Ling Zhen was startled, the expression in his eyes changed, and then he nodded: "Okay."
I also... have something to tell you.
Wei Xi kept a little distance away, and rubbed the corner of her lips with his fingertips, feeling intimate and ambiguous.
"… Good night."
Ling Zhen also said softly, "Good night."
But even after saying good night, Ling Zhen couldn't sleep at night.
Tossing and turning until very late, she simply got up from the bed, put on a thick home clothes, and looked around her small room.
After staying in one place for a long time, there will always be a sense of nostalgia in my heart. When I came here, the room was still full of the original owner's things, but now, the clothes hanging in the closet are all chosen by her, plain and beautiful. The curtains are decorated with small daisy florals, and the bed sheet has a matching Rilakkuma pattern with the duvet cover. Aroma diffusers and dried flowers are placed on the table, and there is a faint warm fragrance in the room.
This place is full of things she likes, and there are traces left by her everywhere.
Ling Zhen hugged his knees and sighed a little.
After the divorce, of course she had to move out as soon as possible. The reason why she has not looked for a house is because she is not sure whether she will stay in city A in the future. The housing prices here are too expensive, maybe you can live a more relaxed and comfortable life if you go to a smaller city.
Ling Zhen intends to take advantage of this tour opportunity to look around more, to find out if there is any suitable place for him. The money in hand is still enough, and Xing Li told her a few days ago that there may be a variety show suitable for her in the second half of the year, and the dance troupe can also earn money. Ling Zhen feels that she is more than enough to support herself.
After getting settled, she can also go back to City A occasionally to visit Wei Xi. Of course, if he had a new family, even her ex-wife would not intentionally dislike him, and she would definitely not bother them.
Ling Zhen thought a lot in his head, and then fell asleep in a daze.
In the early morning, she naturally woke up and was in a daze for a while. Then, he turned over and got out of bed, took out the divorce agreement from the drawer, and placed it flat on the table.
She took a deep breath, put on her clothes and left the room.
Tomorrow night will be the first performance, and Ling Zhen has practiced "Appealing to Love" proficiently enough. Although she is only Wen Zichu's foil in this dance, if the two of them cooperate well enough, it will definitely be a performance that achieves each other.
What I have to do today is to continue to practice to ensure that there is no flaw on the stage.
After the competition that day, the attitude of the people in the dance troupe towards Ling Zhen changed again.
This circle is also owned by Mu Qiang. Strength, technology, and appearance are all representatives of the right to speak. Ling Zhen has proved her ability to share the stage with Wen Zichu. They may be unwilling, but they must not be dissatisfied.
So some people started to greet Ling Zhen or ask some questions. When Ling Zhen and Wen Zichu were rehearsing alone, there would always be girls at the front and back doors stealing the teacher.
"Lingling, Teacher Wen and Ling Zhen are going to rehearse, let's go and see!"
Song Ling looked unhappy: "I'm not going!"
The friend pulled her arm: "Oh, let's go—they have a full row from beginning to end today, you will regret it if you don't watch it!"
Song Ling exhaled from her nose and nodded reluctantly: "Then I'll take a look."
ten minutes later.
The girls who watched the rehearsal left in a daze, amazed and shocked at the same time.
Ling Zhen is two or three years older than them, and it is said that he has never had systematic training... How could he dance like this? ? Under Mr. Wen's aura like a swimming dragon, he didn't show any disadvantages at all. On the contrary, he was like a nimble fish, cooperating extremely exquisitely. Neither steal the show, nor be forgotten.
Even Song Ling had an aggrieved but amazed expression after watching it.
She has seen Teacher Wen dance "The Complaint of Heartfelt Love" by himself, and of course it is beautiful enough. But she had to admit that after having Ling Zhen as her dance partner, this "Appeal to Heartfelt Love" has been discovered to a new level.
After the rehearsal, Ling Zhen was very satisfied, panting slightly, and tidied up his messy temple hair.
Wen Zichu looked at her in the mirror with a smile: "You are very enlightened."
Ling Zhen said modestly, "It was the teacher who taught me well."
Wen Zichu shook his head: "I'm looking forward to tomorrow night's performance."
Ling Zhen also smiled: "Me too."
Wen Zichu explained to Ling Zhen a few more action essentials. Ling Zhen looked at the time and raised his head: "Mr. Wen, should you come here first today? I have something to do and I need to go back early."
When Wen Zichu heard this, he hesitated to speak, "Are you today...?"
Ling Zhen nodded: "We made an appointment, and we need to have a good chat today."
Wen Zichu nodded, the man's cold gaze appeared in his mind, and he was a little worried: "If there is anything wrong, you can call me."
Ling Zhen smiled: "It's not that serious."
Her current hesitation and entanglement are actually mostly out of reluctance, and it will be fine once she speaks out. What could be wrong
"Then see the teacher tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
—
Wei Xi only stayed in the company for half a day.
After disposing of the documents sent to his desk, Wei Xi checked the time and left the office with his coat.
Zhao Yan happened to come out and saw their President Wei with a serious expression, as if they were going to the negotiating table. He was startled, and hurried up: "Boss, are you going out to talk?"
Wei Xi pressed the elevator with his slender fingers, "Yes."
Zhao Yanxin said, is there any bone that is not easy to chew recently? After thinking about it, he said loyally, "Is there anything I can do?"
Wei Xi said, "Yes."
Zhao Yan expressed his willingness to hear the details: "Tell me."
"...tell me," Wei Xi said calmly, "is there a flower shop nearby?"
Zhao Yan: "???" What kind of flowers do you bring to talk about business
Although Zhao Yan had a complicated expression on Mr. Wei's face that you must keep your mind right and never do something that you're sorry to your sister-in-law, but he honestly told him about the best flower shop nearby.
Twenty minutes later, the owner of the flower shop blushed and sent Wei Xi out the door.
Too much... thought the florist. Although this man is as cold as ice, his complexion is cold and fair, his facial features are handsome, and the way he holds a bouquet of red roses indifferently is too sexy!
After buying flowers, Wei Xi drove home.
He is not a person who is positive about life, he cares very little, and he has no sense of ritual.
But he didn't mind going to the trouble if the ceremony made him appear a little more solemn, or increased the odds of success.
Set up a table in the living room, spread a red velvet tablecloth, put a delicate rose in a glass bottle, and a tall tower candle on each side.
Wei Xi's eyes are cold, and he is meticulous when doing these things. He pinched the red mouth cloth with his white fingertips, folded it into neat corners, and put it into the glass goblet.
The Michelin dinner will be delivered in ten minutes. After Wei Xi finished these, he took out a small box from his pocket.
For the Italian handmade diamond ring, Wei Xi controls everything from the platinum ring setting to the weight, cut and clarity of the diamond. It took a long time, but it was worth it.
The tiny ring rests on a velvet cloth, and the drop-shaped diamonds reflect a brilliant halo.
The man put down the ring, then crossed his arms, scanning the entire house with scrutiny.
The walls of the room are an eyesore.
He can control his emotions and pretend to be himself, but his real desire will not lie.
He was secretly longing, looking forward to taking his girl into his room.
Branded on the skin, engraved his ownership in the body.
Wei Xi's eyes were slightly hot.
He was silent for a while, as if driven by something, he raised his foot to the door of Ling Zhen's room, and pushed it lightly.
The girl's room is very fragrant and cute everywhere. Wei Xi felt like a pervert, but he still walked in and sat beside Ling Zhen's bed.
His eyes were facing her desk, which was neatly tidied up, except for a piece of paper.
Wei Xi's eyes fell on the piece of paper.
After a while, he stood up, walked to the table, and lowered his eyes.
…
After Ling Zhen left the dance troupe, he didn't go home directly, but went to the supermarket first.
She made up her mind last night that she would cook a good meal for Wei Xi today, even if it was... a farewell meal.
Pushing the shopping cart into the supermarket, Ling Zhen glanced across the shelves, and suddenly found that he remembered Wei Xi's preferences clearly. He doesn't like sour and sweet, tomato, onion, ginger and garlic with strong taste. But he likes it hot and light, like her chicken and eggplant.
Ling Zhen sighed. After today, there may not be a chance to cook for Wei Xi in the future.
She leaned against the shopping cart in a daze for a while, then shook her head—separation is a good thing for both of them, and they will still be happy in the future! Ling Zhen pushed the trolley again, and simply bought all the things she remembered that Wei Xi liked.
After shopping, I went home with a big plastic bag. At the door of the house, Ling Zhen freed one hand to get the key, but suddenly found that the door of the house was not locked.
Wei Xi is back
She picked up the plastic bag and pushed open the door, only to find that the house was pitch black.
Ling Zhen was a little frightened, carefully turned the porch, walked into the living room, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light.
There was an exquisite dinner on a square table, with flowers and two candlesticks.
The man was sitting at the table, wearing a black silk shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned, revealing a cold white neck and a mole. He rested his cheek with one hand, the flame of the candle reflected the outline of the facial features, and the line from the brow bone to the peak of the nose was unbelievably perfect.
He sat in the darkness with a cold and lazy demeanor. Ling Zhen swallowed subconsciously, a little dazzled by the beauty.
Wei Xi looked over, his pupils were too dark to absorb light, but his voice was soft when he spoke: "You're back?"
Ling Zhen put down his things: "I was going to cook, why didn't you tell me when you ordered the meal?"
From the moment she entered the door, Wei Xi's eyes were glued to her. Hearing the girl's detailed complaints, she smiled: "Come and sit."
The dishes in the Michelin restaurant are delicious, but the atmosphere at the table has an eerie heaviness.
Halfway through eating, Ling Zhen wiped his mouth with a napkin, looked up at the man opposite: "Wei Xi, I—"
Wei Xi didn't raise his head, he cut a piece of meat with a table knife with downcast eyes, and sent it to her plate with a fork.
"Let's talk after eating."
Ling Zhen blinked: "... oh."
She had no choice but to stuff a whole plate of food into her stomach, and she couldn't eat any more, so she put down the knife and fork and waited for the man opposite to finish.
Wei Xi slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin, raised his eyes, his expression seemed calm.
Seeing that he was healed, Ling Zhen crossed his hands on his knees and said seriously, "I have something to say."
I don't know if it's because of the candlelight, but Wei Xi's deep eyes can be called gentle: "...we'll talk after we think about it."
Ling Zhen nodded: "I've made up my mind."
After finishing speaking, she said directly, as if she was afraid that she would regret it: "Wei Xi, I will go on tour with the group next, and the cycle will be very long. I can't accompany you or take care of you during this time, and I can't do my best as a wife." Responsibility—Actually, I have never fulfilled this responsibility. I am very happy during the time with you, but I can no longer selfishly enjoy your kindness to me, so... "
"Let's get a divorce."
Then... to have your own freedom and live your own life, Wei Xi.
Ling Zhen added something in a low voice in his heart.
The young girl's eyes are bright, with an unconscious innocence and cruelty.
After Ling Zhen finished speaking, the hands under the table nervously clenched into fists, then stared at Wei Xi, waiting for his reaction.
The man is really plain.
Neither good nor bad.
After Ling Zhen finished speaking, Wei Xi just looked at her blankly for about a minute.
But for some reason, under his gaze, Ling Zhenxin was inexplicably flustered.
She stood up and wanted to go to the room to get the divorce agreement, but when she moved, Wei Xi suddenly grabbed her wrist.
He used an unprecedented strength, and instantly pinched Ling Zhen.
Ling Zhen called out softly.
At this moment, Wei Xi raised his eyes, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.
With this smile, the man's expression finally broke through the ice seal, and the turbulent undercurrent under the ice field began to reveal its whereabouts.
"Do you know what day it is?" He smiled with anger, "Ling Zhen."
Ling Zhenxin panicked even more, she shook her head: "I don't know."
Wei Xi held her wrist with one hand, took out a small box with the other, and opened it with one hand.
The brilliant light of the diamond hurt Ling Zhen's eyes.
"Happy wedding anniversary." Wei Xi said.
Ling Zhen's eyes widened, as if he saw something terrible.
Wei Xi stood up unhurriedly, his height advantage made him seem to be overwhelmed. And because of the backlight, Ling Zhen was almost shrouded in his figure and breath.
He was so different from usual.
This state is just like, like...
"I've misunderstood you, I'm sorry," Wei Xi lifted her hair around her ears, and pressed her cold lips against her ears, "but I'm still not a good person."
The illusion of camouflage was torn apart, and the haze permeated like a black mist.
Ling Zhen was hugged by him, his body trembling.
"Tell me now that you are joking." Wei Xi's voice was hoarse and magnetic, coaxing.
"If you accept the ring, I will forgive you."
The author has something to say: don't feel bad
Our brother Xi can be a bird and a beast in the future
Yesterday I was full of confidence that no one could guess the day, who knew that it would be guessed right in a second, I hate it! !
Thanks to [Half of Half] classmates for mine!
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