunt words, but saw that this man was still sitting upright as before, even after a day of filming, he was tired from back pain, and he did not relax outside. Second.

There was a sense of distant gap opened in the light of the corridor at night, the surprise in Cheng Xi's eyes gradually changed to her usual indifference, and her voice also became lazy: "If you can't change it to a better one, you can't change it." Is it a little bit later? If it doesn’t work, let’s fade out slowly. If no one pays attention, what happened today will not happen. In fact, I am almost in this state now.”

With that said, Cheng Xi leaned against the back of the iron corridor chair.

The cold temperature plundered her back, which was only covered by a layer of white shirt, and there was a bit of a smirk in her slack eyes.

She didn't want to admit this in front of Meng Zhijin.

But she seemed to have no way to avoid it.

During this year or two, she had a bad life under Chen Zhuoying's deliberate targeting.

very bad.

After the words fell, the expression on Meng Zhijin's face paused.

Cheng Xi didn't see it very clearly.

She didn't know if this was her own delusion. Just as she was about to confirm, she heard Meng Zhijin's voice: "Do you really know what you want now?"

"You've never been content with the status quo."

Meng Zhijin's voice was light and cold.

To be more precise, it is raw and cold.

This is the first time they have been alone since their divorce.

The strange atmosphere of getting along with each other in peace disappeared under the repetition of old events.

These two strangers who look very different from others are indeed lovers who once knew each other very well.There was a huge hole in the whitewashed paper wall, and it was so embarrassing to lie naked between the two of them.

The atmosphere sank.

There was a cold wind rubbing against the ground, slightly chilling Xie's ankles, creating a chill.

She held the only heat source in her hand, smiled a little, and echoed: "Yes, you said it too, let's go."

"The past is already in the past, how can we go back?"

"No one can go back, everyone must go forward." Meng Zhijin said.

Cheng Xi's heart sank.

She stared at the tan patch of coffee in her sight, as if she was being stubborn or unwilling, and said, "I'm moving forward."

"Going forward and standing still are two concepts." Meng Zhijin denied it.

"You know better than I how fast the domestic entertainment circle is updated. Everyone is standing in the turbulent river. Only by holding on to the rope can we move forward."

Cheng Xi asked back: "The rope you are talking about is "Our Romantic World"?"

Meng Zhijin nodded: "Yes."

"Qi Ming should have analyzed your current situation for you. I am the only one who can help you avoid Chen Zhuoying."

Meng Zhijin nodded quickly, which simply made Cheng Xi frown.

She has really gone through too many things today that make her feel tired and struggling.

It's just that when she looked up at Meng Zhijin and saw the person who said such cold words to herself, she couldn't help being aroused, and asked back: "Meng Zhijin, I don't think I know you well enough. I really don't know what you were thinking at the time."

Cheng Xi's words not only refer to the present, but also hide the past.

The contradiction revealed ferocious barbs from the wrapping of time, piercing fiercely into the hearts of the two of them.

Although it should have been rusty and dull, it still hurts.

The paper cup was gripped by someone, causing ripples, and suddenly returned to calm.

Meng Zhijin covered her expression, still calm: "It's very simple, vested interests."

"The program team has a high level of professionalism, and there is a lot of audience traffic. I haven't appeared on the domestic screen for two years. I need this opportunity. The program team handed it over, so it is naturally within the scope of our team's consideration."

Cheng Xi grasped the doubts she had before, pressing her step by step: "Then why me?"

"Because you are the only one who has not been matched with CP." Meng Zhijin replied without pausing.

The implication is that she is just following the rules.

She didn't use her aura as a movie queen to exercise any privileges, and she didn't mix any personal emotions.

This is the best answer.

Also the worst.

The light falls flat between the two, and the shadows on the wall are separated by an obvious distance.

Cheng Xi calmed down, but not completely.

She felt as if someone had poured cold water on her from the head to the bottom. The cold wind made her feel chilly all over, but it made her sober again.

"Human ambition is always a monster with insatiable desires. You keep obtaining resources to feed it, and it will give you what you want. If you want to climb up again, I can be your ladder."

Meng Zhijin looked at Cheng Xi as she spoke.

Her pupils were as black and pure as the night, like Minerva walking out of the head of Zeus, once again teaching Cheng Xi the rules of survival in this world.

Straightforward and ambiguous with a willingness to sacrifice.

This made Cheng Xi, a fox who had long been accustomed to seduce people, startled.

And then Meng Zhijin's voice came again, as if he didn't notice Cheng Xi's slightly startled, and cut off the ambiguity that shouldn't exist at this time: "If you feel awkward, go to the show with this idea , gain exposure and increase your business value.”

Her voice was still cold.

After a pause, he asked again: "Cheng Xi, do you still want a queen?"

Time seems to be paused at this moment.

Cheng Xi could hear her heart beating.

It's not the slumped and ambiguous scene in the dream.

The numb unwillingness suddenly awakened in this sentence, and struggled out of Cheng Xi's numb ambition.

Tearing away the decadent carrion she had accumulated over the past year, she felt pain like growing teeth.

This was the purpose of her stepping into this circle in the first place.

How to make her not want to.

The silence in the corridor changed the atmosphere.

Meng Zhijin looked at the stubborn Cheng Xi who had faded from her eyes, and didn't continue the topic, but said: "Think about it. It's getting late, I have an announcement tomorrow morning, so I should go."

After all, Meng Zhijin easily got up from her seat and prepared to leave.

The moonlight is hazy, casting a round of silence behind the dark clouds.

The warm coffee had gradually lost its temperature, and Cheng Xi held it in his hand meaninglessly.

After Meng Zhijin left, she sat here alone, with many things going through her mind.

about her past.

About her ambition that she had confessed to Meng Zhijin.

That night was also such a starry sky, and the crew at the end of the big night play packed up the shooting props in an orderly manner.

The theater was filled with the damp smell of unattended curtains in midsummer. Cheng Xi sat on the stage with her legs dangling in the air.

"Child, what are you thinking?"

The woman's cold voice fell on Cheng Xi's ear at the same time as the cold soda can.

She turned her head to look, and the person standing behind her was none other than Meng Zhijin.

She has changed out of her filming clothes, but her hairstyle has not been removed yet.

A beige floral silk scarf was tied into the twisted braid on one side, which added a softness to her usual cold and alienated feeling.

It is ambitious enough that you can tell anyone.

It's okay to be brought closer by Meng Zhijin's gentleness for a moment.

Cheng Xi dazzled, did not hide it, and spoke frankly and arrogantly to this woman she had only known for less than a week: "I wonder if I can be the leading role in the future, and if I can also stand on the podium and win the best actress once." .”

"Then do your best." Meng Zhijin said, rubbing Cheng Xi's small face with her cold fingers.

The conversation of that day is still in my ears.

But Cheng Xi saw that he was getting further and further away from that goal.

Those with dry ambitions and lack of water were placed in the corner, as if they would shatter if anyone touched them next.

But Meng Zhijin touched it today, but it didn't really break.

What shattered was only the layer of dust that Cheng Xi had gradually forgotten.

"Sister Xi!" Xiao Wu's voice came from one end of the corridor, pulling Cheng Xi's attention back, "There are still some things that haven't been dealt with here. Sister Ming has booked a room for you, let's go back first."

Cheng Xi nodded and walked towards Xiao Wu: "Have you been looking for me for a long time?"

"Not at all, this place is easy to find, I'll go there wherever it's quiet." Xiao Wu was so clever that he took Cheng Xi to her nanny's car while speaking.

The comfortable temperature dispelled the coolness of the night, and Cheng Xi noticed that the driver in the cab had changed at some point.

She didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing, and her attention was attracted by a large package of unopened white rabbit toffee placed on the car seat beside her.

Cheng Xi likes toffee.

Especially when encountering things that make her have negative emotions.

In fact, this habit is only cultivated in the past three or four years...

Reminiscing restlessly, Cheng Xi frowned.

She took the toffee straight away, and while opening it, she sighed mockingly: "Xiao Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time, when did you become so clever? You know how to prepare a big white rabbit for me."

Xiao Wu didn't dare to take the credit, and said frankly, "It's not me, Sister Xi, it's Teacher Meng."

The author has something to say:

Pigeon: stop pretending

Meng Zhijin (tsundere): I didn’t