Black and white.
Under the cold light, it is so clear that it can almost sting people's eyes.
"..." After a moment of silence, Gu Xichao reached out to take the divorce agreement.
His eyes fell on Jiang Ruan's two words, flying like a phoenix, almost piercing the handwriting on the back of the paper.
The man's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his white fingertips exerted a little force.
He just sat like this, motionless, like a cold jade sculpture, with no expression on his fair and beautiful face.
I don't know how long it has been.
The man looked at the divorce agreement, raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and then tore it up bit by bit.
Xuebai's fingertips exerted a little force, and the movements were slow and orderly.
Unnotarized divorce agreement.
Do not count.
…
late at night.
The imperial capital outside the window has faded from the prosperity of the day, and what remains is a little bit of loneliness and loneliness after the prosperity.
There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the wind blows through the city with a hint of chill.
Gu Xichao stood in front of the huge French window in the bedroom, half leaning against the door frame, her slender legs slightly bent, and the ends of her wind-blown hair were disheveled.
The man's fingertips were shining with sparks. It was a slender cigarette with intricate lines engraved on it.
He doesn't smoke often, and occasionally touches it when he's upset.
For example now.
Gu Xichao's phone was stuck on a page.
The light of the mobile phone screen is particularly clear and abrupt in the dim night.
It was a document sent by Gu Xichao's special assistant.
The densely packed words finally settled on Jiang Ruan's words.
The man's deep sea-like blue eyes slightly lowered, and a few traces of self-mockery flashed in them.
He still couldn't control it and checked her information.
Jiang Ruan, his wife.
Since she was a child, she has been a charming lady, well-behaved and simple. The only thing she has done over the years is to fall in love with that bartender.
How much I like this...
Then she must really want to divorce, right
The man's fingertips holding the phone slowly tightened, and the fingertips were almost white.
the next day.
It was near noon that Jiang Ruan woke up slowly.
Recalling the good things she did last night, the woman's fair and beautiful face had a complex expression.
Hold.
How could she go crazy with alcohol
Jiang Ruan cursed secretly, she stretched out her fair fingertips and rubbed the center of her brows.
A splitting headache.
How does this make her face Gu Xichao
Jiang Ruan felt like crying, mainly because she felt ashamed and embarrassed.
... Forget it, pretend not to remember.
It's normal to get drunk anyway.
out the bedroom door.
Jiang Ruan immediately saw Gu Xichao sitting on the sofa.
The man in the snow-white shirt was exceptionally handsome, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, giving him a bookish look.
A gentleman is like jade, noble and elegant.
Jiang Ruan was in a daze.
This scene is somewhat familiar.
She remembered that when she woke up that time, she also saw Gu Xichao who looked like this.
Same hangover midday, same place, same... people.
"woke up?"
The man's low magnetic voice sounded, interrupting Jiang Ruan's thoughts.
She recovered, nodded towards Gu Xichao, and parted her red lips lightly.
"Um...was I drunk yesterday? I'm really bothering you."
Her tone was tentative and cautious, sounding a little apologetic.
Saying that, Jiang Ruan gave Gu Xichao an embarrassed smile.
System 677 in the void was dumbfounded watching his host's performance.
"..."
Pass the boss a cigarette.
Gu Xichao curled the corners of his lips in a distant manner, and said softly, "It's fine."
Neither of them was a talkative person, and at this moment, the atmosphere was a bit dead silent and embarrassing.
In good time, Gu Xichao left, saying that he had something to do.
Jiang Ruan was also happy to see this.
Suddenly the air is not so oppressive~
She happily went back to the bedroom.
Then, Jiang Ruan discovered something unexpectedly.
The divorce agreement she signed was thrown in the trash.
Torn to shreds.