We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

"you two……"

The moment Bai Jiuruo came in, he quickly walked up to the two of them, grabbed Zhou Han's arm, and pulled him off Song Zhixi's lap.

At this moment Zhou Han was still a little dazed, staring blankly at Song Zhixi's expressionless face, still thinking about what happened just now.

"Zhou Han, you... haven't you been a mistress enough yet?"

At this moment, Zhou Han didn't have any consciousness in his brain, he didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't care what Bai Jiuruo said.

Why did he kiss himself... Why did he... Could it be?

But Song Zhixi's attitude at the moment, as if nothing happened just now, made Zhou Han think that he was hallucinating.

But such a real sense of touch is absolutely impossible to be an illusion!

Zhou Han turned his head and looked at Bai Jiuruo dumbly. He has always been dignified and quiet, even if he is angry, he still looks cute and weak.

It's impossible for him not to be angry. Seeing his man kissing someone else, or his ex-wife, his lungs probably exploded right now.

So Zhou Han looked at his face very proudly, he quickly regained consciousness, pulled his arm back forcefully, broke free from Bai Jiuruo's hand, and laughed, "My mistress? Hehe... I was the one who talked to him first. We got married, right? You stepped in during our marriage and messed around with him outside. I really don't know how you have the face to say the word mistress. Are you not ashamed when you say it? Bai Jiu like?"

Bai Jiuruo's face was extremely pale, he was already pale, but at this moment there was no trace of blood, he tried to bite his lips, looking pitiful, tears were about to come out.

"I didn't... It's obvious that we two fell in love first, but you insisted on breaking us up. You're already divorced now... Why don't you let go?"

"I don't want to let go?" Zhou Han's voice became even more mocking, "Ask your man, did he take the initiative to kiss me?"

Song Zhixi still didn't speak, he just grabbed the glass of water on the table and gave Bai Jiuruo a look.

Bai Jiuruo even dodged this look a little bit, because from this look, he could see what Song Zhixi meant, and also knew that he had put an aphrodisiac in the water.

He originally wanted Song Zhixi to be closer to him, but he didn't know why Zhou Han suddenly appeared here, just a few minutes before he went out to answer the phone, he took advantage of it to take advantage of it.

So, in the final analysis, it's not Song Zhixi's fault.

And Zhou Han was completely unaware that it was the effect of the medicine. He thought that Song Zhixi really had feelings for him but he just didn't want to admit it, so he continued doing it heartily.

"Bai Jiuruo... I have to say that you have failed." He reached out and grabbed Bai Jiuruo by the collar, pulling him into his body forcefully, with a smirk on his lips, "I've been divorced for half a year. , you should hurry up and get the position? Why did you find out that you can’t get up? Or did you find out that your man doesn’t love you at all?”

Zhou Han is much taller than him, and his speech and actions are very imposing, so the sense of oppression is extremely strong.

And Bai Jiuruo was really forced to tears by him, he choked up and said, "Impossible...Xi has always loved me..."

"Then why are you crying?" Zhou Han turned his head to look at Song Zhixi behind him, "He said you love him, then tell me that you love him in front of me?"

Song Zhixi's face was a little ugly, he clenched his fists, and said coldly, "Have you had enough trouble, let go!"

"I won't let go!" Zhou Han gripped even tighter. He didn't know how to hit Song Zhixi, but that didn't mean he couldn't hit Bai Jiuruo, so he pressed Bai Jiuruo on the table and dragged him. The collar pressed against his body, "Did you see that, he doesn't want to talk about it... What do you think you have to cry for this kind of scumbag who wants to be on two legs?"

"He's not a scum...he's not..." Bai Jiuruo was still defending Song Zhixi, without any regard for his current state.

Song Zhixi couldn't bear seeing Zhou Han being so presumptuous and arrogant, so he stood up abruptly, grabbed him and separated him from Bai Jiuruo, and then slammed him into the wall behind him with all his strength, the wall was shaken and made a sound Crisp.

"You dare to touch him!" Song Zhixi grabbed Zhou Han's throat with one hand.

As soon as he felt the pain from being bumped into his head, someone grabbed his neck fiercely. Zhou Han subconsciously used both hands to grab Song Zhixi's hand, and his expression became extremely ferocious.

The suffocation and pain invaded all his senses, and now he can't even breathe, let alone speak.

But what hurt the most was not the neck being strangled, but the heart.

He still loves his Bai Yueguang, so he tried it out.

He was deliberately embarrassing Bai Jiuruo, just to see Song Zhixi's attitude, and now... everything couldn't be more clear!

And Bai Jiuruo actually came to persuade him hypocritically, "Xi, let him go, he didn't do anything to me just now, don't..."

"I told him to let him go just now, and I won't let him go now!" Song Zhixi was obviously very angry. Not only did he interrupt Bai Jiuruo's pleading, but he also exerted more force on his hand, "Zhou Han, are you delusional? What? Do you think I love you by kissing you?"

Zhou Han struggled in pain, making an indistinct sound from his mouth. He was really about to suffocate, but his strength was not as strong as Song Zhixi's.

"I'll tell you one last time today, so listen to me!"

Song Zhixi finally let go of him and threw him on the ground like throwing rubbish, watching him lying on the ground gasping for breath, he looked like a dog dying.

He slowly walked to his side, looked down at him, his eyes were full of disdain and indifference, "Zhou Han...you haven't learned what is self-knowledge in the past three years, is it because my attitude is not clear enough!"

"Cough cough cough——" Zhou Han lay on the ground, his body trembling violently. He buried his head on the cold floor, and while breathing heavily, he laughed heartbreakingly.

"Hahahaha, play with me... right?" A little bit of blood was dripping from my heart, and the blood was still frozen, "So kissing me is also a way of humiliating you, knowing that I love you, and making me fall into the deep The way of the abyss is to pull me up first, and then kick me down...Song Zhixi...hahaha..."

He smiled and stopped laughing, he was afraid that if he laughed again, tears would pour out uncontrollably, so he simply struggled to get up from the ground, and left the office without looking back.

At the moment of going out, only two words were left - "Scum!!!"

Song Zhixi is a scumbag through and through, and no one in this world is as scumbag as he is! ! !

He thought that his heart was already broken when he got divorced. In the past six months, he has sewed up his heart full of holes with needles, enduring the pain, but Song Zhixi pulled the stitches that were so hard to sew up. Come on, that wasn't enough, and he made another slap in the face.

This knife is more ruthless than all the previous ones, and it hurts!

I don't know how I walked down the stairs. My legs were a little weak. When I reached the last step, my legs suddenly lost feeling and I fell to my knees.

Artists who had experienced it saw that it was Zhou Han, and all of them covered their mouths and snickered, pretending to be whispering, but actually deliberately letting him hear, "Look, our young master...why does he look like this now?"

"You don't know yet, divorced! Being kicked out by his husband, don't mention how miserable it is!"

"This may be retribution. I also admire his husband for being able to endure him for three years. I feel a little bit sorry for his husband!"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, his husband loves his wife and is crazy, who knows why he suddenly divorced..."

"That must be cheating. Playboys see one and love the other... No wonder they left the house. Look at the dirty and tattered clothes. Are you the worst rich second generation in history, hahaha!"

"Hahaha, it's really exciting!"

The laughter was harsh, Zhou Han ignored them, he was not in the mood.

He stood up slowly while leaning on the railing of the stairs, staggered and continued to walk forward, he wanted to escape from this place.

Some employees in the company saw him and made things difficult for him, bumping into him on purpose or spilling the coffee in their hands on him, their eyes were full of disdain and indifference.

The way Song Zhixi looked at him was exactly the same, that is, he was looking at garbage.

Guards, entertainers, employees, Song Zhixi...

Why do they have to do this to themselves?

Is it really... is it my fault?

……

In the room, Song Zhixi closed the door and walked silently to the bathroom, turned on the water, pressed his head under the faucet, and flushed firmly for a minute. He didn't turn off the water until Bai Jiuruo came in.

Holding the washstand with both hands, he looked at Bai Jiuruo leaning against the door frame from the mirror, and saw that he seemed to be about to say something but hesitated, and said to the mirror, "Just say what you want to say."

Bai Jiuruo still didn't dare to look at him directly, "I... I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." Song Zhixi wiped his head with a towel, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, and continued when passing him, "You don't need to explain."

There was no emotion in what he said, and Bai Jiuruo knew that he should still be angry in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was angry with Zhou Han or... angry with himself.

Seeing that Song Zhixi was about to walk past him, Bai Jiuruo grabbed his hand, "I'm really sorry Xi, I took a very small dose of that medicine, it only has a little aphrodisiac effect, and it will only..."

"Don't explain." Song Zhixi interrupted him, "I don't want to know how much you bet, so just pretend it never happened, and I didn't intend to expose you."

"But you... still kissed him." In fact, this is what Bai Jiuruo wanted to say.

"What do you want to explain?" Song Zhixi seemed to hear the meaning in his words, "Do you want to explain that it's not about the medicine?"

Bai Jiuhan hugged him from behind, put his face on his back and wrapped his arms around his waist, "I really didn't mean that, I..."

"The call you answered just now, did you send someone to the nightclub to find out what I did with Zhou Han?"

When Bai Jiuruo heard this, his arms around him froze suddenly and fell silent.

The room was terribly quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be the source of evil that broke all this dead silence.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Zhixi broke free from his hand and went to sit down on the sofa. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lowered his head slightly to light it.

The smoke was slowly spit out from the mouth and dissipated in the bright and sunny room, but what lingered was the haze in my heart.

Bai Jiuruo looked at him smoking silently, his eyes seemed to have something stuck in them, it hurt so much, the eye sockets were red from the pain,

After a long time, he also sat down gently beside Song Zhixi, looking down at the agate beads on his wrist, which he gave to himself.

From the age of 14, when he first met him, he gave himself this.

14 years old...now he is 25 years old, 11 years old.

Beaded for 11 years and loved for 11 years.

"It seems that the relationship between us is different from before. You have changed, and I have changed too. Is it... There is no going back..."

Song Zhixi still lowered his head, his gaze stayed on the floor, "In three years, people will always change, and you never used to call behind my back."

"I'm sorry..." Bai Jiuruo was still apologizing, because he didn't know what to say besides apologizing.

"You're right, you don't need to apologize, it's because I can't give you a sense of security." Song Zhixi flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, and Song Zhixi moved his gaze from the floor to the window again.

Bai Jiuruo looked at his perfect side face, the outline was perfectly cut by the light, making people unable to take their eyes off.

He chuckled, "If...you really fell in love with Zhou Han..."

Song Zhixi finally turned his head, met Bai Jiuruo's gaze, and told him firmly, "No."

"Really?" Bai Jiuruo smiled so beautifully, like the warm moonlight, like the silent winter snow.

Especially the mole of tears looming at the corner of his eyes added points to his beauty.

Song Zhixi stroked his snow-white long hair with his fingers, and held him in his arms again, "I will marry you, trust me."

At the very least, give him an explanation for waiting for so many years.