The hospital is very noisy, all blue and white patient clothes are mixed with colorful private clothes, dangling in Ni Xiangping's eyes.

"Qiu Haihai on the 36th, please wait in the No. [-] clinic", the pediatric radio broadcast.

Ni Xiangping hugged Qiu Haihai and sat on the bench in front of the door of the No. [-] clinic.

In order to take Haihai to see the doctor earlier, Ni Xiangping got up very early, he is a little sleepy now.

Haihai's fever subsided last night, but he was still coughing, lying on Ni Xiangping's shoulder and coughing non-stop.

The child couldn't tell what was wrong, so Ni Xiangping could only take him to the hospital once to see a doctor, so Ni Xiangping was relieved.

Ni Xiangping glanced at his phone, and sent Qiu Songqi a message: If you are free this afternoon, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, if not, tomorrow morning.

He waited for Qiu Songqi's reply, and sighed several times in his heart.

After eight years of marriage, Ni Xiangping is about to divorce now. It's not that Ni Xiangping has never been sad, but he has already started to back down from this marriage a few months ago. Now, no matter how uncomfortable it is, he should learn to let go.

Each has more important things to do.

Marriage is about divorce, sooner or later, so there is nothing to regret.

Qiu Songqi unexpectedly replied him quickly.

Before Ni Xiangping understood this sentence clearly, Qiu Songqi called again.

"What's the matter?" Ni Xiangping asked, "Is there any question?"

Qiu Songqi pondered for a while and said, "Don't tell me you really want a divorce."

Here it is again, this sentence again.

From Ni Xiangping's point of view, Qiu Songqi is just doing unnecessary struggle.

Ni Xiangping smiled softly, a little helpless: "I thought you had accepted this fact."

Qiu Songqi was inexplicably annoyed when he heard this, but he still insisted: "I accept it, just don't regret it."

"Just remember to send money." Ni Xiangping said and patted Hai Hai's head.

"What do you mean by that? Qiu Haihai is my son after all, so I won't be merciless." Qiu Songqi said, "But you, what do you want to go out of the house? You can just raise yourself, son's. With such a large expense, six thousand is really enough?"

"Enough, I've done the calculations. Do you want to hear me do the calculations for you?" Ni Xiangping felt displeased for a while. At this juncture, it doesn't make sense for the other party to care about these details, and there is no harm to both parties.

I really don't know what Qiu Songqi is struggling with.

Qiu Songqi seemed to be speechless for a while, then he said:

"No, I will give you [-] a month."

"Whatever you want, anyway, I can't spend too much."

"You can give flowers to your son if you can't spend them." Qiu Songqi growled.

Ni Xiangping didn't speak, and the two of them were silent for a while.

Qiu Songqi thought that Ni Xiangping probably wanted to piss him off.

Anyway, Ni Xiangping who lost his temper is like this, calm and calm, he will be fine after a while, he comforted himself, and then jumped away from this topic.

"What time will we meet in the afternoon?" Qiu Songqi asked.

"I'm free."

"That's 05:30."

"Don't you know that the Civil Affairs Bureau closes at 05:30?" Ni Xiangping laughed angrily at him.

Of course Qiu Songqi knew.

The day of the wedding is an auspicious day on the day of Qixi Festival.

But the good day was not chosen. They arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 05:30 after their vacation, just in time for the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau to get off work.

The two pleaded for a long time before they were moved by the staff and finally helped them apply for a marriage certificate.

When Qiu Songqi thinks about the divorce, he can do whatever Ni Xiangping says, as long as he doesn't go through the formalities, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Civil Affairs Bureau closes at 05:30.

You can't ask others to divorce them.

But obviously, Ni Xiangping has already thought of this level.

Qiu Songqi had no choice but to say: "...then five o'clock."

"Okay." Ni Xiangping quickly hung up the phone.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and after talking with Qiu Songqi, he felt that he had exhausted the little energy he had left from getting up early.

After taking Haihai to see the doctor and taking the medicine, he sent Haihai to the kindergarten.

There is no professional all-day treatment center for autism in F City. This special kindergarten was specially chosen by Qiu Songqi in order to provide Haihai with a better treatment environment.

The kindergarten teachers are specially trained. Although there are normal children, there are also sick children like Haihai.

It can be regarded as a public welfare kindergarten, and the fee is not high, but it is only possible to enter through a relationship.

Qiu Songqi used to be a person who would open up countless relationships for Haihai.

Ni Xiangping watched the teacher lead him in at the door, and then left with peace of mind.

"Mr. Qiu, this is the report for last quarter." Ruan Xi knocked on the door, came in with a USB flash drive, and put it on Qiu Songqi's desk.

Qiu Songqi was looking at his phone all the time, and just let out a casual "hmm".

Ruan Xi said again: "You still have a meeting at ten o'clock, do you want to prepare?"

"Ah."

Qiu Songqi was still browsing some unknown page, Ruan Xi glanced at it, it seemed to be his lover's circle of friends.

Turning over and over, Ruan Xi has seen no less than a hundred times over the past few years, thanks to Qiu Songqi's blessing of the screen-peeping madman.

Ruan Xi knew that they were probably quarreling, so she stopped talking and left quietly.

Qiu Songqi clicked on Ni Xiangping's most recent Moments, and it was a harmless "Good morning", dated July NO.11.

But he didn't notice the date and exited the interface.

After posting for a while, I picked up the USB flash drive and inserted it into the computer.

While reading the documents, he was thinking about what reason to find for Ni Xiangping to delay the divorce procedure with him.

If this kind of thing is delayed, it will naturally be delayed, and Ni Xiangping will compromise, and he can act as if nothing happened, and he will not care about Ni Xiangping's awkwardness.

But he couldn't think of any good reason, so he called Ni Xiangping unknowingly.

"What's the matter? I still have something to do." Ni Xiangping answered in an impatient tone.

"I tell you, you won't regret it..."

"No. If you come to entangle this matter with me, then I'll hang up." Before he could finish speaking, Ni Xiangping interrupted him.

"No, I have other things to do." Qiu Songqi hurriedly said, "I'm not free this afternoon. Let's try another day."

Ni Xiangping said: "Then you are busy, so there is no need to change the day, we will go together tomorrow morning. Hang up."

Anyway, Qiu Songqi was always so busy, and Ni Xiangping was not surprised, and hung up the phone with a sore heart.

It's true that it's not strange, and it's true that I can't get used to him being so busy.

He didn't understand why Qiu Songqi thought work was more important than anything else, and he didn't have time to go through the formalities in more than ten minutes.

Qiu Songqi was hung up again.He let out an "oh" to the air, turned off the computer in annoyance and went to the conference room for a meeting.

Ni Xiangping took leave from the company and went back home.

The house is very large, and the overall color is gray-blue. Ni Xiangping had read relevant research during the renovation, saying that blue is good for weight loss.

He didn't understand why he believed this.

In short, gray-blue looks comfortable.

But Ni Xiangping now thinks that no matter how comfortable a place is, he has almost had enough of it.

He went to Haihai's room, folded one piece of clothing for Haihai, and packed his own things for a while, putting them all in a 32-inch oversized blue suitcase.

Tilting my head and thinking about it, it was blue again.

After realizing it, Qiu Songqi actually likes blue, he almost forgot.

Qiu Songqi will be a little fat when he just graduated from university, but even so, he is still good-looking.

For the first time, he ran to Ni Xiangping with a lunch box and smiled foolishly, saying that there was no place in the dining hall and he wanted to borrow an empty seat.

At that time, Qiu Songqi was wearing blue clothes, and Ni Xiangping fell in love with him at the first sight - this person is just like Doraemon.

Later, whether it was fitness or being too busy at work, Qiu Songqi lost weight.

"You are better than before..." Ni Xiangping stroked the box and put all the clothes in it.

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