Say I love you when you are divorced

Back in the studio, Jiang Nanxing made himself a cup of coffee and prepared to stay up late to catch up on the design draft.

She is a jewelry designer.

The master used to praise her for her talent, but she devoted herself to Rong Shi.

In order to marry him, she gave up the opportunity to study abroad.

That opportunity was extremely rare, because of her refusal, the master cut off the master-student relationship with her in a rage.

After three years of marriage, she was fully supported by her time, so she didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

Now that they're getting divorced, she has to pick up her lost profession again.

In the face of livelihood, sadness or something is really not worth mentioning.

Well, she has to support herself.

If a man doesn't love you, even if you cry your eyes out, he won't feel sorry for you.

So self-pity is useless, girls must know how to love themselves.

If others don't love you, then you love yourself.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Jiang Nanxing began to concentrate on drawing the manuscript.

As I was painting, my eyes suddenly went dark.

power cut! !

Jiang Nanxing's nerves tensed instantly.

She was the only one in the huge studio.

Fear of the dark filled her heart, and cold sweat crept up her back.

She froze in the seat motionless, looking around the dark surroundings vigilantly, various terrifying images involuntarily emerged in her mind.

His hands fumbled instinctively across the table, trying to find his phone.

She desperately wanted to turn on the flashlight in her phone to find a glimmer of light for herself.

The light at this moment is equal to the sense of security.

But after touching and touching, she couldn't see her mobile phone.

The darkness around her magnified the fear in her heart infinitely.

The darkness is like a huge net, there is something terrible hiding behind the net, it is uncertain when it will break through the net and devour her...

slap.

"what!"

Just when her nerves were tense to the extreme, she suddenly heard a broken sound, which made her scream out of fright, and instinctively hid under the desk with her head in her hands.

Tap, tap, tap...

Immediately afterwards, footsteps sounded, faintly visible, as if floating from a distance.

Jiang Nanxing's face was as white as paper, and his whole body froze, like a zither string stretched to the extreme, which was in danger of breaking at any moment.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of Rong Shi.

If only he was there.

With him around, she wouldn't be so afraid, let alone those unnecessary things...

Tapping.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Jiang Nanxing didn't know if the sound of footsteps was real or just her hallucination, she was already afraid that she couldn't tell the difference.

She shivered and shrank under the table, covering her ears tightly, trying to block out all sound.

But the more she wanted to ignore it, the more clearly the footsteps penetrated into her ears like a spell.

Step by step, from far to near...

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her arm.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

She screamed, closed her eyes and waved her hands desperately in horror.

Refuse to approach anyone or anything.

"It's me! It's me!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, full of distress and concern.

Jiang Nanxing was startled.

this sound...

It seems time!

In the next second, a strong force pulled her out from under the table, and then her trembling body was taken into a warm and generous embrace.

A uniquely masculine scent, deadly familiar, filled her nostrils with the air.

Jiang Nanxing's heart trembled, and his nose felt sore.

It's him!

It's really him! !

"Don't be afraid, Xingbao, don't be afraid, it's me." Rong Shi hugged the lovely and pitiful little woman tightly, coaxing her tenderly.

"Rong... Rongshi?" She couldn't believe it, and looked up at him in the dark.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming!" He caressed her back, thinking that the usually delicate little girl was scared to go under the table, and his heart ached.

The fear dissipated, and Jiang Nanxing's heart was full of sadness and bitterness.

My dependence on him is too deep!

When I was afraid or in danger, the first person I thought of was him!

How can I get rid of him! !

and many more……

"You...what did you call me?" She looked at his blurred outline, her blank eyes like an elk lost in the forest.

"Xingbao." His voice was unprecedentedly gentle, refreshing like a spring breeze.

"..." Her heart trembled, and there was a throbbing that shouldn't have happened.

Hearing his "Star Treasure", she felt as if she had passed away.

The sourness in my heart overflowed.

It's not that he never called her "Xingbao", but that was a long, long time ago.

They were both young at that time, he and Si Chun hadn't fallen in love yet, and she and Gu Jingyi hadn't been messed with.

At that time, he and her were childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, and they were recognized as golden boys and jade girls.

It's a pity that with the passage of time, the beauty of the past no longer exists...

Unbearable to look back on the past, Jiang Nanxing quickly pulled back his wandering thoughts.

"How did you come in?" She frowned and raised her eyes to ask him.

She clearly remembered that she locked the door.

"The window." Rong Shi said concisely, and kissed her wet eyes distressedly.

"You..." She was startled.

So the snap just now wasn't her auditory hallucination, but the sound of his broken window?

"You're afraid of ghosts," he said.

Because he knew she was afraid of the dark, so after knocking on the door and no one answered, he had no choice but to break in through the window in desperation.

Jiang Nanxing realized something and reached out to touch his arm.

When I touched the left elbow, it was sticky, and I could smell a faint smell of blood.

"Your hand is bleeding!" she exclaimed, and her heart tightened instantly.

"It's okay." He shook his head nonchalantly.

She was furious and stomped her feet, "You still say you're fine after bleeding so much!"

"As long as you're fine, I'm fine."

Jiang Nanxing, "..."

Heart twitched violently.

Sore and sore and uncomfortable.

After deciding to completely separate from him, she couldn't hear him say such things.

His gentleness will make her heart that died so hard show signs of revival.

"Star Treasure──"

"You should call me Nan Xing." She withdrew from his arms and coldly interrupted.

She warned herself not to forget the pain when the scar was healed, and not to let herself make the same mistakes again because of coveting his occasional whim of tenderness.

Rong Shi frowned slightly.

Feeling that she sealed his heart again, he had no choice but to change the subject, "Where is the electric box?"

"there."

"Sit still."

He exhorted, turned and walked towards the electric box.

Soon, he repaired the tripped circuit.

The studio is back to light.

Back in front of her, he looked deeply into her red eyes and asked, "Are you really willing to divorce me?"

With a deep and hoarse voice, the man tried his best to suppress the complicated and tangled emotions.

Jiang Nanxing turned his head to look elsewhere, speechless.

"Look at me!" He pinched her chin domineeringly, forcing her to raise her small face and look at him.

She had nowhere to hide, and her eyes turned even redder.

"Nan Xing, are you really willing to divorce me?"