After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

Song Xingli patted Shi Jin's outstretched hand away, then threw Luo Qing who was in his hand into Shi Jin's arms, turned and left without saying a word.

The ankle-length red dress draws a graceful and sassy arc in the air. The fiery red figure is more dazzling than the neon in the commercial street. The clear and steady sound of high heels echoes in the street, attracting many people. people's attention.

He raised his hands and put on his beautiful top hat.

Anyone can be wronged, Song Xingli will never be wronged.

Chu Xingqi, who was hiding behind the door, watched his sister leave in a sassy way, thinking that the heartthrob sister didn't seem to give him a chance to make a move, and felt a little disappointed, and didn't ask for a contact information yet.

PARKING LOT--

"Star!"

Song Xingli heard the hurried footsteps following behind him, he put his hand on his car door, and looked sideways.

He saw that Shi Jin seemed to be chasing him, obviously he was not walking fast, why was he so tired after chasing him?

That's right, he slowed down his pace, thinking that Shi Jin could catch up with him easily, but who knew he was deliberately slow.

Sure enough, it will never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.

"Why didn't you answer my phone?" When Shi Jin walked up to Song Xingli, he looked down at Song Xingli who was so beautifully dressed in front of him, his eyes were as deep as ink: "Why are you dressed like this?"

After approaching, he smelled the perfume on Song Xingli's body. It was a very delicate smell. The first scent was strong, but after a long time, it was elegant and majestic, a very pleasant smell.

He had never smelled perfume on Song Xingli's body. Apart from the perfume, there was also a faint smell of alcohol, not strong, but with alcohol and a little sweetness.

"What are you calling me for?" Song Xingli leaned against the car door, sat back slightly, folded his arms and raised his eyes casually and asked.

Oh, I didn't know he was blocked.

Shi Jin's eyes fell on Song Xingli's long red dress, hearing his lover's indifferent tone, how could his Song Xingli be so indifferent, this is not quite right.

"I didn't see you when I went home."

"Oh~ you went home early today." Song Xingli laughed out loud, it seemed that Shi Jin was really a fool and didn't even realize that he and Luo Qing had broken up: "So call me if you can't see me?"

"I will call you if I don't see you." Shi Jin's tone was a little displeased, the feeling of being out of control made him very uncomfortable, as if something was about to get out of his control: "Didn't I tell you that Don't get close to Luo Qing, I don't like him."

"The house is empty, and waiting for someone who doesn't come home, isn't it boring?" Song Xingli heard Shi Jin's words that there was no silver 300 taels here again, and turned to hold the car door: "So I came out to play, what's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Shi Jin's waist being grabbed by Shi Jin, and his whole body was brought into his arms by Shi Jin.

"Xing Xing, what's the matter with you recently?"

Hearing Shi Jin's hoarse voice, he lowered his head and smiled: "Why, do you think I don't look good in clothes? Ah, I see, it must be because I didn't wear them for you at home, but for others Look, a lot of people looked at me just now."

As he spoke, he looked sideways at Shi Jin.

At this glance, the smile's affection is the most penetrating. The temptation of the red dress is like a coquettish wild rose blooming in the middle of the night, wild and lustful.

Shi Jin turned his palms hard, turned Song Xingli to face him, raised his hand to pinch Song Xingli's chin, and wiped off the lipstick on his lips with his other hand with his sleeve.

"If you want me to accompany you, then you can tell me and I will accompany you."

Just don't look for Luo Qing.

Song Xingli heard Shi Jin's tone of absolute command again, maybe he would listen to it before, do you think he will listen now?Also, he doesn't need company.

The pain of applying the lipstick made him frown, physiological tears overflowed from the end of his eyes, he dodged Shi Jin's hand uncomfortable:

"……lighter."

The voice is soft and waxy with an indescribable squeamishness, coupled with the women's clothing, Shi Jin's hands are slightly startled, his Adam's apple rolls darkly in his eyes, and he looks down at the person in his arms, the lipstick has been wiped off by himself, and the original The color of her lips was crimson, probably because Song Xingli's eye sockets were a little moist due to the force, and she looked at herself with a little grievance in her beautiful eyes.

His throat felt tight.

"Then you are obedient, and I will take it easy."

Song Xingli sneered when he heard the change in Shi Jin's voice, and pulled his lips to get into the car.

"Wherever you go from now on, you are not allowed to answer the phone, tell me where you are, and you are not allowed to drive while drinking." Shi Jin held Song Xingli's hand that opened the door, held his hand in his own and walked towards his car. Go: "Go home."

Song Xingli was dragged away by Shi Jin, stood up and accidentally twisted his ankle, either sprained his ankle, or lost his footing all of a sudden.

When Shi Jin saw the situation, he bent down and picked him up horizontally, and walked towards his car without saying anything.

The street lights in the parking lot were dim, and accompanied by the cold moonlight, Song Xingli raised his eyes to look at Shi Jin's side face. His impeccable facial features made him unable to say no to it, except for his appearance, he had to deny it.

"Where is Luo Qing? Do you ignore him?"

"What did you ask him to do?" Shi Jin said in a tone of indifference, walked to his car and unlocked it, unlocked the co-pilot and bent down to put Song Xingli in, and put on his seat belt by the way.

The chest and the arm are close together, and the distance between the two is only one lip when the seat belt is fastened. The smell of perfume is mixed with the smell of sweet alcohol, and there is a subtle chemical reaction.

"He came to see me this afternoon."

With a 'click' of the seat belt, Shi Jin's hand paused for a second: "Where can I find you?"

"At home." Song Xingli said with a smile, "Guess what he said to me?"

When he said this, he clearly caught Ni Duan on Shi Jin's face. This is a rigorous man, and it is Shi Jin's characteristic to be flawless, but he knew it the moment Ni Duan appeared.If he didn't care, how could Shi Jin show such an expression.

Shi Jin called him, telling him to let go of Luo Qing instead of asking Luo Qing to let go of him.

It seems like it's been like this ever since.

"Don't listen to anything he says." Shi Jin stood up without turning his face, and just when he was about to close the car door, he heard Song Xingli say.

"He said he liked you and asked me to give you back to him."

The car door was closed impolitely.

Song Xingli lowered his head and laughed, the broken sobs at the end of the laughter were swallowed by the sound of the car door.

So why bother to pretend, who are you lying to?

It was silent all the way, and there was no music on, so quiet that there was only the sound of the wind rubbing against the car.

"Xingxing, I have turned down my work for next week. I have already asked VV to book the air tickets to Greece and Turkey and the itinerary. Let's go out and have fun. You haven't gone out to play in the past six months since you came back, so work will be put on hold for now. Come down, okay?"

Song Xingli put his hand on the car window, propped his head and closed his eyes: "Well, good."

When Shi Jin heard Song Xingli's agreement, he seemed to be relieved, and the hands that clenched the steering wheel were also relaxed a little. He can, and he will find a way to explain clearly.

"Do you want me to invite Luo Qing to come with you?"

Shi Jin frowned, why did he always ask Qing Luo.

"I know he likes you so much." Song Xingli opened his eyes, looked at Shi Jin slightly sideways, as if he was very interested: "I'm just curious, what happened to you during the time I was abroad?"

Shi Jin clenched the steering wheel tightly.

The neon lights passing by the car window fell on Shi Jin's face, and the light and shadow blended in darkness on his face, the indifferent indifference between his brows was swallowed by the night and replaced by dark emotions.

"I can have nothing with him."

Song Xingli seldom heard of Shi Jin's mood swings like this, he didn't want to hear about it anymore, as long as he had evidence, he would retreat with dignity.

The hand that supported his face slightly brushed his lips, and he smelled the scent of perfume left on his fingertips, which was the smell of freedom.

"Oh, I see."

Like it or hate it, it has nothing to do with him.

Shi Jin owed him this trip, and he would settle the debt when he came back.

Waiting for the gap between the traffic lights, Shi Jin glanced sideways at Song Xingli who was on the co-pilot, the neon shadow cast outside the window outlined his delicate face, today's outfit surprised him a bit.

Such a well-behaved lover, why would he suddenly wear women's clothes to the bar?

Luo Qing...

Rumo's pupils became deeper and deeper, and ripples appeared in the bottom of the calm eyes, and the hands holding the steering wheel tightened even more.He knew that the more Song Xingli got in touch with Luo Qing, the easier it would be for him to be exposed, and he didn't want Song Xingli to know Luo Qing's disgusting things.

"Shi Jin, do you know what kind of person Luo Qing is?"

Song Xingli's words broke the silence at this moment.

Luo Qing's arrogant and reckless appearance appeared in Shi Jin's mind, approaching, showing weakness, and putting on airs were all provocative.

But he knows that Luo Qing is not such a person in front of Song Xingli. She cries when she says she wants to cry, laughs when she talks about laughing, and can act like a baby. Looking at Luo Qing's appearance around Song Xingli, she is really a person who is good at disguising. She deserves it is an actor.

"You know, I don't like him."

As soon as the words fell, Song Xingli laughed out loud. This kind of laughter sounded gentle but felt uncomfortable.

Song Xingli looked at Shi Jin: "Do you think Luo Qing looks like me?"

The light was already green, but Shi Jin was dazzled by this question, and forgot to step on the accelerator, perhaps because the car behind stopped for too long and honked its horn unbearably.

Song Xingli hooked his lips clearly, and turned his eyes away from Shi Jin's body, and looked out of the car window, the corners of his lips and eyes that were originally raised were instantly smoothed away by indifference, crisp and clear.

It's full of flaws.

"There is no comparison between you." Shi Jin stepped on the accelerator and said in a calm tone, "You don't need to compare with him."

Song Xingli smiled disapprovingly: "Ah Jin, do you still remember the first time we met?"

"Ah."

"On my birthday, you appeared in my garden, swinging on my swing, and I picked up the cake and wiped it on your face to attract your attention. At that time, did you think I was a bad child?"

The gentle voice sounded in the car, which made people fall into deep memories.

It was a midsummer afternoon, the sun was dazzling and hot, and the swing under the rose vine was a shaded place, and it was also the only quiet place in the Song family villa before the birthday party started.

It was here that Song Xingli met Shi Jin.

He saw Shi Jin in a small suit sitting on his swing, with no expression on his face, serious like a little adult, but curiously looking at the roses on the vine.

It was this contrast that made him attracted by Shi Jin, he walked behind Shi Jin with the cake that his mother gave him first, and wiped the cake on Shi Jin's face while Shi Jin was not paying attention, as expected He was stunned when he saw Shi Jin.

——You, are you so bad?

This was the first sentence Shi Jin said to him. After he succeeded, he smiled happily. Shi Jin's expression made him feel extremely happy, even happier than receiving all kinds of expensive gifts that day.

From this day on, there are more times in his life.

Some people often say that love is absurd and unreasonable, so after he understands what love is, he is sure that Shi Jin is the one he wants to get.

When he was eight years old, he silently regarded Shi Jin's appearance as the most precious gift in his heart.

For the whole 20 years, his eyes have been fixed on Shi Jin without shifting his gaze. This is the man he regards as his life on top of his heart, so he invested his youth and affection, willingly changed his temper for Shi Jin, smoothed himself Sharp edges and corners, and finally even gave up the most beloved career.

Before everything was flawed, he always felt that such a long life was precious, because marriage was like this.

Not really.

He accepts waiting, but not cheating.

When Shi Jin heard Song Xingli talk about his childhood, he also remembered the first time they met: "I didn't reflect it at the time."

But Song Xingli's smiling eyes made him forgive such behavior.

"Your appearance on my birthday makes me happier than all the presents I have received." Song Xingli looked down at the ring on his ring finger, and smiled involuntarily as he said it. It was from the heart, and his eyes gradually turned red , the more it touches the heart, the more heartbreaking: "I regard you as the most precious gift, and gave it to me at the age of eight. It has been 20 years. Shijin, 20 years."

How many 20 years are there in life, and he and the person he loves have gone through 20 years, and how many people can go through 20 years.

If he didn't know, maybe he didn't know how to live like this, but he just knew.

Then these 20 years have been dyed with other colors.

"This precious gift is the best gift in my life, Shi Jin, thank you for giving me such a good gift."

The car drove into the villa area, and finally stopped in front of his garage, but did not drive in.

Shi Jin held the steering wheel and did not turn off the engine, he turned his eyes sideways, and happened to meet Song Xingli's wet but affectionate eyes, and his indescribable grievances.

During this period of time, he already felt that Song Xingli's emotions were not right.

Ever since I met Song Xingli, except for the first time I quarreled with him, I followed him obediently at other times, looking at him with light in his eyes, as if I was Song Xingli's belief, such a strong feeling of being watched made me feel He realized that he was special to Song Xingli.

So he accepted Song Xingli's approach, did not reject Song Xingli's straightforwardness, and enjoyed Song Xingli's coquettish willfulness, which became an irresistible habit over time.

They didn't fall in love, and he proposed directly after graduating from college, and everything fell into place.

If it wasn't for Luo Qing's uncontrollable accident.

Then he will love Song Xingli without any scruples.

"Ah Jin, I also want to give you a gift." Seeing that the car had stopped, Song Xingli unbuckled his seat belt and approached Shi Jin. He almost leaned against Shi Jin, only seeing Shi Jin.

The elegant scent of perfume on her body is intertwined with the affectionate eyes, no one can resist such a temptation.

Not to mention that the lover is so beautiful in women's clothing.

It is his own beauty.

"Why do you want to give me a gift all of a sudden?" Shi Jin thought, maybe he really needs to spend more time with Song Xingli, this time taking Song Xingli out to play may make his lover feel better and stop thinking about it.

As for those who spread rumors, he will unceremoniously find them out to see what kind of ulterior motives they have.

"For your 30th birthday, I want to give you a meaningful gift, so that you will think of me when you think of this gift in the future." Song Xingli put a kiss on Shi Jin's lips: "OK?"

Shi Jin gave him the most precious gift 20 years ago, and he will give Shi Jin an unforgettable gift 20 years later.

Shi Jin tasted the salty taste on his lips, met Song Xingli's moist eyes, raised his hand to caress the end of his eyes: "Then why are you crying, what's wrong with you tonight?"

As he spoke, he hugged the person onto his lap and coaxed him.

"Because someone bullied me." Song Xingli leaned on Shi Jin's shoulder, said aggrievedly with red eyes, his eyes fell out of the car window, his and Shi Jin's wedding room was very close at hand: "Say, do I want to bully me back?"

Shi Jin couldn't hear Song Xingli's aggrieved tone, so he raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck: "Whoever bullies you, bully you back, you are my Shijin person, you can do whatever you want, don't be afraid."

"Can I do anything?"

Shi Jin thought of what Song Xingli said before, but he thought again, no, Song Xingli would never leave him no matter what, because Song Xingli loved him very much.

"Well, you can do anything."

Song Xingli looked up at Shi Jin with a smile: "Then I will obey you, I am not afraid."

This is the courage Shi Jin gave him.

Seeing that tears were still hanging on Song Xingli's slender eyelashes, Shi Jin gently kissed him on the eyes: "Don't be afraid, I will always be here."

Parked the car and walked home together.

Press the light switch button, and the huge house is brightly lit in an instant.

Song Xingli stood at the entrance, looking sideways at Shi Jin who took off his coat beside him, the tall and straight figure used to be a reassuring presence for him.

Now he is not afraid anymore, all the heart-piercing has taught him that people have to live for themselves, and it is too tiring to live for others.

He can do it alone.