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

The next morning, he didn't wake up until he woke up naturally. He never recognized the bed and could sleep soundly anywhere. At most, he would subconsciously touch his side after waking up to get used to his movements.

I opened my eyes and raised my hand to press the switch at the head of the bed. I saw that the heavy curtains in the room were slowly being pulled open. After the curtains were opened, the sun was warmly pouring in. The temperature in early autumn was moderate, and the light in the morning was a bit lazy. 180 The high-degree circular floor-to-ceiling windows come into view.

The view outside the window is wide, and the distance between buildings of over [-] meters is almost an entire garden.

Sitting up slowly, the dark quilt slipped off her body, and her fair upper body was exposed to the sunlight like this, looking well-proportioned and beautiful.

He was sitting on the head of the bed in a daze, with a few curly hair sticking out on his forehead, obviously he hadn't woken up yet.There is even a feeling that I have not realized that I am already in my new home, and I am still a little dazed when I just wake up.After slowing down, he subconsciously reached out to touch the bedside table, and when his hand was empty, he looked sideways at the position of the bedside table.

No cups.

After two seconds of silence, he clenched his hands back tightly and pursed his dry lips.

"...The big deal is to put the water dispenser next to the bed in the future, who cares."

I lifted the quilt and got out of bed to take a shower. While brushing my teeth, I was bored with my mobile phone and brushed my scarf. Of course, there was nothing more than seeing the car accident and the program on it.

At this moment, he almost swallowed the toothpaste when he saw Shi Jin's mother's phone call, so he quickly turned off the electric toothbrush to rinse his mouth, and then connected the phone.

Before I could speak, I heard that anxious voice: "Baby, Mom heard that you and Ah Jin were in a car accident. How is the situation now? Did you get hurt? We only found out about you yesterday." The two had an accident, and no one told us, it really scared us. Your father and I returned to China, and as soon as we got off the plane, my mother came to see you. Are you in the hospital or at your home now?"

Song Xingli was in a bad mood, and he didn't even have time to wipe off the foam on his lips: "Mom, don't worry, we're fine, let's go home and rest as soon as we get off the plane."

It's over, then he doesn't have to go to the hospital to find Shi Jin now, if Shi Jin's parents didn't see him like this, he would definitely be cheating, and he hasn't even thought of how to tell his parents about divorcing Shi Jin.

To be on the safe side, install it.

"Then your dad and I will go over to find you after we're done. Is it really all right?"

"Mom, it's really okay."

"That's good, that's good, you scared me and your dad to death."

……

Song Xingli looked at the interface of the hung up phone, remained expressionless for a few seconds, opened the address book, scrolled to the bottom, found the person with the note 'Z in', released the blacklist, and dialed it.

Hospital--

The ward was very quiet, only the sound of pages turning and the brushing of pens being heard.

"Mr. Shi, I'll take someone to talk about the Dongcheng project. You should rest." Ling Feng stood aside and looked at Shi Jin with a particularly ugly expression. He also knew that he had been suffering from insomnia recently, but this The two days were extremely serious, and the back was injured so I couldn't lie down at all, I could only sit. The lack of rest was so severe that I had severe headaches and loss of appetite.

Shi Jin signed the last document, handed it to Ling Feng, put down his pen, took off his glasses, lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.

The light outside the window outlines the handsome outline. The sharp-edged facial features seem to be much thinner and the lines become clearer. The deep eyebrows and the connecting mountain roots seem to be smudged with a layer of shadow under the condition of poor condition. The traces of fatigue are very obvious. Obviously, it looks more and more serious.

"Go and deal with it, it's been hard work." Shi Jin's voice was a little hoarse, and it could be heard that he was very tired.

Ling Feng was worried when he saw that his boss seemed to be suffering: "Do you need a doctor to see if the wound is inflamed?"

"It's okay, you can go back and do your work first."

"Mr. Shi, how about I hire someone—"

"I want to be quiet, you go back." Shi Jin propped his hands on his thighs, frowning as if he was relieving his discomfort, he looked down at the ground and said softly, "You don't need to hire anyone, I'm fine."

Ling Feng didn't dare to say any more, he was afraid that he would get bored, so he could only take the document and leave after talking, thinking that it would be more reassuring to tell the nurse to look at it later.

He didn't want to tell his parents who were far away abroad when he was injured, Mr. Xiao didn't come to the hospital, he carried everything by himself, and he couldn't help sighing.

After closing the door of the ward, he turned around and was about to leave, but Song Xingli, who was walking up to him, heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that the two must have had an awkward relationship, or else his boss had been running behind Mr. Xiao recently, causing a car accident The two also separated, but fortunately they came.

"Sir, you are finally here."

Seeing Ling Feng, Song Xingli was stunned for two seconds: "Oh? Why are you here?" He frowned and looked at the door of the ward. Doing work after all this?

What a workaholic, I'm dying.

"Mr. Shi didn't bring the tablet with him, so I can only come here once. There are a few documents that need his signature."

Seeing Ling Feng being so serious, Song Xingli suddenly felt that VV was better, at least VV would know how to make Shi Jin relax properly and not work so tensely: "Ling Feng, learn more from your sister how to properly adjust and relax the work of a serious boss. Rhythm."

After speaking, he opened the door and entered the ward.

Ling Feng looked at the closed ward door: "..." So, he was overtaken by VV?

When Song Xingli went in, he happened to see Shi Jin with his back turned to him, leaning against the wall as if he was about to walk back to the bed, his complexion was very bad and he seemed to be working hard, his condition seemed to be worse than the previous two days, and his brows were furrowed.

"Ling Feng, I didn't mean—" Shi Jin slowly turned his head when he heard the movement behind him, he thought it was Ling Feng coming back to chatter, but when he saw Song Xingli, his calm eyes instantly became bright: "Stars? "

"Since you're injured, don't run around." Song Xingli walked up to Shi Jin and held his arm: "Do you want to lie down on the bed?"

This action is so natural that both of them are stunned for a moment.

But also tacitly did not expose.

Song Xingli helped Shi Jin to sit on the edge of the bed: "Mom called me this morning and said that they came back after knowing about the car accident and would come to see us later."

"My mother?" Shi Jin asked, and after sitting down, his gaze fell on Song Xingli's hand with a few light marks, and he reached out to hold his hand and put it in front of him, frowning: "Why didn't it be dealt with, there are marks left."

Song Xingli withdrew his hand: "It's just a trivial matter, let's make a fuss."

"I've always made a fuss about you."

Song Xingli's expression was indifferent, and he was indifferent to Shi Jin's words. He sat on the bedside and said, "Don't tell my parents about the divorce. I haven't figured out what to say. It will be like usual in a while—"

Before he finished speaking, Shi Jin hugged him into his arms, his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

"Then hold it like this first, we were so clinging before, parents wouldn't know it after seeing it." Shi Jin rested his head on Song Xingli's shoulder, familiar with the temperature and smell gradually eased his anxious mood, and frowned His brows also slowly unfolded.

The anxiety of not being able to fall asleep peacefully was also caused by Song Xingli's drowsiness, and he really wanted to just hug Song Xingli to sleep.

Really Want.

The eyelids gradually became heavy.

Fell asleep.

Song Xingli: "?" With difficulty, he turned his head and glanced at Shi Jin who was lying on his shoulder. Are you asleep? ? ? ?

Really sleep fake sleep?

It seemed that Shi Jin's warm breath could be felt from a short distance away. He looked at Shi Jin's slightly blue eyelids, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, he was haggard and tired.

Did you not sleep well these two days because of your back injury?

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to touch Shi Jin's eyes, and then saw that Shi Jin's brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was very uncomfortable.

"Shi Jin." He called softly.

"...don't make trouble."

"..." Looking down at Shi Jin who was resting on his shoulder with expressionless eyes, he seriously suspected that this man did it on purpose, so he pushed Shi Jin's head mercilessly.

Just when Shi Jin fell onto the bed and pulled him back with quick eyesight and quick hands, he suddenly remembered that Shi Jin had a back injury, and he would definitely get hurt again if he pushed down like this.

But with such a pull, how could he hold Shi Jin, and he fell on the bed uncontrollably.

Ever since, the end of what I did was to be crushed by Shi Jin, unable to move.

"..." Why bother.

He put his hands wide open on both sides of the bed, and saw Shi Jin lying on his chest, sound asleep, and even snored a little, turned his face away and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Hey Shijin, did you do it on purpose?" He poked Shijin's eyebrows with his finger, the volume was not loud, and it was impossible to wake up a sleeping person.

Just staring at Shi Jin like this, it seems that it is really not an act, are you so tired?

Carefully holding Shi Jin's shoulders, wanting to bend Shi Jin's body into a side-lying position, but also afraid of touching the wound on Shi Jin's back, he really doesn't move, and he doesn't move.

Fei was sweating a lot before he adjusted Shi Jin's posture for him to sleep.

In the end, just when he thought that Shi Jin was really asleep, when he was about to turn over and get out of bed, his wrist was suddenly pulled, and he was caught off guard by someone hugging him from behind.

The broad chest attached to the back was warm and warm, the arms holding him were strong and strong, and the head resting on the hollow of the shoulder rubbed against the cheek, causing a bit of numbness.

"Don't go, sleep with me for a while, just for a while." Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli tightly in his arms. In fact, he fell asleep just now, but he reacted reflexively when he felt the temperature around him disappear. Very sleepy, I can't even open my eyelids and I want to keep people behind.

The voice next to the ear was low and hoarse, unusual in tone, a bit like a nasal hoarseness brought on by a cold, and the breath on the side of the neck was also a bit hot.

Song Xingli could feel the temperature of Shi Jin's cheek when he rubbed against his neck. Is this a fever?

He turned his head and was about to take a look at Shi Jin, his lips inadvertently brushed Shi Jin's cheek, his eyes flickered slightly, and there was a subtle reaction on his expression for a few seconds.

Now that they don't have the most intimate proof, this kind of intimacy seems ambiguous, and it also causes ripples in their hearts.

Obviously not long after the divorce, I felt that even such a move would be dazed.

Only then did I realize that love and marriage are really the most intimate proofs. Without these proofs, all intimacy is ambiguous, and the name is not justified.

Just like him and Shi Jin in the past, such a dishonorable reputation will make people worry about gains and losses, and it will also plant future troubles for the subsequent marriage.

The party who pays more will think why the other party doesn't think like himself, and the party who is used to being given will feel uncomfortable because the other party leaves suddenly.

In the end it was like the fuse that set off the bomb and ended with the end of the marriage.

Because of the unequal, to be precise, each other feels that they have paid unequally, plus they have never communicated well, so it is naturally difficult to continue.

Sure enough, the authorities were obsessed, and after becoming a bystander, they knew exactly what they were doing.

"Xingxing, you kissed me."

Listening to Shi Jin's voice behind him, Song Xingli looked quietly at the white wall not far away: "...are you pretending to be asleep?"

When Shi Jin closed his eyes, he naturally felt the soft touch on his cheeks. Although he knew that Song Xingli was careless, he cherished such close contact, even if it was an excuse, he wanted to hug Song Xingli again.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep since the divorce, and he's really not used to it.

To him, Song Xingli is no longer as simple as a lover. It may be more accurate that it is oxygen, an existence that does not need to be emphasized. He is used to it, but it can only become a habit after being integrated into flesh and blood.

"No, I really fell asleep just now, and I felt at ease when I smelled you." Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli in his arms, as if holding him in this sleeping position would make him more comfortable, and the back injury wouldn't hurt so much .

"You deliberately."

"Well, I did it on purpose." Shi Jin replied softly, and his lover felt sleepy: "I'll just hug you and sleep for a while, okay? Just for a while."

Song Xingli trembled in the back and tilted his head. It was all because Shi Jin was too close, and the familiar distance evoked his body memory: "If you want to sleep, you can sleep by yourself. I have nothing to do with you now. Friends have nothing to do with you." No, what you do is playing hooligans."

"Well, I'm a gangster, I'm a gangster." Shi Jin pressed his lips to Song Xingli's ear, his sleepy voice was blurred and sexy: "You can push me away, but if my wounds open, it's your fault, You have to stay and take care of me, because you are a murderer."

Song Xingli: "... let go." How could he not know that Shi Jin could still say such words.

"Xing Xing, you are so fierce, you were not like this before."

"Before I pretended, I was very fierce."

"No matter what kind of you you are, I like you. If you are fierce, I like it even more."

Song Xingli: "..." Did Shi Jin sign up for work?Eloquence Club?

"Xing Xing, just half an hour, okay, I'm a little tired."

Shi Jin's voice was very tired, so tired that he couldn't really hear the tone of the joke, the tone was light and slow, and the tiredness rushed over his face as if he felt the same.

Song Xingli did not expect that Shi Jin, who always showed his strength to others, would say such weak words. He thought that Shi Jin was also an impregnable wall, and this workaholic body was equipped with a permanent motor. He thought that the drive would never be exhausted. , but he didn't expect that Shi Jin would also say tired.

So are you busy recently?

Or is it because you are tired from running with him?

Still feel that you can't sleep well without him by your side?

Thinking of this, he immediately vetoed it, there is nothing to think about, and now he and Shi Jin have nothing to think about, at most they only have memories, they are really not suitable.

Thinking about it, he yawned. Although he slept well last night, he seemed a little sleepy because of Shi Jin.

The chest that was pressed against her was warm, and she subconsciously got closer, and fell asleep in a daze.

"Oh, I knew these two guys were stuck together everywhere, look, just say that you don't need to come to the hospital to see that both of them can be fine, and now even in the hospital they have to sleep on the same bed, but to see them looks like Bulb."

"It's really eye-catching. I took a picture of it and showed it to the rich ladies at afternoon tea tomorrow. The one with such good looks is my son, so I can show it off again."

"..."

The nagging voices in his ear gradually became clearer from far to near, Song Xingli frowned, feeling an unpleasant feeling of having his dreams broken, and buried his face, he still wanted to sleep.

Just when he felt that he was rubbing his chest muscles, he suddenly realized that what he was rubbing was Shi Jin's!

Opening his eyes suddenly, he bumped into Shi Jin's smiling eyes.

"..."

"Xingxing Ajin, are you awake?"

Song Xingli immediately jumped up from Shi Jin's arms, and when he sat up, he found Shi Jin's mother sitting beside the bed. She was wearing a beautiful cheongsam, her hair was elegant and delicate, with light makeup, smiling. It was extraordinarily bright, as if happy with who they were in the same bed in the hospital.

"...Mom?" He shouted in embarrassment, "Why don't you wake us up."

After speaking, he stared at Shijin.

Shi Jin actually woke up very early, and didn't move after waking up, just looked at Song Xingli who was sleeping in his arms, selfishly wanted to watch a few more times but didn't want to wake him up, his mother came in Didn't move either.

Anyway, parents have long been accustomed to it, and they are no strangers to it.

That's why Song Xingli sometimes blush when he hears it.

It's like staring at him fiercely as if the roots of his ears are red now.

"Ajin, where is the injury?"

"Back."

"is it serious?"

"It's not serious." Shi Jin smiled and opened his eyes, talking nonsense.

Song Xing raised his hand expressionlessly and patted Shi Jin.

Shi Jin kept the smile on his face, if he looked seriously, the curve of his lips was stiff, and he buried his hands in the pillow and clenched his hands to hold back.

Shi Jin's mother breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her two sons had nothing to do, and she was still muttering: "Ah Jin, how many days are you going to be in the hospital? Can you go home? Just let the doctor come to the house. It just so happens that the two of you also have a relationship It's time to go home, let's go home for ten days and half a month, Mom and Dad will miss you." After speaking, he called to arrange medical staff.

Song Xingli's eyes widened: "!"

Come back home?

That doesn't work!

Will dress up!

"Okay mom, I'll take Xingxing home right away." Shi Jin put his arms around Song Xingli's shoulders and brought him into his arms.

No matter what, he will re-learn how to chase people with his heart, and the gaze and love that Song Xingli put on him before will return to Song Xingli twice now.

This is what Song Xingli deserves.

Even if the love is unequal, it must be similar.

Song Xingli glanced at Shijin faintly, so it was such a plan, okay, then watch it.

作者有话要说：来迟了！感谢在2020-08-3121:34:13~2020-09-0121:35:05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 the irrigation nutrient solution: dare to ask which 10 bottles in the world;

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