After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

Song Xingli came out of the bathroom brushing his hair and saw Shi Jin sitting on the sofa holding a tablet as if he was dealing with work, and walked towards the study without making a sound.

Give the bedroom to the patient, and it's okay for him to sleep on a tatami mat.

After tonight, if he told his parents that their divorce was really over, he would rather treat this marriage as if it was not in arrears or arrears, and he would not want to entangle any more.

When Shi Jin heard the light footsteps, he looked away from the tablet, raised his head and just saw Song Xingli coming out of the bathroom, his face was flushed red by the heat, and his face was fair and clean, which made his heart move.

His gaze fell on Song Xingli's lazily untied silk nightgown, the whiteness of his chest could be seen at a glance, the water dripping from his hair slid down from his neck and slightly soaked the clothes on his chest, his eyes gradually darkened.

"Xing Xing, dry your hair before you come out." He frowned.

Song Xingli brushed his hair, ignored Shi Jin's words, and walked straight to the study with bare feet.

"Song Xingli, put on your shoes."

The voice from behind was low and serious, Song Xingli stopped, took a deep breath and turned around unbearably: "Shi Jin, you have no right to control me anymore, we are nothing, you have to make me keep asking Are you emphasizing that you are willing to accept this fact? We are divorced, and we are no longer lovers, let alone friends, so you have no position to control me. "

As soon as the words were finished, Shi Jin stood up with difficulty and walked to the bathroom door, leaned against the wall and bent down to pick up his shoes, and then walked in front of him.

He took off his shoes and threw them in front of him with a 'snap', then met Shi Jin's eyes full of concern.

"Put it on."

Song Xingli grabbed both sides of the towel for wiping his hair, and looked at Shi Jin expressionlessly, with no emotion in his eyes, as if standing there was an unimportant person.

"Xing Xing, put it on." Shi Jin completely ignored what Song Xingli said just now, as if he didn't hear it, he only realized that he was speaking a little seriously, so he said it again in a slow tone, and explained by the way: "It's cold now , your stomach is not good, you will easily get cold if you don’t wear shoes, be obedient and put them on.”

After Song Xingli listened to it, he bypassed Shi Jin and went to the study room, closing the door without saying a word.

With a bang, Shi Jin's last disguise was shattered unceremoniously.

Shi Jin's lips were slightly parted with difficulty, and he stared blankly at the closed door of the study room, with countless thoughts churning in his heart, his throat tightened when he couldn't speak, he just looked at the door of the study room for a long time without moving his footsteps.

It seemed that if he stood like this and kept staring at the door, it would open, as if Song Xingli ran towards him and threw himself into his arms as soon as he opened the door. They have never changed, from the beginning to the end, there will be no change.

The moment he signed the divorce agreement, he didn't feel it was over. He could accept that this was Song Xingli's willfulness. After all, he could remarry after divorce, so he never gave up without giving up.

It wasn't until tonight that Song Xingli said that he would tell his parents tomorrow that he didn't feel it at this moment.

It turned out that it was really over.

Song Xingli really doesn't love him anymore.

Those eyes full of love have already lost their light, and Song Xingli, who was full of pure love for him, really resolutely isolated him on the line of strangers, and he couldn't get past it.

He despicably wanted to use his parents to drag Song Xingli back, knowing Song Xingli's weaknesses, but he found that Song Xingli was colder and more decisive than he imagined, and he was no longer the coquettish, innocent and romantic young boy he thought.

There was a buzzing sound in his head, as if there were countless mixed voices echoing in his ears, gnawing at his reason and completely disrupting his thoughts.

How dare he sleep, everything will be over when he wakes up, if he doesn't sleep, he can tell himself to hold on for a while, maybe there will be hope.

So he didn't sleep all night, just sat at the door of the study and read it all night.

Song Xingli had a good night's sleep, probably because this place is more familiar, he sleeps more comfortably in a familiar place, and he never recognizes the bed, he will only sleep better if he sleeps in a familiar place.

So I woke up with a bright mood, but the moment I pushed open the door, I was taken aback by Shi Jin who was sitting at the door.

I saw that Shi Jin kept the posture of sitting on the sofa, looking straight at him, like a wolf ready to go, with the feeling of being ready for battle, he seemed to be full of energy, but the blue His eyes with red bloodshot eyelids revealed his state of holding on.

It looked like he hadn't slept all night.

Song Xingli didn't look much, and went directly to the bathroom.

"Xing Xing, can you tell your parents about our divorce at night?"

Shi Jin's slightly hoarse voice sounded behind him, he pushed open the bathroom door, and said something before closing the door:

"Shijin, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, don't lie to yourself anymore."

When Shi Jin listened to the sound of washing in the bathroom, he could no longer straighten his back, put his hands on both sides of the sofa, and made the sofa a little wrinkled with extreme force, and the persistence he had held on all night was completely crushed. The wound on his back where the stitches have not been removed is a bit dull because of the support, but it seems to remind him that this kind of pursuit is wishful thinking, and that even if he tries his best, he will not get the desired result.

But if he didn't hold his last breath, how would he go on.

Song Xingli is indeed an existence that he is accustomed to, but this existence is like oxygen. If there is a lack of oxygen, he will suffocate.

Can he give up?

Even if he told his parents, would he just give up so easily?

His tired and red eyes showed unwillingness, and he looked down at the black marble floor, reflecting his slightly embarrassed appearance. Although he was embarrassed, it was only temporary.

At present, Luo Qing does not have any competitiveness, and this guy will never appear again. It is the smartest choice to choose obedient treatment.There is also the little boy named Chu Xingqi. He doesn't think that Song Xingli will treat this child as an object, and he doesn't think that Song Xingli will choose to associate with a child in order to keep a distance from him. This is not Song Xingli's character.

As for Qi Wenzhan, let alone Qi Wenzhan, because Qi Wenzhan has already lost since his last name was Qi.

The phone vibrated aside, looking down at the phone with lowered eyelids, only to see a message box pop up on the screen of the phone, it was Ling Feng's message, his eyes were brightened in an instant, as if he had caught the sign of hope after dissipating the gloom just now.

Ling Feng: Mr. Shi, the theater will be topped out in about a month. Have you decided on a name for the theater?At the beginning, only the filing name was used. Later, if promotion is required, a promotional name is required.

A picture of the theater's current aerial photography progress is attached to the information.

Shi Jin looked at the picture of the theater that was about to be roofed, and the aerial picture of the pentagram was already clearly visible. Even from the picture, one could feel that the area of ​​the theater was no less than that of any major cultural theater, and it cost a lot of money. human and material resources.

This is a piece of land that he bought with a lot of money four years ago. He wanted to build an opera house for Song Xingli. In fact, he had already thought that if Song Xingli had the opportunity to return to China, he might take the route of solo performances. If so Then he should pave the way for Song Xingli as soon as possible.

He wants the best for Song Xingli, no matter what.

So he invited an internationally renowned architect to build the Pentagram Opera House. It took half a year just to design the drawings. Until now, four years have passed in the blink of an eye. Can be capped and completed before birthday.

There was so much enthusiasm and anticipation at the beginning, and it is still the same now.

Even if he and Song Xingli had divorced, this gift would still be given to Song Xingli as planned.

So let Song Xingli choose the name of this theater.

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"I divorced Shi Jin."

After breakfast, the family of four sat in the living room drinking tea.

But after these words were said, the living room fell silent for an instant. While making tea, Jin’s father also stopped making tea and raised his head. The father who has always been taciturn and expressionless showed an unbelievable expression, as if he was questioning the truth of this sentence sex.

Shi Jin's mother had an unbelievable look on her face, thinking that she had just shown off how loving her two sons were to her rich wife and girlfriends last night, why she suddenly said such words, her head was blinded, how could she believe.

"Xing Xing, don't tease us with this kind of thing, it's not funny."

Song Xingli took a sip of tea and chose to confess. Instead of procrastinating like this, it is better to go early, otherwise it will be the parents who will be hurt in the end: "Shi Jin and I have divorced, just a month ago, you two don't have to worry about me and Shi Jin, the reason is also It's very simple, if you don't love each other, there is no need to continue to be together again, it is better to end it sooner than to make each other tired, we divorced through a peaceful agreement."

Shi Jin sat on the sidelines and listened, he didn't know what else to say, it would be useless to say anything now, he just wanted to continue what he wanted to do, so he stayed silently beside Song Xingli, watching Song Xingli doing what he liked, Just step in and support.

He knew very well in his heart that Song Xingli's love for dancing was because he didn't know how to deal with things properly and even tried to make Song Xingli stop dancing. Now everyone knows how uncomfortable Song Xingli felt after hearing this.

The loss of a loved one is unforgettable.

Now he is going through it, and understands that the pain cannot be expressed in words, so how could Song Xingli still laugh at him at that time, the brighter the smile, is he bleeding in his heart, blaming him for his stupidity and his ignorance.

He is feeling it now, the empathy of such a painful loss is really heartbreaking.

"Shi Jin!!" Shi Jin's mother's first reaction was to look at Shi Jin. How can she be dignified now? A slap on the arm: "Tell me, are you bullying Xing Xing, Xing Xing gave up his career in the United States for you and returned to China to accompany you, do you not care much about Xing Xing!"

When the wound on his back was pulled, Shi Jin suppressed a muffled groan, resisted his mother's beating and scolding without changing his face, and was about to answer:

"it's me--"

"It's because we have problems with each other." Song Xingli took over Shi Jin's unfinished words, with a cold and calm expression: "I have known Shi Jin for too long, and we have been separated for too long because of work, and we seldom get together because of my profession. Leave more, because sometimes you can’t even get together less, and problems will arise over time.”

Song Xingli's indifferent words echoed in the living room, and everyone was silent.

"The long separation between Shi Jinyang and I made us think that we would still be the same as we just met, but in fact we have grown up and changed, but neither of us participated in each other's lives to feel this change. , We didn't know what the other party had changed at all, and we thought the other party was the same as before."

"After I returned to China, I didn't start working as soon as I came back. I thought I could spend more time with Shi Jin, because I also owe him a lot. He has waited for me for so long, so I really should spend more time with him. But I found that it seemed like I imagined It’s a little different in the middle, Shi Jin is very busy, very busy, very busy, so busy that he forgot the wedding anniversary, so busy that I was always the only one at home, so busy that I made up my mind to go back to work, and invited him to my first meeting after returning home. Xiu, he forgot, he was so busy that my stomach ached and I called him and didn't answer the phone."

"Then when I was in the hospital, I was thinking, am I wrong, I shouldn't go back to China, I should continue to keep a distance from Shi Jin, so that at least Shi Jin and I won't find out that there is any change in each other, then we may still be together I can go on, and I can continue to pursue the dance I love, without interfering with each other, giving enough space, and enough misses to support our marriage."

Song Xingli was sitting upright, he looked at Shi Jin's parents who were sitting opposite, and smiled softly: "Dad, Mom, this should be the last time I call you two like this, thank you very much for your concern over the past ten years I take care of me, love me, and love me like my own son, and I will visit you two more when I have time."

Shi Jin's mother couldn't accept such a fact, and looked at the two children in front of her with red eyes: "How is it possible, how did you two get to this point, obviously..."

It is unbelievable why these two people love each other as if they are the whole world in front of their family members.

But no matter how hard it is to accept, it has become a fact, and we must start to learn to get used to the loss of a son.

One of the treasures that made their family happy was missing.

After saying goodbye to Shi Jin's parents, he left the house. It was really over. From the moment he stepped out of the door, he felt a sense of relief. It didn't mean that the previous relationship was a burden to him, but he endured it. It is difficult for him to let go of the burden not to tell his elders.

Now he still lacks his parents, he thinks that his parents will not scold him, they may only be sad, after all, parents are very satisfied with Shijin.

"Star."

When he walked down the steps, he heard Shi Jin's voice behind him, and he turned his head.

"I'll see you off." Shi Jin walked down the steps slowly, holding the car keys in his hand, as if he was going to be the driver again.

Song Xingli looked at Shi Jin and shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Shi Jin, you really don't need it, I now—"

"I am willing." Shi Jin said firmly.

"..." Song Xingli was silent for two seconds. Seeing Shi Jin just looking at him like this, he knew Shi Jin's temper.

"From today onwards, I really want to be your bodyguard, your assistant, your driver, and take care of everything for you." When Shi Jin saw Song Xingli walking so fast and tried his best to keep up, the pain was nothing in order to gain the sense of presence: "I I'll do it until you're satisfied."

When he was about to get close to Song Xingli, he saw Song Xingli stop suddenly, and he almost ran into him.

"Shi Jin, does it mean that you will give up if I fall in love?"

Shi Jin's body froze.

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