After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

Gu Jian lowered her hair and smiled, the dimple on one side of her mouth was white and sweet, but every word she said was thorny: "I really can't compare the process of having no face and no skin."

Cheng Xijue knew not to push too hard, and said with a frown, "I will negotiate with my mother to fulfill our marriage deadline as promised."

After a pause, his voice was slow and astringent, "You have more control over my own destiny than me. At least you can choose whether to agree to the marriage, but I have no choice. My marriage is just a matter of poker. I will never have the simplest happiness of ordinary people."

Gu Jian had no sympathy and looked at Cheng Xijue indifferently.

Cheng Xijue took off his thin glasses and looked young and handsome. He nodded and rubbed his eyebrows and said, "My parents are the same way. Ah Lie was born with my mother's surname because my mother doesn't want her child to repeat the same mistakes. He can have his own hobbies." Career, marry because of love, instead of becoming a slave of this huge family like me."

"You can defect." Gu Jian commented impersonally.

Cheng Xijue laughed at himself, leaned back on the swivel chair with a tired expression, "Don't think that I am omnipotent, I have nothing but money, and I really want to get a divorce as soon as possible, but I can't, I don't even have this Nothing can satisfy you."

If it was someone else, his heart would be softened to water. Cheng Xijue is usually as stable as a mountain, with a style of grace and elegance. Who would have thought that such a man at the top of the pyramid would have such a fragile side, revealing his heart without reservation, and no one could bear to hear it.

Gu Jian was not emotional, and urged coldly: "So, how long do I have to wait before getting a divorce?"

Showing weakness had little effect, Cheng Xijue put on his glasses with one hand, "I'll give you an answer within three days."

After getting a specific time, Gu Jian stood up and stuffed his hands into his pockets, "Well, I'll return to gravity first."

"What's the hurry?"

Cheng Xijue loosened his tie knot, stood up with the edge of the table, and said casually: "You don't have to go to work, you can have lunch with me."

"I have already eaten."

"Then have another meal."

There was no doubt in Cheng Xijue's tone, which swept away the gloomy and bitter appearance just now.

It was still the Chinese restaurant they visited last time. Cheng Xijue sent a message on the way. When they arrived at the restaurant, the dishes were served one by one, so there was no need to spend time waiting.

The newlyweds like sour tastes, Cheng Xijue ordered all the sour dishes in the restaurant, and presented a large table full of delicious dishes, and the smell hits the face as soon as they entered the room.

Going to the hospital early in the morning for an ultrasound, Gu Jian hasn't had a drop of water since morning, and picks up the bowls and chopsticks to eat slowly in silence.

Cheng Xijue folded her arms, the beauty chewed and ate slowly and pleasingly, feeling a sense of satisfaction of successful feeding.

The mobile phone on the table buzzed and vibrated, Cheng Xijue picked it up, pressed the connect and hands-free buttons, put it on the table casually, and continued to watch Gu Jian eat.

With a smile in Muro's melodious voice, he said straight to the point: "I see you posted my profile. I searched for Bane on Station D, and I'm [-]% sure that he is my friend. His voice and body are exactly the same as his. You are so powerful. This can be found..."

Gu Jian concentrated on cutting off the head and tail of the shrimp, and Xiubai Xiuting's fingers moved deftly. Cheng Xijue was fascinated by it, and said absently: "All the materials in your Garden of Eden were destroyed by Song Liang. I can only get the list of pseudonyms. Bane was well-known at that time, so he was chosen by Professor Song as a matter of course."

"It turns out that he and the same make music." Muro disappeared with a smile, and said softly: "His account on station D hasn't posted a new video for ten years, and I haven't found any relevant information on the Internet."

Cheng Xijue stared straight at Gu Jian's fingers, and said calmly: "Station D internally says that the IP address is in Yuning, but I haven't logged in once in ten years. Something must have happened. You should be mentally prepared."

"...That must have something to do with Song Liang."

Muro was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and said quickly: "I want to talk to you about Eden face to face, it may be helpful to find him."

Cheng Xijue agreed. From the analysis of the information he found, Song Liang, who is full of peaches and plums, is not perfect on the surface. The unique education method does make students stand out and become the best in various industries. It is impossible to be without any regrets. Song Liang's students, colleagues, and all the media who have contacted him, unexpectedly none of them have sex with him.

In today's transparent era, it can be called weird.

Cheng Xijue hung up the phone, and Gu Jian was quietly drinking soup. The snow-white and delicate porcelain spoon was pressed against the soft and bright lips, looking beautiful with red lips and white teeth. trophy, and asked casually: "Have you heard of Song Liang's Garden of Eden?"

"hiss--"

The hot soup was hot to the tip of his tongue. Gu Jian picked up the teacup with one hand and took a sip of cold tea to cool down. After a few seconds, he spit it out, "Adam and Eve ate the forbidden/fruit Garden of Eden?"

Cheng Xijue raised his thin chin, pinched his cheeks, and looked at the bright red tongue, fortunately no blisters, "A school for geniuses."

Gu Jian pushed his hand away, lowered his head and casually stirred the soup with the spoon, the line of the back of his neck was clean and moist, "I've never heard of it."

In order to prevent him from scalding his tongue again, Cheng Xijue rang the call bell, called for the waiter, and ordered the soup to be cooled down until the temperature was right before serving.

As for Song Liang's "Garden of Eden", Cheng Xijue has never believed in the idea of ​​a genius school. The reason why a genius is a genius is that it is a talent bestowed by God. It is unique and unique. Acquired learning can only become a talent.

He has known Muro for several years. Muro is open-minded and speaks everything in the face of media interviews, but he has never talked about his experience in Eden. These conversations ended abruptly when Eden ended. Muro did not want to talk about Eden. any topic.

In order to find his former friends, he had to tear apart the dusty memories.

In an elegant art piano exhibition hall, there are bottles and cans torn open on the table, and the smell of alcohol is strong. Muro is lying on the sofa half drunk and half awake, his fingers unconsciously tapping the rhythm of the piano on the can.

Cheng Xijue poured a glass of whiskey, threw two ice cubes into the glass, and leaned against the dark piano, "I still have a meeting in the afternoon, and I'll give you half an hour."

Muro took a sip of wine, closed his eyes and relaxed his body. Alcohol temporarily relaxed his nerves, and his subconscious no longer resisted Eden, "I committed suicide before."

Cheng Xijue raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Why?"

Muro didn't move at all, as if his memory would be interrupted if he moved, "More than ten years ago, I just won a trophy in a competition, and I met Song Liang for the first time in the background. He understood my piano art deeply, didn't he? In pure admiration, he could hear the rhythm of every beat and guide me with kindness and kindness."

Professor Song Liang’s first impression is excellent. He doesn’t look handsome, but he is very gentle and has a traditional literati air. Generally, a knowledgeable person like him can’t help showing off his knowledge, but Song Liang is modest and friendly. Be it a homeless man picking up garbage on the street or a high-ranking official in the Department of Education, they meet and greet each other without discrimination, and they still have a rare literati character.

It was a great joy to be selected by Song Liang, and Muro's parents were ecstatic, packing him up and sending him to the Garden of Eden.

It was Song Liang's own manor, an orchard full of flowers, the spring and summer flowers were fragrant, and the lucky people lived in the beautiful white house.

At the beginning, it was indeed a short memory of Muro. Song Liang was like a father like a brother. He took care of the living habits of each student and often talked with them. He was not like the elders who are superior, but like a friend who really understands you completely and is willing to listen to you. All unpleasant, and fully supportive understanding.

Until one day after they fully understood each other, Song Liang gently explained the genius manufacturing plan, saying that what Muro had experienced in the past was eating garbage. To smash and cleanse oneself, only when there is nothing in the mind, and then he, a good teacher and helpful friend, fills in the clean and excellent inner core, and then he will become a genius.

Muro was young back then, trusting every word Song Liang said, and that was the beginning of the nightmare.

Song Liang, a good teacher and helpful friend, turned his face and turned into a cruel and ruthless villain. He denied and suppressed all the advantages of Muro, insulted him in front of all the students, trampled on all the honors he had won, encouraged everyone to isolate him, and led his parents to condemn him for being out of group.

The process of smashing was so painful that the knife from the person closest to him was the most painful. Muro, the proud son of heaven, couldn't bear the pain. Suicide was the only way he thought of relief, that is, the wrist-cutting, he knew Bane.

Bane is really out of gregarious and always walks alone. Song Liang put forward the theory of "breaking up and reorganizing". He was the first to question it as unreasonable, but the minority obeys the majority. Most people firmly believe that Song Liang will make them geniuses .

Song Liang's suppression and insults are of no use to Bane. He always chews candy very calmly and listens to Song Liang calling him a waste of garbage. Isolation or not has no effect on him. He plays the piano, reads books and sleeps every day, as leisurely as if he was on vacation in the country.

So Bane was treated the worst. Song Liang tried every means to break him. Muro admired Bane's ability to resist pressure from the bottom of his heart. day friends.

Muro's parents loved their son dearly, and immediately took him back after learning that he was trying to commit suicide. No matter how Song Liang persuaded him, they would never send the child back to the Devil's Den again.

Since then, this memory has become a taboo for Muro. He often thinks of that friend, subconsciously ignoring the pain he experienced at that time, and Eden has become a word that cannot be mentioned.

Cheng Xijue took a sip of the whiskey and said in a calm voice, "Smashing and reorganizing? It's nonsense, the Garden of Eden sounds more like a cult."

Muro opened his eyes heavily, picked up the can and gulped it down, "There are indeed some people who have successfully stood out, and the price they paid was the nightmares of the rest of their lives. This is the price of becoming a genius."

"After so many years, will you recognize Bane when you see him again?" Cheng Xijue teased with a chuckle.

Muro said without hesitation: "Yes."

Cheng Xijue commented: "The love is deeply rooted."

Muro smiled rarely, shook his head and said, "He looks very memorable. I believe that few people who have seen him will forget his face."

Cheng Xijue obviously didn't believe it, "Is it so magical?"

"He doesn't show his face in the video at station D, he must be afraid that people will patronize his face, and no one will listen to his songs quietly." Muro said firmly.

Cheng Xijue already has a beautiful partner, no matter how good-looking she is, she is definitely not as good-looking as Gu Jian, so she has no interest in getting to know her, so she said with a smile, "I wish you two meet soon, and you are in love with each other."

Muro stroked his hair, raised his glass and touched him, "Where are you and sister-in-law?"

"very good."

Cheng Xijue rubbed the wall of the glass with his fingertips, and said without changing his face: "He came to the company to find me early this morning, and the love period is so sweet."

As for why they came to him, naturally they would not mention it.

The curtains in the room were closed tightly, the light was dim and dim, and she was lying on the carpet in all directions, sleeping soundly, her soft belly rising and falling.

Gu Jian sat under the bed, resting his head on his bent knees, his temples throbbed, and the slight headache penetrated into the crevices of his head, and the crisp beeping sound rang in his ears, and he didn't know it was the clock in the room. , or tinnitus recurred.

The headache caused him to be unable to sleep, and the thin shirt on the back was half wet with cold sweat, sticking stickily to the curved and smooth spine, and the curved butterfly bone was thin and prominent.

He reached out to touch the phone on the bedside table, swipe his fingers a few times, and found Song Liang in the text message records, only a text message from many years ago.

【Gu Jian, I don't plan to sue you legally for beating me, because I have taken away your love, and the feeling of not being able to control your talent will follow you every day for the rest of your life. Goodbye, my proudest student. 】

The mobile phone has been changed several times, and this information has been stored in the cloud. The most important part of the psychiatrist's desensitization treatment is to repeatedly touch everything that makes him uncomfortable until he no longer feels anything.

Gu Jian glanced at the message, quickly locked the screen and threw it into the kennel, as if he had touched a piece of foul dirt. Every time he saw Song Liang's message, he would be so disgusted that he would not touch his phone for several days.

One of the symptoms of pregnancy is that the hormone level fluctuates violently. Recently, his mood has been occasionally unstable. Today, when he heard Song Liang's name again, that violent emotion surged, and he hated everything around him.

Gu Jian lowered his head, his cheeks buried deep in his knees, his half-length black hair hanging down to cover the thin and indifferent curves of his eyelids, he stared at his abdomen in the dark shadows, and asked himself coldly: How poor are you, who suffers from severe PTSD? , taking psychotropic drugs for several years, your health is in a mess, do you really want to keep this child?

Be sensible, the other father doesn't want children. Cheng Xijue himself said that he hates children and can't even tolerate puppies, how can he tolerate raising a child.

Gu Jian got up and pushed open the door. The wall lamps in the corridor were dim and warm. Cheng Xijue lived at the end, next to an office and study.

He walked into the study room, leaned over to the desk, opened the laptop, quickly opened the browser search box on the keyboard with one hand, and quietly read the search content.

The bright light from the screen penetrated Gu Jian's cold, white and delicate face, as if a layer of warm and soft light had passed through it, his hair was scattered in his neck, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, but he didn't look embarrassed, it was inexplicably clean.

Five minutes later, Gu Jian deleted the browsing history.

Cheng Xijue walked into the living room in the dark night, and after talking with Muro, he attended a celebrity dinner non-stop.

The light was on in the spacious living room. He pulled off his tie, took off his watch slowly, and was about to go to the refrigerator to pour a glass of cold water to soothe the hangover. When he turned around, there was a thin figure sitting on the sofa.

Cheng Xijue took off the silver cufflinks on his cuffs, and smiled a little frivolously, "Are you waiting for me to come back?"

Gu Jian leaned against the corner of the sofa and nodded slowly.

Cheng Xijue was not as well-groomed as usual, so he sat leaning on the armrest of the sofa and looked down at him, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Half an hour."

Gu Jian raised his eyes and asked bluntly, "Can you give me an answer today?"

The joy of seeing him vanished in an instant, and Cheng Xijue's Adam's apple rolled, suppressing the rising emotions, "So anxious?"

"I can't wait for the deadline in the contract. We need to divorce as soon as possible." Gu Jian turned his head and stared at him quietly.

Cheng Xijue said blankly: "I'll give you an answer now, I don't agree to divorce as soon as possible."

Gu Jian was silent for a few seconds, then said calmly: "You can find another person with bad qualifications, and you can still refuse to adopt the child based on this."

"...Are you treating our marriage as a game?" Cheng Xijue was upset and irritable, and Gu Jian even thought of such a trick in order to get a quick divorce.

Gu Jian squinted at him, and said word by word: "Mr. Cheng, you are playing the game."

Cheng Xijue knew that what he said was reasonable, so he relaxed his body and leaned back against the armrest of the curved sofa, and said straightforwardly: "Whatever you say, I don't agree to divorce."

Gu Jian narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Cheng is really shameless."

Cheng Xijue raised his hand and rested his head comfortably on his arm, looking indifferent.

"Are you really going to be shameless?" Gu Jian stood up, lowered his body and asked coldly at close range, breathing on Cheng Xijue's face.

Cheng Xijue ignored him and looked at him casually.

Gu Jian chuckled suddenly, and said in a low voice, "You don't agree with the normal procedure, so I can only sue for divorce."

The silence of the night froze.

Cheng Xijue sat up slowly, his smooth jaw was like a tight string, he lowered his head to fasten the loose cufflinks, and said coldly: "There is no need to sue, we will divorce tomorrow."