aren't you going to get a divorce?

The driver drove very steadily, and the speed was not fast. The street lights on the street would be projected into the car every few seconds, shining on Rong Xia's face who was sleeping peacefully.

The street lights are like filters that come and go, and the warm goose yellow makes people gentle and soft.

Duan Han tilted his head and kept watching him.

The place to eat was very close to Rong Xia's house, and he arrived within a few minutes.

Duan Han asked the substitute driver to leave first, and sat in the car with Rong Xia to wait for him to wake up.

Rong Xia slept deeply and quietly, and there was no sign of waking up after waiting for a long time.Duan Han hesitated for a moment, got out of the car and walked around to the other side, ready to carry him out of the car.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand reached the bend of Rong Xia's leg, he woke up.

Rong Xia pushed him away swiftly and got out of the car.

Remember to lock the car before leaving.

He can also walk in a straight line, and he can speak clearly. Apart from the dull eyes, there are really no other signs of drunkenness.

Duan Han followed behind him, wanting to see him get home safely before leaving, but Rong Xia opened the door and slid down softly against the wall.

"Hey!" Duan Han quickly caught him with his eyes and sighed inwardly.

He really just wanted to have a meal with Rong Xia tonight, he didn't think about anything else, but...

There was really no other way, Duan Han held Rong Xia's waist with one hand, supported his knee with the other, and hugged Rong Xia in his arms with a little force.

Rong Xia was very light, Duan Han held him effortlessly.It's just that he couldn't figure out which one was the master bedroom, so he walked a few more steps with Rong Xia in his arms.

I don't know if it's Jiu Jin coming up, or Duan Han's unsteady walking, anyway, Rong Xia's little head slapped - stuck to Duan Han's shoulder.

The breath with the aroma of red wine sprinkled on Duan Han's neck, which was itchy and hot.Duan Han hid for a while with a smile, then rubbed his chin against Rong Xia's forehead.

This little touch on the skin made Duan Han feel that his jaw was about to burn.

After walking around the living room twice with Rong Xia in his arms, Duan Han finally confirmed which master bedroom it was.He opened the door, smiled and put him on the bed.

I don't know what to make up in my head, but the smile on Duan Han's face didn't stop, and the smile became stronger and stronger.

He put Rong Xia on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed, pointed his index finger at the tip of Rong Xia's nose, and said to himself: "Why are you still the same as before, with no defense at all. What if I am a bad person? Then you How dangerous..."

In the past, Rong Xia's nose was his favorite.

Rong Xia really has a very unique appearance. She has bright dark brown eyes when viewed from the front, and a high nose when viewed from the side. No flaws can be picked out from any angle.

The tip of the index finger traced along the tip of the nose to the forehead.

There were a few broken hairs on Rong Xia's forehead, Duan Han helped him straighten them out, and carefully pulled out the messy strands of hair that were pressed on the back of his head, and combed them a few times by the way.

He plucked the root of Rong Xia's hair, looked at the light golden strands growing there, and said with a smile: "It's time to add color to the root of the hair, Xia Xia."

Rong Xia's grandfather is Russian, and her mother's appearance also has a Russian style. When Duan Han saw her photo for the first time, he thought it was some Russian gymnast or figure skater.

But when Rong Xia came here, the appearance of the mixed race was very inconspicuous, the only obvious features were the eye color which was obviously a few degrees lighter than ordinary people, and the light golden hair.

For the shooting, he had to dye his hair black, and he had to re-dye the roots every month.

I don't know which word touched Rong Xia, but he sat up from the bed, stared at Duan Han and said seriously: "I want to take a bath, I have to wash my hair!"

Drunk like this has not forgotten the burden of a big star.

Duan Han couldn't hold back him, so he could only let him go.But she was still worried, afraid that Rong Xia would slip and fall in the bathroom, so she stayed outside until he finished washing.

At first, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but when he heard the intermittent sound of water, Duan Han lost his mind.

He couldn't bear the stimulation a little, so he simply left the bedroom and went out to calm down.

As a result, he opened the door and saw a huge Samoyed squatting at the door.

Duan Han: "? Do you have a dog?"

Samoyed didn't know how long he stayed outside the door without saying a word, but when he saw Duan Han just now, he screamed like crazy.

Duan Han is not afraid of dogs, but he still feels apprehensive seeing such a big dog roaring in front of him.

He hesitated whether he should ask Rong Xia to come out to appease him.

At this time, Rong Xia took the initiative to come out.

He just got out of the shower and came out of the bedroom in just pajama pants.

The upper body was not dried, and the hair was still dripping.

The light in the living room illuminated his skin white, but his face was flushed from the hot water.Rong Xia wiped off the water on his face, and trotted over to play with Samoyed.

Duan Han forced himself to look away from the floor, not paying attention to the wet person beside him.Looking away made his hearing more sensitive, and he felt that he could even hear the sound of water dripping from Rong Xia's hair to his shoulders.

Rong Xia squatted down in front of Samoyed, rubbed the top of Samoyed's head with his palms, and coaxed: "Good boy, Dad is back."

He took Samoyed into his arms again.

The dog is very obedient, even if there are strangers around him, after being hugged by the owner, he will honestly stop making any noise.

Duan Han felt funny when he heard this coaxing tone, and wanted to ask Rong Xia why he was so good at training dogs, but when he turned his head, he found that the face of the Samoyed puppy was crushed in Rong Xia's arms, and its ears were pressed against On his chest, the crowded place is...

"..." Duan Han looked away again, rubbed his ears, and quietly changed his position.

Rong Xia squatted on the ground and played with the dog for a while before getting up and leading the Samoyed back to the room - it turns out that the dog also has its own room, no wonder they didn't notice it just now.

After comforting Samoyed, Rong Xia staggered back to her bedroom and threw herself on the bed.

Duan Han: "..."

Still awake? !

Duan Han arranged him and covered him with the quilt, and found that the man's hair and chest were wet—he had played with the dog for a long time, and there was a pile of dog hair on his chest.

Duan Han sighed resignedly, went to the bathroom and got a dry towel to wipe his dog's hair, trying not to focus on anything else.

Finally, wrap the quilt again and wrap the person into a zongzi.

In the winter, I just tossed out a sweat.

The charming thoughts in his heart were suppressed by force, now seeing Rong Xia unconsciously falling asleep, Duan Han only felt it was funny.

Rong Xia should have fallen asleep, and the dog in the next room honestly didn't make any more noises. Duan Han walked around the room twice without any purpose, thinking that he should leave.

Before leaving, he looked back at Rong Xia reluctantly, and his heart became more determined to get back together with him.

Just as he was about to leave, Rong Xia's cell phone rang suddenly.

Rong Xia stretched out one hand and scratched at the head of the bed, lost his aim and pushed the phone to the ground.

"Hey!" Duan Han walked back quickly and bent over to pick it up. When he handed it back to Rong Xia, he saw that the caller was Kou Yajun.

Duan Han's movements paused for a moment, his hands were faster than his head, and before he could react, he subconsciously took the phone away, away from Rong Xia's reach.

It's just that although Rong Xia was drunk, he moved very quickly, and Duan Han touched the phone first.

With such an effort on both sides, the answer button was actually opened.

"Rong Xia?" Kou Yajun's voice came clearly from the receiver.

Rong Xia groaned something, but the voice was too low to reach the other side.

"Hello? Hello?"

Duan Han hesitated again and again, but still raised the phone to his ear.

"...Ya Jun, it's me. Rong Xia drank at night and has fallen asleep now."

He could hear the person on the opposite side hold his breath for a brief moment through the screen, and then Kou Yajun asked in a bad tone: "Are you at his house? Why are you—"

The words came to an abrupt end here.

A few seconds later, Kou Yajun said flatly: "Forget it, then I will look for him tomorrow and hang up."

That's what he said, but the phone didn't hang up for a long time.

The men on both sides of the phone were breathing heavily, as if they were struggling secretly.

In the end, Duan Han spoke first, breaking the suffocating embarrassment.

He sighed, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"I just returned to China to have dinner with Rong Xia." He said truthfully, "I wanted to find you, but..."

He fell into a long silence.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe Rong Xia felt cold, so he stretched out his arm outside the quilt and moved a few times, trying to reach back under the quilt but couldn't find a way.

Duan Han just woke up like a dream, and held Rong Xia's arm and covered him with a quilt.

I finally got what I wanted to say to Kou Yajun: "To be honest, I feel embarrassed when I think of you, you and Xia Xia."

The person lying in the quilt finally felt the warmth, let out a comfortable moan, gradually regained consciousness, and asked vaguely: "Who is it..."

The original crisp voice became long under the double package of drunkenness and drowsiness, and the quiet night added a little bit of ambiguity to this long time.

The person on the other side of the phone probably had nothing to say, just repeated "I'll look for him tomorrow" and hung up the phone.

Rong Xia was still asleep at the side, the blush brought by the alcohol was dizzy from the end of the eyes to the neck.

He fell asleep again, and the murmurs and movements seemed only unconscious.He slept peacefully, not knowing what kind of conversation his ex-husband had with his first love just a few minutes ago.

Duan Han tried his best to maintain a gentleman's demeanor, he didn't touch Rong Xia when he had no ability to resist, and only messed up his black hair scattered on the pillow.

When leaving Rong Xia's house, the joy of meeting Rong Xia was completely overwhelmed by the phone call from Kou Ya County.

I really don't know how to describe the relationship between the three of them.

Duan Han shook his head and left.

On the other side, Kou Yajun also had a gloomy face.

This call tonight was purely on a whim.

In order to avoid being known by too many irrelevant people about the injury and amnesia, he has been avoiding visits by others on the grounds of poor health a few days ago.

After the divorce was exposed, those friends couldn't sit still anymore, and they kept calling him in the past few days.

"No, I said, are you really divorced?"

The person who called this time was named Lu Chao, a friend who grew up together.

These days Kou Yajun is really tired of answering this question, even though the person on the phone is Lu Chao, even if he knows that Lu Chao really cares about him, he still can't help being angry.

"Ah, I left, I left. What's the matter, can't I leave?"

"My God! You can't leave, of course you can't leave!" Lu Chao couldn't say anything, "Hurry up and find a way to remarry him! Hey, it won't work...you both made it public..."

The two grew up together, and Lu Chao knew Kou Yajun's bad temper very well, and he also knew that he would regret it in the future, so he could only persuade him nicely: "Why are you doing this...you will regret it in the future! My God, I beg you! You are my elder brother, can you be my father! You should remarry quickly!!"

There are indeed impulsive reasons for divorce - liking a friend's former lover, a life after marriage that the outside world is not optimistic about, and a divorce agreement that I have prepared for a long time...

Also, Rong Xia's cold attitude.

Everything makes their marriage look shaky.

But the nostalgia for marriage and reluctance for Rong Xia gradually turned into doubts under the continuous questioning of friends.

Kou Yajun couldn't understand, "Did I do something to offend Rong Xia? Why did everyone around me react so strongly to this incident?"

Lu Chao was tired of talking, he sighed heavily, and said: "To be honest, we don't know what happened between you and Rong Xia, maybe you did have conflicts where we couldn't see it, that's why you were let in Even after amnesia, she did not hesitate to get a divorce. But—"

Lu Chao smacked his lips, paused for a few seconds, and then said: "But, I have eyes and I can see. At least when I see it, you and Rong Xia really have a good relationship. Maybe you will find it strange, Why is it that I am your friend, but I always talk to Rong Xia inside and outside the words? To be honest, it is because I am your friend that I know and I know. When you think of the memories of the past few years in the future, I promise you want to kill your current self."

Afterwards, Lu Chao babbled a few more times like an old lady before hanging up the phone.

Kou Yajun was in a state of disarray.

He believed what Lu Chao said.In the few days when he just woke up from the coma, the worry in Rong Xia's eyes did not seem to be fake.

They should have really loved each other, but...

Recalling that person's indifference afterwards, Kou Yajun only felt a dull pain in his heart.

He pressed his heart, not wanting to admit that he really regretted it, but his fingers betrayed the master's heart, and directly pressed Rong Xia's number.

He was thinking about what to say during the long call waiting, but was speechless when the phone was actually picked up.

He heard Duan Han say that Rong Xia had already fallen asleep.

For a moment, Kou Yajun felt that his breathing had almost stopped.

The head is muddled, the heart is in a mess, only the mouth is out of control.

He heard himself asking, "You're at his house? Why are you—"

...But swallowed back the words that followed.

Forget it, Li Du Li, what are you talking about.