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"Bullshit."

Qiu Songqi pinched off the phone screen and pretended not to see the message. He was glad that there was no "read" display on WeChat.

So he brushed his teeth slowly, and was not in a hurry to go to work, let alone find Ni Xiangping.

He felt that he had never been so procrastinated in his life.

But there was a numb sense of crisis in his heart, lingering like a shadow, making him unstable no matter what he did.

"If Ni Xiangping really divorced me."

The words circled in my mind.

After waiting around ten o'clock, he looked at his phone again, except that Ruan Xi had called him more than a dozen times, there was no other news.

I looked through Ni Xiangping's circle of friends, and there was a photo of his new home without words. Click on the big picture to see it, and double-click every corner to enlarge it.He frowned.

Ni Xiangping really moved out for the sake of moving out, why didn't he even find a decent house.

But that's fine, he'll come back when he's not used to it for a few days.

He called, and Ni Xiangping quickly answered, "When are you coming?"

"I just woke up." Qiu Songqi lied and yawned to be more realistic.

"Then come here now, I have other things to do this afternoon." Ni Xiangping's voice sounded a little anxious.

Qiu Songqi agreed, but delayed for another half an hour.

When he arrived at the agreed place, Qiu Songqi saw Ni Xiangping from a distance.

Ni Xiangping was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and was sitting on a chair looking at his mobile phone.

He hadn't seen Ni Xiangping in the sun for a long time. He always went back in the middle of the night, and he couldn't see clearly under the warm-colored desk lamp.

It turns out that Ni Xiangping has always been quite fair, and his skin can reflect light.

Qiu Haihai lay on his shoulders, her fleshy body was wearing a pink dress, like a girl.

Ni Xiangping knows how to make these fancy clothes for his son.Qiu Songqi sighed helplessly.

Just like Ni Xiangping used to be a flashy person - in the first few years of his marriage, Ni Xiangping didn't have a single solid-colored dress in his closet, all of them were patterned.

His favorite may be the coconut tree. Although Qiu Songqi thinks it is the style of an old man on the beach, he has to admit that Ni Xiangping looks a little sexy in it.

Especially the cardigan, which is buttoned up when it gets hot. Qiu Songqi likes to lie on his snow-white belly to cool off.

Since when did Ni Xiangping seem to have changed into monochrome clothes in his closet? Qiu Songqi thinks carefully about the past few days, and what he can remember is either pure white or pure black, and occasionally blue.

He also likes blue.

Qiu Songqi walked over, Ni Xiangping didn't even turn his face, he hugged Qiu Haihai and said, "Let's go."

"Where?"

"Divorce." Ni Xiangping took out the folder and handed a copy to Qiu Songqi, "This is yours, the agreement, you signed it. Have you brought your ID card? Remember to take it out later, the household registration book and Haihai I have all the birth certificates for you, don't worry, just submit the documents later, and it won't delay you long."

Qiu Songqi was a little dazed, and the words that had been lingering in his mind all morning finally surfaced gushingly.

"Ni Xiangping really wants to divorce me."

He was so nervous that he didn't know what to say, he opened his mouth and stood there, Ni Xiangping impatiently said: "Let's go? Go in."

"It's not...you..."

"I've thought it through, and it's impossible to regret it, so please don't worry about my attitude anymore." Ni Xiangping's voice sounded cold and violent to Qiu Songqi, "You signed it anyway, don't I don’t want to waste time going through the legal process to change clothes at this time.”

"I signed the agreement indiscriminately." Qiu Songqi felt a little wronged, he stretched out his hand to hold Ni Xiangping, and walked closer, "I just tear up the document, right? Don't take this kind of thing seriously, we have Go home and talk about any problems, go home and talk."

"I don't want to talk about this with you."

"Everything is easy to discuss, don't make trouble here." Qiu Songqi squeezed out a smile so that he didn't look so serious.

But Ni Xiangping kept on sternly: "I don't want to go around in circles with you."

"Don't make trouble." Qiu Songqi wanted to hug him, but was pushed away, pulled back and forth a few times, Ni Xiangping turned his head and walked quickly after breaking free.

Can't divorce, can't.

Qiu Songqi's heart was beating fast, and his sense of fear spread. He couldn't imagine the concept of divorce.

But it must not be within the range that I can accept - this question is seriously beyond the outline.

"Xiangping." Qiu Songqi immediately followed and called him several times.

The shouting voice was a little trembling: "Ni Xiangping!"

"Ni Xiangping, wait a minute." He ran up and pulled him into his arms, and hastily dropped a few anxious kisses on Ni Xiangping's face. Ni Xiangping struggled in his arms, but he said vaguely while kissing, " Stop making trouble, stop making trouble... go home, okay? Let's go home, look at this, you can move out if you want, you can do whatever you want, don't divorce me..."

"Let me go..." Ni Xiangping tried his best to turn his face away, because he was holding Haihai with one hand, and the other hand was not strong enough to push him away, "I said you let me go..."

He bent his elbow with one hand to resist Qiu Songqi's menacing and inexplicable kiss.

"Don't be like this, my wife counts on me, please..." Qiu Songqi's tone sounded a little gentler than before, and he still insisted on asking for a kiss.

The heavy breath swept over Ni Xiang's plane.

Ni Xiangping had never resisted like this before, and finally shouted under his throat: "I say let go!"

Afterwards, a slap that was neither light nor heavy rang on Qiu Songqi's face crisply.

Ni Xiangping was also stunned. Logically speaking, he wanted to give Qiu Songqi this slap a long time ago, but he really couldn't restrain the urge to do it. After doing this, he felt unhappy. On the contrary, he regretted it.

"I'm sorry..." He looked at Qiu Songqi's sinking face, withdrew his hand, and turned his back behind his back.

Qiu Songqi was stunned in surprise, his pupils gradually dilated: "Are you crazy?"

Ni Xiangping pursed his lips tightly and stared at him without speaking.

Qiu Songqi thought that he had done nothing wrong just now, and was even more confused by his torment.

"That's why you want a divorce?" Qiu Songqi let go of him, and Ni Xiangping could only say "hmm".

Qiu Songqi was so angry that he laughed dumbly, and nodded his head: "Okay, Li, Li, I will divorce you today! I won't divorce you, and I will change my surname to Chun Xia Dong backwards!"

He grabbed Ni Xiangping's wrist, pulled him into the divorce room, threw his ID card on the table, and said to the staff, "Get a divorce."

Ni Xiangping silently put the information on it.

He found out these materials one by one, and now he piled them up, and he felt a heavy feeling of explaining the funeral.But Ni Xiangping knew that Qiu Songqi would not think so.

Qiu Songqi probably wants a divorce more than him now.After all, being slapped accidentally by him would make anyone feel sorry for their self-esteem.

Seeing this situation, the staff quickly went through the formalities, and finally handed over the confirmation letter in triplicate: "Please sign your name and phone number on it, and the new account book will be picked up the next day."

Before Ni Xiangping took up the pen, Qiu Songqi signed three names and three strings of numbers in a clatter.

Covered the pen with a "click", and when Ni Xiangping finished signing his name, Qiu Songqi took a copy and left.

Ni Xiangping thanked the staff, went out and saw Qiu Songqi standing there, looking at Ni Xiangping angrily.

Ni Xiangping walked over, Qiu Songqi said, "Satisfied?"

"Full……"

"What are you planning?"

"I……"

"What's the point of divorcing me?"

"you……"

"Sorry, don't come to me."

"..." Ni Xiangping gave up saying another word.

Then Qiu Songqi glanced at Qiu Haihai, and Haihai fell asleep at some point.

Pillowed in the hollow of Ni Xiangping's shoulder, with his mouth slightly open.

"I'm leaving." Ni Xiangping bid him farewell, but still stood there and glanced at him.

"Let's go." Qiu Songqi raised his eyebrows, "If you don't come by car, I'll see you off, wherever you want to go."

This sentence is probably the elegant version of "Which is cool, stay where you are."

"No need." Ni Xiangping was also a little annoyed by what he said, and immediately left with his arms in his arms.

"Why don't you just get a divorce? I don't believe it can be done." Qiu Songqi returned to the car and turned the air conditioner to the lowest level, "Anyway, I have done everything I should do, and you are the one who insisted on leaving."

He turned the wind to maximum again.

After sitting for a long time, the breathing rate gradually slowed down.

Staring at the scenery in front of me, I remembered that the wedding day was also here, and the seasons were almost the same, and they were all in the hot summer.

Eight years passed in a blink of an eye, and he and Ni Xiangping ended their marriage here.

"But why did you get divorced?"

He calmed down, still not wanting to understand the question.

Qiu Songqi touched the half of his face that was hit just now, and it didn't hurt very much. In fact, it didn't hurt at all. Ni Xiangping's blow was quite light.But beating is wrong, everyone in this kindergarten knows, why doesn't Ni Xiangping know?

Qiu Songqi thought about it, and felt that Ni Xiangping was making trouble for no reason, which made him depressed.

He took out his phone, opened Ni Xiangping's WeChat, and all the photos in Moments were gone.

Ni Xiangping blocked him.

"Heartless!" He threw the phone on the co-pilot, stepped on the accelerator, and returned to the company.