After Our Divorce, I Still Wore Your Jacket

Chapter 52

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Getting along has deviated from the track, such as walking on ice, taking every step carefully, afraid that if you take a deep step, you will step on the empty foot.

But how can this state last for a long time, or it is really stepping into the air and completely falling into the water, or it is a good way to find a good way, from now on.

The two apparently didn't find the right path.

They eventually separated.

Although Yuan Ye said several times that he would not be separated, although he said that every time he was really so sure.

But in the end it didn't go away.

This may have been an expected result. They are two different people from the soul. After years of getting along, relying on love to cover up these contradictions and frictions that should have existed, this is something that will be faced one day. Their separation didn't even have anything to push, there was no need, or it didn't wait for anything to happen, it just happened in a peaceful state. Sometimes the shattering of the glass only requires a bullet hole as small as a finger, and the whole piece of glass can be completely collapsed. As time goes by, the cracks are already there.

How ridiculous it is that they ended up just because of a coat.

It's been a few days since Fang Shaoyi's filming, and it's been less than a week since he flew back from the UK, and the reaction left by the jet lag has not been completely cleared up. Yuan Ye's time is very tight, and this is the norm for the two of them. Yuan Ye is usually very busy when Fang Shao is resting. Fang Shaoyi didn't pick up any work after that, and wanted to stay for a long vacation, and the two of them went out for a walk when Yuan Ye finished his work.

Yuan Ye often has to run back and forth between the two cities, which is really busy.

One day Yuan Ye drove back and picked him up at Fang Shaoyi's company. The two went back to Yuan Ye's parents for dinner together. Yuan Ye spoke in a nasal voice, and the urn sounded like a cold.

The car was parked a little far, and I had to walk for a while after eating. Yuan Ye was only wearing short sleeves. It had just rained and it was a little cold. Fang Shaoyi frowned and said, "Wear so little."

Yuan Ye didn't take it seriously. He was used to being rough and sturdy. He never paid attention to these things, but Fang Shaoyi still had a low-grade fever. He smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not cold."

"I don't know if I have a cold?" Fang Shaoyi took off his jacket and handed it over, "Put it on."

Yuan Ye didn't answer, and shook his head: "I don't have a cold, you are wearing, I'm not cold."

Fang Shaoyi didn't tell him again, the coat unfolded to put it directly on Yuan Ye, Yuan Ye jumped to the side to hide, and then smiled and said, "I'm outside, brother, don't tug at it, if someone shoots us, we'll have to do it again. Go to Weibo. Dress it up."

His jumping to the side was a bit exaggerated, Fang Shaoyi paused for a moment, his hands failed, and his arms were still stiff.

After that, Fang Shaoyi didn't say anything, and put on his jacket again in silence. Yuan Ye was nervous and looked down at the news on his phone without raising his head.

Therefore, when Fang Shaoyi suddenly spoke, Yuan Ye was still a little confused, and his thoughts were not connected. Fang Shaoyi asked him, "Why are you so stubborn."

"Huh?" Yuan Ye looked up at him, "What?"

Fang Shaoyi didn't look at him, just asked again, "What the hell are you doing wrong?"

Yuan Ye blinked, and it took a few seconds for his mind to understand. Fang Shaoyi's face was a little heavy. Half of the messages on Yuan Ye's phone were returned. He pursed his lips and finished replying the message. Then he put the phone back, reached out and touched Shaoyi's hand below, grabbed it and clenched it, smiling. He asked him, "Are you angry?"

Fang Shaoyi said, "No, I just don't know what you're thinking."

Yuan Ye didn't know what made him angry. Anyway, the two of them have been like this a lot recently, and there will be friction and confusion in many trivial matters. Yuan Ye didn't know where he got angry, let alone how to respond to his words.

When he got to the car, Fang Shaoyi took his hand back, Yuan Ye's palm was empty, he subconsciously clenched his fist, but couldn't keep anything.

That's how they are now, carefully reconciling unreasonable frictions, and the cycle goes on and on.

Fang Shaoyi is someone who cares about these little things. He and Yuan Ye are rarely angry, including not even now. It's just that the nerves that have been tense for a long time have made them too sensitive, and they are confused when they care. The more they think, the more sensitive they are. No matter how prestigious or famous, they are all ordinary people in the final analysis, and they cannot escape these things.

Emotions pull people down from the altar, and no one is more sober than the other.

After getting into the car, there was a long silence. Fang Shaoyi's eyes were dark, and Yuan Ye took one look before turning his head away.

Later, Yuan Ye broke the silence first, and he asked Fang Shaoyi: "Baby, you have to let me know what you are angry with before I know how to coax you."

Fang Shaoyi's expression didn't change. He kept looking in front of him, and after a while he said in a deep voice, "You have to let me know what you're thinking, too. I want to know too."

There was exhaustion in his tone when he said this, and Yuan Ye could hear it immediately. This is not the only thing they have. They have been deliberately getting along since they don't know when, but they didn't deliberately get good results.

Everyone is very tired, and no one is easy.

The helplessness and powerlessness in Fang Shaoyi's tone seemed to make Yuan Ye's heart go through an electric shock, causing a burning pain.

A thought flashed through Yuan Ye's mind, and he said what he thought: "Since you're so tired, then..."

Fang Shao turned his head to look at him, his eyes fixed on him. In the end, the last two words in Yuan Ye couldn't be said, and he was not willing. It hurts too much to say.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Shao turned back and didn't ask any questions.

After being silent all the way, the air in the car seemed to freeze, a kind of suffocating dullness.

Finally, the car drove home and parked in the basement. Fang Shaoyi slammed on the brakes, and at the same time said, "Speak up."

Yuan Ye unbuckled his seat belt, lowered his head and wanted to touch a cigarette, but he had quit smoking for some time.

The reality is in front of them, and both of them are aware of the state for such a long time. Can't figure it out.

In the end, I have to say what I can't say. Before going to bed that night, Yuan Ye said softly in the dark: "I want to keep my relationship young and fresh, let's not let it become old, weak and sick."

Fang Shaoyi never said a word, he was silent as if he didn't exist, even the sound of breathing was so soft.

Yuan Ye used a lot of energy to say that sentence, and all his strength for more than ten years was used up.

It was indeed a cold. I didn't think that before, my whole body was hurting even bone and flesh this morning. His throat was speechless, and the burning sensation in his throat made him not want to speak. Fang Shaoyi never saw him from beginning to end. When he woke up in the morning, Fang Shaoyi went downstairs, went to the company in the morning, and brought porridge to Yuan Ye when he came back at noon.

Yuan Ye had no appetite, but he still ate it all, not a grain of rice was left.

Fang Shaoyi was always calm, as if nothing had happened. Yuan Ye finished eating the porridge, and the two of them sat at the dining table without moving. Fang Shaoyi suddenly reached out and touched Yuan Ye's forehead, and said, "You burn or I burn."

No burns, all awake.

Fang Shaoyi looked into Yuan Ye's eyes and asked him, "Have you thought about it?"

Yuan Ye ran out of strength to say what he said last night, but he couldn't answer it anyway.

Fang Shaoyi waited for him for a long time, and then Fang Shaoyi stood up, his voice was a little low, but very calm, and asked him again: "Did you think about it?"

Yuan Ye's headache is about to explode, and it hurts everywhere. He was still sitting there, watching Fang Shaoyi's eyes gradually turning red, his eyes met, Yuan Ye blinked, his mouth tightly closed. Fang Shao sighed deeply.

When Fang Shaoyi tore off the ring on his neck and threw it at Yuan Ye, Yuan Ye stretched out his hand to pick it up. They usually throw things like this, but they can't catch them in the wilderness, and their hands are very fast, but this day I don't know if it's because of illness or what, he didn't catch the string. The small metal ring fell to the ground with a small sound.

That little voice knocked directly on Yuan Ye Xin's heart, and his heart was like glass.

After Fang Shao left, he never came back. Yuan Ye called him several times, but Fang Shao didn't answer. Later, Yuan Ye gave Ji Xiaotao a call. Ji Xiaotao also saw that there was something wrong with them, so he spoke carefully, saying that Fang Shaoyi was fine, so he didn't need to worry.

Yuan Ye almost never regretted what he said, and he never hesitated in what he decided to do.

But he was not at all free and easy about this, and he soon regretted it.

Thirty-two Yuanye, he and Fang Shaoyi have been together for almost fifteen years, and without Fang Shaoyi for half of the time, he can hardly remember what it was like. How to separate

Yuan Ye really regretted it, although no one knew better than him that for the two of them now, this is the only way to go. But he still regretted it.

When Fang Shaoyi came back again and again, he took the divorce agreement together, put it in Yuan Ye's hand, and said to him, "Sign it."

Yuan Ye's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, and asked him, "I sent you a message, did you see it?"

Fang Shaoyi didn't answer him, he repeated it again: "Sign."

Yuan Ye looked at the pieces of paper. The two of them had no children, and the divorce did not involve raising children. Basically, everything written on it was about the division of property. Yuan Ye glanced at it, and then laughed. Fang Shaoyi was really good. Generous.

Yuan Ye shook his head and cleared his throat before saying, "Brother, let's talk again."

Fang Shao shoved a sum into his hand, his voice became colder and colder, he frowned and said to him, "Stop chatting, sign."

Yuan Ye's nose was sore, he put down his pen and stretched out his hand to rub it, and then said in a low voice, "It's not right to divide property like this, let's divide it again."

Fang Shaoyi pulled over the chair, sat down, nodded and said, "Okay, how do you say it is divided."

Yuan Ye put both hands on his head, scratched the stubble on the top of his head, buried his face in his arms and said, "It's all for you..."

Fang Shaoyi closed his eyes, and after a while, he said, "If you want anything else, you can say it, and if you don't want it, you can sign it."

Yuan Ye kept this posture and didn't move. He cleared his throat several times to speak, but never looked up. In the end, when Yuan Ye opened his mouth, his voice became unstable, and with his hoarse voice, he could barely hear the words. He seldom let himself be so embarrassed, Yuan Ye said, "...Brother, I don't want to sign, I don't want to leave."

Fang Shaoyi looked at him silently, Yuan Ye put his arms down and lay down, his face buried on the table, his forehead rubbed back and forth on his wrist, his voice broken: "Can I take my words back? I'll coax you... Can it be done? Ah. How do I sign... Can you chop off my hand and sign it yourself?"

It was still raining outside, and the crackling raindrops on the window also stained the room with a hint of coldness. Fang Shaoyi looked at the back of Yuan Ye's head lying there, his eyes were dark and bottomless. The fundus is also clearly red, a broken erythema.

"Say something, bro," Yuan Ye continued, lying on his stomach, "Can I coax you well... Let's tear it up."

Yuan Ye rarely speaks with such a gesture and such a tone, and he is really convinced. He never looked up, his words were stuffed inside, his nasal voice was heavy.

He had never been begging Fang Shaoyi like this, and only occasionally played this way when he was courting in bed. He doesn't have to say so hard what he wants, no need. And there is nothing that Yuanye wants too much, the most obsessed in this life is nothing more than Fang Shaoyi.

Yuan Ye pushed the pieces of paper back to Fang Shaoyi's hand, sat up straight and looked at him and said, "Can we start all over again, bro?"

It is possible to cheat on Yuan Ye, and Fang Shaoyi is also willing to watch him cheat. But at this moment Yuan Ye Fanglai refused to sign, Fang Shaoyi didn't buy it, he grabbed the pieces of paper and clenched the crease on the paper. Fang Shaoyi stood up, the chair rubbed against the ground making a harsh sound, and Fang Shaoyi threw the pieces of paper into Yuan Ye's hand with a "pop".

As soon as Fang Shao walked over, he stood behind Yuan Ye, shoved the pen into his hand, then grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard.

"How long have you been thinking about it?" Fang Shaoyi's voice was filled with ice. This posture is equivalent to Fang Shao's holding Yuan Ye in his arms, and his mouth is next to Yuan Ye's ear to speak, such an intimate gesture.

"You've wanted to say this sentence for a long time, so don't take it back." When Fang Shaoyi spoke, his breath was sprayed into Yuan Ye's ears, and half of Yuan Ye's body was numb, Fang Shaoyi continued, "It's been fifteen years. , I didn't give you what you wanted."

Fang Shao squeezed Yuan Ye's hand and smashed it hard on the piece of paper, both of them hurt. The tip of the nose pokes the paper, leaving a small black spot. Fang Shaoyi said, "You don't want it? Then why are you hesitating?"

How could Yuan Ye's strength be stronger than Fang Shao's? Fang Shao has done many years of boxing practice. The knuckles of Yuan Ye were almost crushed, and Fang Shao squeezed his hands and signed "Yuan Ye" behind his back.

Yuan Ye has always said one thing, Fang Shaoyi is not? Fang Shaoyi did not change things easily, and he rarely expressed strong emotions, like he had no temper. But what he was determined to do like now, Yuan Ye knew very well that he couldn't stop it.

As soon as Fang Shao wants to get divorced, the marriage must be divorced.

Yuan Ye shook the hand held by Fang Shaoyi before, opened and closed his fingers, and then used this numb hand to caress his heart.

It's all numb and empty.

Fang Shao was 12 years old and Yuan Ye was 17 years old. They were both hot boys that year. They tried and collided, and then they fell in love naturally.

After five years of love, two crazy young people desperately told the world, what are they afraid of, what are they afraid of getting married

After another ten years, a paper agreement and a stamp were exchanged for a divorce certificate.