gentle fall

Ji Yirou stood up and put the documents into her bag. Wen Huaiyu subconsciously wanted to grab her bag, but she was taller, but with a cold face, she lifted her bag up to prevent her from touching it.

Wen Huaiyu almost lost his mind, looked at her with red eyes: "Give it to me."

The girl who has always been quiet and gentle, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and said indifferently, "No."

The two were at a stalemate. At this moment, Zhou Ran knocked on the door outside, and pushed the door open with embarrassment: "Mr. Wen, Miss Ji, the time is up."

Ji Yirou reacted first, took a few steps back, turned around and left, and smiled faintly at Zhou Ran when she reached the door.

Zhou Ran couldn't help shivering, her smile made his heart tremble, and asked softly: "Miss Ji... what's wrong?"

Ji Yirou nodded slightly: "It's okay."

Wen Huaiyu was just waking up from a dream, rushed up, wanted to hold her hand, but Ji Yirou had already walked out of the room, a staff member came over, stood at the door to stop her, and looked at her watch: "It's time."

Wen Huaiyu rushed over and bumped into the man's arm, her eyes were red and her voice was hoarse: "Ji Yirou!"

The always rational, proud and conceited person, at this moment, looked a little embarrassed, bit his lips, and begged softly: "Don't go."

Ji Yirou had already turned around and walked a few steps. Hearing this, her footsteps paused for a while, but she didn't stop. She just turned her head and said to Zhou Ran: "She's looking for you, go."

Zhou Ran:? ? ?

Did he hear correctly... Isn't Mr. Wen calling Ms. Ji's name just now...

But when Ji Yirou said that, he really suspected that he didn't hear clearly, so he took a few steps closer and said softly, "Boss Wen, are you looking for me?"

Wen Huaiyu's eyes were firmly locked on Ji Yirou, and he gritted his teeth: "Get lost, who is looking for you!"

Zhou Ran: "..."

Could this be him catching up with a large-scale quarrel? He is so wronged!

The staff reminded again: "Miss Wen, it's time. Please go in."

Wen Huaiyu pursed his lips, threw the document bag in his hand on Zhou Ran's shoulder, turned around and left.

Zhou Ran: "..."

Damn... Could it be that the divorce agreement was seen... But this time, he was indeed the one who brought it here first because he was afraid that he would run out of time later. It was a mistake.

It was such a short delay, but within tens of seconds, Ji Yirou had already left, and they left together with the divorce agreement that Wen Huaiyu had signed.

Walking to the side of the road, the wind was as cold as a knife, and the sun pierced through the clouds and fell down. Ji Yirou raised her head, closed her eyes, felt the temperature of the sun jumping on her face, and slowly clenched the hand holding the paper up.

She was walking too fast just now, Lin Ling was chasing her all the way with short legs, panting, but she didn't dare to stop her.

Fortunately, she stopped now, and Lin Ling also stopped. The cold air hit her lungs, and she began to cough violently, with the tip of her nose turning red: "Miss Ji, where are you going now?"

Ji Yirou thought for a while: "Find me a house."

Lin Ling was startled: "Why? Don't you have a family?"

Ji Yirou pursed her lips, and looked at her with a half-smile: "I'll ask you a question first. Answer me."

"Ok?"

"Lin Ling, you are a very good assistant. But before that, let's make one question clear. You are the person Wen Huaiyu recruited, so do you listen to me or her?"

The little girl didn't react, and asked in a daze: "What do you mean... What's the matter with you and Mr. Wen?"

"You don't have to ask so many questions, just answer my questions."

The little girl thought for a while in distress, and said very seriously: "Listen to you. I am your assistant. Everything is based on your will, which is my professionalism."

Ji Yirou smiled lightly, but she didn't expect that she was young, but she did things clearly: "The matter of the house, as soon as possible, will be settled tomorrow. Now I have to go back to get things. You can go back first."

Lin Ling shook her head, took a taxi, and insisted on going back with her.

When they arrived at Wen's old house, Zhou Lin was watering flowers in the yard. She sighed in a daze. When she heard the sound, she put the kettle on and asked with concern, "How is it?"

Ji Yirou shook her head, her expression was very calm: "I'm trying to figure out a solution."

Because Wen Huaiyu's relationship with Zhou Lin was not close, her attitude towards Zhou Lin had always been a little indifferent. Zhou Lin also noticed it, let out a low oh, and watched her go in.

Ji Yirou asked Lin Ling to wait in the living room, didn't even change her shoes, went upstairs, pushed the door of the room open, and closed it forcefully with a bang, the whole person seemed to lose her strength, leaning against the door, and slowly slid down.

Finally having a moment of peace, she took out the document, the top four characters in bold bold - Divorce Agreement.

Holding her breath, she slowly opened the file.

Article 2019: I Wen Huaiyu and Ji Yirou registered their marriage in [-]... Now due to emotional problems, they can no longer live together, so they apply to the marriage registration authority for divorce, and have reached the following agreement on property.

The corners of her lips slowly curled up, revealing an extremely calm smile, and continued to read one by one.

Property division, cash, house, real estate... can really be regarded as logical and clear.

Ji Yirou's eyes fell on the signature in the lower left corner. This person's handwriting, painted with iron and silver hooks, pierced through the back of the paper, was as strong as her.

This person has always been like this, everything is under control, only according to rational calculations, sober and rational, outstanding.

She let out a long sigh of relief, stood up slowly, walked to the closet, and began to collect the clothes one by one.

In the two carved wardrobes, Ji Yirou didn't have a few pieces of clothes, most of them were Wen Huaiyu's clothes.

The book on the table is hers, the shawl on the sofa is hers, and the silk sling in front of the bed is also hers.

In this room, in every inch of air, is her.

Ji Yirou suddenly felt a little out of breath, she quickly put away the clothes, opened the trolley case, put it in, and didn't want anything except the clothes.

She should go.

Why not forget.

This person is like the flowers and plants she brought from the south to the north when she was a child. She tried her best to take care of them every day, but she still couldn't survive.

Maybe by her side, that person can't flourish, but can only wither.

Then let it go.

she whispered to herself.

Ji Yirou pursed her lower lip, made up her mind, and left with the suitcase in her hands, without nostalgia and without looking back.

She carried the suitcase down the stairs, and Lin Ling ran up to pick it up. The two of them were delayed on the stairs for a while, just in time for Wen Yan to come back from outside.

In just a few days, the old man's hair became even whiter, and his eyes, which were always clear and clear, became a bit more vicissitudes. Seeing her come back, he smiled: "Xiaorou is back."

Ji Yirou also gave him a soft smile: "Grandpa, are you out?"

Wen Yan hummed: "I met some old friends."

He said it lightly, but Ji Yirou could probably guess that he was using the contacts and relationships he had cultivated for many years.

Ji Yirou glanced at Lin Ling, and motioned her to carry the suitcase first, but she walked to the sofa and sat down: "Don't worry too much, your body is important."

"I know. What about Nannan, have you gone to see her? Is she okay? "

"She...is very calm. Don't worry, we will solve any problems."

Wen Yan nodded: "Are you taking the clothes and sending them to her?"

"……Um."

"That's good. Grandpa thought it was you who wanted to leave."

"I'm not going."

At least, not now.

She talked with the old man for a while before leaving.

Outside the gate, Lin Ling was finishing a phone call. Seeing her come out, she whispered, "I asked Mr. Lu to help me find a good house."

Ji Yirou was startled: "So fast."

"Didn't it say that the sooner the better?"

Ji Yirou nodded: "Good job. Let's go there."

The car was already waiting, the driver lifted the box up, Lin Ling sat on the co-pilot and showed the driver the location and address, and the car started quickly.

Ji Yirou was sitting in the car, silent, a tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eye, she turned her face, and gently wiped it away with her fingertips, as if it had never happened.

At this moment the phone rang.

A string of unfamiliar numbers.

Ji Yirou hesitated for a moment, and pressed the answer button: "Hello, who is it?"

"Miss Ji?"

"you are?"

"Xu Fang."

"...Mr. Xu?"

"It's me. I'm calling to tell you something. I've found someone to deal with the matter of public opinion. You can ask someone to come over and connect with me. As soon as possible."

Ji Yirou was stunned for a moment, wanted to ask why, but held back, thought for a while, and reported Lu Zhiyuan's phone number to her: "This is my manager's phone number, he has always been experienced in crisis public relations, thank you Mr. Xu .”

Xu Fang said you're welcome coldly, and hung up the phone.

Although Ji Yirou was puzzled, but solving the problem was the most important thing at this time, she stopped asking the reason and called Lu Zhiyuan directly to ask him for help.

……

over the phone.

Xu Fang stood by the window, frowning coldly, holding his mobile phone, and stood silently for a long time before he said, "I've helped you."

The person sitting on the bed was also silent. He had been sitting hugging the quilt for a long time, only his two slender arms were exposed, his long hair fell on his shoulders, his neck was drooping, and he nodded quietly.

Xu Fang looked at her, and his heart was almost ignited with anger... He even wanted to see her cry again... Obviously it has been many, many times...

But this person's brows and eyes were silent, passively bearing, from beginning to end, expressionless, at the moment when she couldn't restrain herself, she saw her madness in the warm and clear eyes, and the hot blood was cold in that instant.

She used to think that after getting it, she would not be so lonely anymore.But she was wrong, she didn't feel satisfied, she just felt empty, there was still a hole in her heart.So again and again, she wouldn't let go, wouldn't let go, couldn't let go.

A night like a dream.

Wen Yanshen didn't speak. After a while, she turned sideways, picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on. The clothes that were drenched yesterday had been dried by the heating all night. She seemed very embarrassed, and her movements were a little awkward. He got out of bed and walked out slowly, as if his legs hurt a little.

Xu Fang was taken aback.

Suddenly I wanted to ask her...how long...it hasn't passed.

Wen Yanshen finally spoke: "Thank you. I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Xu Fang sneered.

What a clean and ruthless attitude.

Easy once, use it and throw it away.

"You just left?"

"...Do you have anything else to do?"

Xu Fang raised his eyebrows, and said in an arrogant tone: "Wen Yanshen, do you think once is enough? Are you so valuable? I made a few calls just now, didn't you hear?"

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, as if stabbed by the word 'valuable', his movements also paused, his expression a little dazed: "Is... not enough?"

Seeing her blank expression, Xu Fang choked his throat when he spoke, turned his head, a little stubborn, and stopped talking.

Wen Yanshen smiled slowly, and said in a soft voice, "Not enough...then just have a little more."

The silent lamb once again opened her arms to the evil Satan and began her sacrifice.

……

With Xu Fang's action, the matter of online public opinion was quickly suppressed. She has a pivotal position in the media field. With her speaking, almost no one dared to discuss this topic.

At 7 o'clock that night, the incident took a big turn - it turned out that the woman who claimed that her husband died in the accident, her husband was obviously accidentally killed in a car accident, and her child, suffering from meningitis, was already alive. Not long after, she simply took a gamble, taking advantage of the opportunity of public opinion, to cheat a huge amount of hush money.

But who would have thought that Zhou Ran directly chose to call the police, and the police forced an investigation. When she broke in, she was on the phone with her sister, complacent about her little cleverness, but she did not expect that the whole process was heard clearly.

Zhou Ran was very emotional, probably because the pressure of public opinion was less, he relaxed a lot, and after finishing the matter with enthusiasm, he realized that Wen Huaiyu looked a little absent-minded.

He was startled, suddenly realized, and called out hesitantly: "Boss Wen?"

Wen Huaiyu came back to his senses: "I see. You handled it very well. It's...Xu Fang, why did she help, do you know?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because of your friendship?"

"She doesn't have friendship with me. Maybe...maybe it's because my little aunt...they used to be very good...friends."

Zhou Ran hummed, originally wanted to report to her about the company, but suddenly dared not speak: "Mr. Wen... If there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Hold on."

"Do you have any plans?"

"What about her?"

"……Um?"

"Why doesn't she come?"

"..."

"Tell her. I want to see her."

Wen Huaiyu reached out and rubbed the center of her eyebrows. The red blood in her eyes showed that she hadn't slept all night. Even so, she still sat upright, with her back straight, and asked calmly.

Zhou Ran paused, there was a lot to say, and he wanted to say it, but he didn't dare to say it.

Wen Huaiyu has always known him, and seeing his hesitant expression, he knew that he must have something to hide from him, and his expression was a little cold: "Zhou Ran, you have something to hide from me."

Zhou Ran shook his head: "No, no, Mr. Wen, I absolutely dare not hide it from you."

Wen Huaiyu looked at him straight, and his voice sank: "Look at me, say!"

Zhou Ran was helpless: "I called Miss Ji. She said she didn't want to see you."

Wen Huaiyu was startled, his straight back suddenly collapsed: "...don't want to see me?"

Zhou Ran hesitated, suddenly afraid to answer her question.

Wen Huaiyu was silent, and waved to him, signaling him to go out.

The door slammed shut from the outside, leaving the room silent.

Wen Huaiyu sat alone for a long time before he took out the neatly stacked piece of paper from his pocket, and the two of them's names had been written on the bottom.

Ji Yirou is serious.She doesn't make jokes like that.

She even said that she didn't want to see her.

Wen Huaiyu knew that what she did was wrong. She had many, many shortcomings. It's not that she didn't know about such and other shortcomings. She always knew...

But how... just lost her.

……

Lu Zhiyuan's action is very strong, within a few hours, he has already contacted the public relations team, and within a few minutes after the police notified him, he arranged an overwhelming amount of manuscripts to put an end to the actions of this unruly and unscrupulous mother. To the front.

The melon-eating people who were flooded with sympathy before and lashed out at Wen’s Group online because of the boredom of the Chinese New Year were stunned. The reversal came too fast and too fast, the evidence was too hard, and the slap in the face was too loud Some:

"Fuck, I said in the morning that this hot chicken company will go bankrupt soon, so you're here to slap me in the face?"

"Who says it's not! I feel so pitiful for this mother, but she told me that she was cheating money? Even her own child can take advantage of it. It's really amazing, I'm convinced!"

"Give it up. Before the truth comes out, if I stand in line again, I'm a pig."

"Whispering BB... In fact, Wen's corporate social responsibility is doing very well. They donated the teaching building of my junior high school..."

All these things, when Ji Yirou was leaning on the bed and swiping her phone, she saw all of them, and called Lu Zhiyuan: "Mr. Lu, thank you for today's matter."

Lu Zhiyuan is open-minded and free-spirited. He, Wen Huaiyu and Ji Yirou are old acquaintances, so he naturally spoke more casually: "You're welcome. If you really want to say thank you, can you give me the purple sand teapot from Boss Wen's house sometime? I've been thinking about it for a long time gone."

Ji Yirou paused: "...Okay, I'll buy it for you later."

Lu Zhiyuan keenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't continue to ask, and changed the subject: "Actually, I didn't help much with this matter. Mr. Xu's team is very good, and the draft is all They wrote it, and they also invited the navy army, which is very powerful. You should thank her a lot."

Ji Yirou hummed: "I know. In addition to this matter, thank you also for the matter of the house."

Lu Zhiyuan smiled lightly, and finally asked: "What's the matter with you and Miss Wen?"

"...Nothing for now. I just signed a divorce agreement. When the matter is resolved, I will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities."

Lu Zhiyuan: "...you..."

Ji Yirou interrupted him: "There is no other problem between us. I will wait until her matter is resolved. After that, I will have nothing to do with her. Teacher Lu, I will tell you all these things, so that you can tell me plan for the next steps.”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her voice and said sorry, then hung up the phone.

The new house felt extraordinarily empty and deserted. She sat on the bed with her knees hugged, the window was half open, and the heating was not turned on in the room. Cold air slipped in through the window, and it was snowing again outside the window. The snow was too thick. The tall and straight pine trees were also crushed and their branches were crushed.

There was a crescent moon hanging in the sky, its radiance was pure and deserted, she was in a trance for a moment, always feeling the breath of that person beside her, whispering in her ear, saying that she missed her so much.

After a brief absence, Lin Ling knocked on the door outside, the little girl opened the door and came in, looking at her worriedly: "Your ankle was injured before, and you have been running around for a few days, go to the hospital tomorrow. ?”

Ji Yirou shook her head: "I'm going home tomorrow. I have an appointment."

Lin Ling blinked: "Who are you dating?"

"Someone you don't know."

"Okay... Then you remember to walk less, put a plaster on at night, and your face..."

Lin Ling looked at her worriedly: "I've been using concealer for the past few days, which is really problematic. You are so beautiful, if you leave scars on your face, fans will be very sad. Besides, it will also affect you. acting career."

Ji Yirou couldn't help laughing, the little girl was young, she was as nagging as a little old lady, she cared more about that wound than she did: "Okay, you go get the medicine, I'll wipe it seriously, okay?"

Lin Ling nodded: "That's right."

She brought over the medicine, cotton swabs and alcohol swabs, sat upright with a serious expression, watching Ji Yirou wipe the medicine.

Ji Yirou was helpless: "I don't even mind."

"Huh?" Lin Ling was puzzled, "But all female artists will care about it... Yes, may I ask, why did you want to be an actor before?"

Ji Yirou paused, as if thinking of something pleasant, the corners of her lips slowly curved: "Because of a word."

At that time, she fell ill and stayed at Wen's house for two whole days.

That aunt fell in love with a man at first sight. They had some intimate things that night, so they forgot her. The housekeeper couldn't contact the little girl's parents. She was helpless. Fortunately, the always arrogant eldest lady was not impatient this time. , on the contrary, he was very patient, and bullied the little girl from time to time, as if he had gained some new pleasure.

yes.pleasure.

She hardly plays with her peers. Those who are too young, she thinks these children are immature; Behind her, her desire to protect was unprecedentedly inflated. Wherever she went, she would take Xiao Baozi with her.

Eat with her, lie on the same bed, teach her to draw, read books with her, hold her hand in the dead of night, forbid her to sleep, insist on reading stories to her.

Ji Yirou still remembers the beginning of that story.

The protagonist in the story is an actress. She is a cold and ruthless person, but on stage she can always arouse people's emotions with the most devoted and serious performances. She is in control of the audience's sorrows and joys.

Then... what happened later, she didn't remember clearly.I just remember that good-looking older sister who said in an indifferent voice: "It's good to be an actress. You can do whatever you want all the time and wear a mask. Who can see through her emotions."

At that time, she was still young, so she didn't understand what she was talking about, so she just asked ignorantly, "Do you want to be an actor too?"

The girl turned her head, she was obviously smiling, but there was a hint of boredom buried in her eyes: "Think... Maybe this way I won't feel too tired of pretending."

When she was young, she could only understand the first half of her sentence, but when she grew up, she still took it seriously.Knowing that that person was just saying it casually and not literally, but she still followed her childhood obsession...and chose this path.

That was her secret wish—

If you can become who she wants to be, then whether you can get her a little bit of love.

Lin Ling wanted to wait for her to continue, but after waiting for a long time, she pouted and changed the subject, "Then when did you want to become an actor? Is this your childhood dream?"

Ji Yirou's smile slowly froze.

It's not her dream;

Her dream is to be alone.

She once thought that her dream had come true.

But now, the dream is broken.