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

The car drove steadily towards the villa area, and the car was so quiet that there was only the sound of the wheels.

When there was a gap between the traffic lights, Shi Jin looked up at the rearview mirror, and found that Song Xingli was already asleep with his head propped against the window, and raised his hand to lower the temperature of the air conditioner.

Slow down the speed and drive home slowly, not wanting to wake up Song Xingli.

...I also want time to pass slowly and let him see Song Xingli again.

At least it won't be so hard at night.

The TV station was only 10 minutes away from the villa area, and it was 10 minutes away. He looked at the gate of the villa area which was close at hand. He never wanted to go in, but today he did.

Because driving the car in is not going home, it's leaving.

The hand holding the steering wheel gradually tightened, and he raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror. Song Xingli was in a deep sleep. It seemed that he could fall asleep so defenselessly anywhere. He got into the car defenselessly just now. What if he was a bad guy? ?

He laughed silently at himself.

In fact, he is the worst one. He never speaks when he opens his mouth.

When the security guard saw the familiar license plate number, he immediately let it pass, and then he was a little surprised when he found that the one on the driver's seat turned out to be Mr. Shi: "Mr. Shi, today you are driving—"

Shi Jin touched his lips with his index finger and shook his head to signal not to speak loudly: "My lover is asleep."

The security guard had a face full of dog food, and then laughed softly: "It seemed like you two used to be like this. Mr. Xiao went to the company to wait for you to get off work together, and said he would pick you up, but when you came back, you became the driver and Mr. Xiao slept by himself. gone."

"Well, it used to be like this." Shi Jin nodded at the security guard and smiled, "I'll go in first, you've worked hard."

The young security guard in the security booth poked his head out and couldn't help sighing: "Hey, Daqiang, you said that Shi always waited for Mr. Xiao for so many years without any regrets. You are really infatuated. It was really hard to wait until Mr. Xiao returned home. Mr. Shi always smiles when he comes back from work every day. Mr. Shi loves his husband so much, and he has never seen these two quarrel and disagree. They always look so good. Sure enough, a man who can act like a baby is lucky, Mr. Xiao can act like a baby."

The security guard Daqiang watched the car slowly drive in: "Yes, Shi Zong is infatuated. I have been a security guard here for ten years. The first time I saw Zong Zong was a young man. He came to stare at the wedding room all day long. , and even many of them are done by himself, but he never told Mr. Xiao that at this time, he is always of the silent giving type, and the pain is deep in his bones."

"Mr. Xiao was also very busy before, right?"

The security guard Daqiang nodded: "I'm very busy. I have been working abroad for the past seven years, and most of them didn't come back. They all flew over by Shi Zong."

"Seven years is a long time."

"Otherwise people say that if they can get over the seven-year itch, they'll be fine, and if they can't, they'll be disbanded."

The garage door opened slowly, and Shi Jin was about to drive the car in.

"Well……"

Shi Jin slowly let go of the gas pedal, looked back at Song Xingli, and found that this guy muttered, changed his position and continued to sleep, with no intention of waking up at all.

It was already dark, and the dim lights were on in the car. The lights outlined Song Xingli's fair and delicate face, and he was so attached that he couldn't bear to look away.

Time seems never to be willing to leave marks on Song Xingli's face, and everyone is not willing to hurt such a beautiful person, obviously he is not willing, but why did he still hurt.

It also made Song Xingli cry again and again.

Gently opened the car door and walked to the back seat, the automatic door of the back seat opened silently, he carefully bent down to carry Song Xingli into the room.

In the next second, Song Xingli hugged his neck, buried his head in his neck and rubbed it coquettishly, the numbness swept across, and the nice smell of perfume wafted over the tip of his nose, both this action and the smell melted his heart.

"...Ah Jin, are you back?"

Shi Jin's body froze, and within a second of this unconscious murmur, his eyes turned red instantly.

Feel the heart ache torn apart.

Because he was gone, he lost Song Xingli's dependence, Song Xingli's love, and Song Xingli's.

It's because he thinks he's smart and self-righteous, and he deserves the pain now.

Suppressing the uncomfortable emotions, fearing that the confusion that would affect his breathing would wake up the person in his arms, he gently hugged Song Xingli into his arms and walked back to their former home.

I have lived in the home for seven years without turning on the lights and closing my eyes to walk, but many things have changed, both familiar and strange. The familiar thing is that there is the smell of Song Xingli, but the strange thing is that he is no longer here.

He carried Song Xingli upstairs and back to his room, gently put him on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

Then he went to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe Song Xingli's face.

The movements are skillful and natural, as if they have been done countless times.

After finishing everything, he poured a glass of warm water and put it on the bedside table, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping Song Xingli. The sleeping Song Xingli was really obedient. The obedience that reveals it makes people want to protect the obedience.

Because of the innocent and romantic nature, pure and transparent.

This kind of obedience will always make him ignore this guy's original temper, and make him feel that this guy needs protection all the time, so he is used to resisting everything on himself, thinking that it's fine if he doesn't say anything.

It was his fault, but what should he say.

Song Xingli cried all night on the wedding day, partly because the two of them finally got married, and partly because of Luo Qing, Song Xingli had been brooding about not getting Luo Qing's blessing for many years.

One is because of the car accident in the past, he thought Song Xingli would be very scared, and he suppressed all the news because he didn't want to let Song Xingli suffer.The second is because of Luo Qing, Song Xingli knows how much he takes care of Luo Qing, he really treats Luo Qing as his own brother, especially after Luo Qing's father died, Song Xingli, who didn't know anything, took care of him in every possible way.

What's more, when Luo Qing said that he wanted to enter the entertainment circle, he asked him to find the best entertainment company and agent, and opened a small account to post to Luo Qing's Weibo every night to list, but Song Xingli didn't know that Luo Qing had already Crazy, only revenge is left in my heart.

Luo Qing's mental illness is a genetic disease, inherited from Luo Qing's mother who passed away very early, and the car accident was the fuse.

But how dare he break Song Xingli's sincerity? He didn't dare to think that if he told Song Xingli that Luo Qing could no longer control his emotions and would do extreme things, and even more want to hurt you, Song Xingli might I won't believe it, and I might be angry if he is jealous or narrow-minded.

"I'm narrow-minded, I'm jealous that you are too kind to Luo Qing, and I don't want to let you know how uncomfortable it is." I pulled the corners of my lips in a self-deprecating manner, twirled the corner of the quilt for Song Xingli, and watched Song Xingli without averting his gaze. Soft, but there is an inseparable complexity deep in the bottom of the eyes.

He bent down slowly.

The distance between the two is so close that even their gentle breathing can feel intertwined, but they just dare not get closer.

Song Xingli's quiet and well-behaved sleeping face was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, he wanted to give Song Xingli a goodnight kiss before going to bed like in the past.

"Baby, good night."

The door of the room was slowly closed without waking up the sleeping person on the bed, as if it had never appeared before, taking away my nostalgia and leaving nothing behind.

A few minutes later, the door was opened again, Shi Jin came back, took a glass of water in his hand and gently put it on the bedside table, then stood by the bed and looked at Song Xingli's sleeping face a few more times.

It was already late at night when we left.

The next day—

The warm sunlight poured into the room, covering the big bed. The sleeping position of the person on the bed was not good at all, sleeping crookedly. The white skin with the shirt slightly lifted was too dazzling, but it was not as dazzling as the scar on the waist.

Song Xingli woke up naturally after sleeping, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for two seconds, then stretched comfortably.

"Ah, Shu Tan."

After speaking, he sat up abruptly, his expression was a little dazed, huh?Why is he lying in bed?

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the glass of water on the bedside table, and was stunned for a few seconds.

Um? ? ?Did he put the clock in yesterday? ?Why did he have no memory at all, did he sleep like this? !

Subconsciously glanced at his clothes.

Nothing happened.

Annoyed, he scratched his hair, scolded himself a few words, then lifted the quilt and walked to the bathroom, and glanced at the clock on the wall, um, seven o'clock.

Chu Xingqi is reporting at nine o'clock, and there is still time.

After washing up and wearing a bathrobe, he walked out. At this moment, the phone rang. He looked around the bed and finally found his mobile phone on the bed. The caller ID was VV. He picked up the mobile phone and swipe to answer it. go.

Then put your phone on the cabinet.

"Morning Xingli!"

VV's sweet greeting came from the receiver, and he stood in front of the closet picking out clothes: "Well, good morning."

He took a mint green cotton mahjong casual top and apricot trousers, and then took off the bathrobe on his body.

"Brother Xingli, do you have any travel plans for your rest today?"

A slender and well-proportioned body was reflected in the mirror, which looked thinner when dressed and fleshy when undressed, and the thin layer of lines covering the milky white skin made the body extraordinarily beautiful.

Song Xingli slowly buttoned the two buttons of his jacket: "I'm going to Xinling Conservatory of Music to watch a kid's performance."

VV sensitively captured the affectionate title of a child, and brainstormed Xinling Conservatory of Music. This is a university, no, it's dangerous!

"Brother Xingli, is it the younger brother of your relative's family?"

Song Xingli laughed out loud when he heard VV's question like he caught something: "Why, did you come in to test it?"

VV on the other end of the phone: "...No, nothing! How could I, I'm looking at Mr. Xiao...No, no, brother Xingli!"

"What's the matter with the driver and bodyguard?" Song Xingli changed his clothes and walked to his perfume cabinet. He picked out a bottle of low-key and unassuming perfume and sprayed it on.

VV glanced at the driver 'Aye' in the driver's seat, she was always driving with trepidation, if it wasn't for chasing Mr. Xiao back, she might not be blessed in this life.

"Actually, he is a distant relative of mine. My uncle came here. I feel more at ease when an acquaintance comes to be your driver and bodyguard, brother Xingli. Besides, he is so tall and strong, so he must be very resistant. Don't worry, brother Xingli. This uncle is really good, with a reliable character, first-class driving skills, and first-class anti-fighting skills!"

Then she heard a half-smile voice from the receiver:

"It turns out that Shi Jin also has a niece, why didn't I know?"

VV: "..." Oh, it turned out to have been exposed a long time ago, and the corners of his lips twitched in embarrassment: "Well, Brother Xingli, I—"

"Come and pick me up, I have something to do later." Song Xingli stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Since Shi Jin wants to see him on a date, let's do it.

The author has something to say: Shi Jin: I am studying very hard, please believe me, I will definitely be able to bring back the stars!Will live up to expectations!Overcome all obstacles!Be fearless!

Everyone: ...Oh.

感谢在2020-08-2312:51:09~2020-08-2314:28:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Luo Qiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!