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

The confrontation and sexiness seemed to be just illusions, Luo Qing came in and smiled as she watched, "You're chasing so closely, is it because you miss me, or the stars?"

As he spoke, he slightly let go of Song Xingli's arm.

"Did you let him drink?" Shi Jin quickly hugged Song Xingli into his arms without letting anyone fall.

Looking down at Song Xingli, who was limp in his arms and full of drunkenness, he frowned slightly.

Luo Qing turned around and walked towards the room: "I didn't make him drink it, but a heartless guy who forgot his debut made him drink it." He lowered his head and smiled as if thinking of something, then turned to look at Shi Jin: " I heard that you didn't go home on your wedding anniversary? Oh yes, you were with me that day, you were discovered by the stars when you were done."

Shi Jin didn't answer Luo Qing's words, seeing that Song Xingli was barefoot and picked him up horizontally, as if he wanted to leave.

Song Xingli, who had been drunk for a long time, put his arms around Shi Jin's neck, without opening his eyes, and buried his head in Shi Jin's neck:

"... Shi Jin, you are lying to me, I hate you."

Shi Jin squatted down.

Then he heard Luo Qing laughing inside, which made him irritable.

Luo Qing smiled and opened another bottle of red wine:

"Shi Jin, do you think it's useful to escape for Xing Xing? Do you think Xing Xing is really weak?" He poured the red wine into the goblet that Song Xingli drank just now, raised his head to drink up the red wine in the glass, and then looked at Shi Jin raised his glass.

Shi Jin paused, and replied indifferently without turning his head:

"Do you think it's useful to be horny? Your father was not killed by Xingxing, and Xingxing was also a victim. Didn't you see the multiple injuries he suffered at that time? He almost died. Do you want him to really die before you are satisfied? .”

With a bang, the door closed completely.

Luo Qing held up her glass and watched the door close, the mouth of the glass tipped slightly, as if clinking glasses with a nothingness.

Finally, he said softly, mocking himself:

"I just want to get into a dead end, I just won't let Song Xingli go, I have nothing..."

It was agreed that he would not return drunk, so he lied to him again.

Shi Jin put the drunk Song Xingli on the co-pilot. He thought that this guy would sleep peacefully, but he didn't expect that halfway through the drive, this guy started to make a fuss. He unbuckled his seat belt and wanted to get out of the car.

"...Open the door, I want to get out of the car!" Song Xingli muttered, unfastened his seat belt and pulled the car door, his body swaying: "Where is Luo Qing, I'm going to find him for a drink...I want to talk to him!"

Shi Jin held on to the steering wheel with one hand and had to hold onto this disobedient guy with the other. When the traffic lights turned on at the intersection, he finally had his hands free.

Calling Luo Qing's name all the way also made him very unhappy.

Holding Song Xingli's disobedient hands with one hand, his expression was cold: "Song Xingli, look at who I am."

The lights in the car were dim, and the smell of alcohol permeated Song Xingli's body. His fair cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his eyes were also blush. He looked at him with aggrieved eyes with the watery eyes of this guy. With a drooping mouth and a shrunken mouth, she was completely unable to be fierce.

"...Who are you? Why are you attacking me!" Song Xingli is actually a bit short-sighted, and his eyesight is not very good after drinking alcohol. He thought that the person in front of him was a bad person, so he squinted his eyes to get a better look, and then he seemed to see clearly , stretched out his fingers and tapped the tip of Shijin's nose, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Oh~ I seem to know you."

After finishing speaking, he felt as if he was quite good at recognizing someone, so he smiled triumphantly and rolled his eyes.

The tail is elongated, sexy and sweet.

He didn't know that such a move in a small space, under the effect of alcohol, had some indescribable allure.

The slender and fair fingers smell of red wine, the young man's voice is slightly drunk but soft, it is sweet and greasy that penetrates into the bone marrow, not to mention the hazy eyes that are full of water, as if they are full of love, and seem to be innocent. Evil that way.

Pure and lustful, it makes people soften.

Shi Jin met Song Xingli's beautiful and misty eyes, and looked down at Song Xingli's white shirt, which was a little wrinkled, and two buttons were unbuttoned at the neckline, and the beautiful collarbone was in front of him like a rose. Blooms in the dark.

Rich and fragrant, people want to get their hands on it.

Was it like this in front of Luo Qing just now?

"Then who am I?" Shi Jin's voice was low and hoarse.

Song Xingli approached Shi Jin, clasped his hands on Shi Jin's neck, put his lips next to Shi Jin's ear, as if whispering, unhurriedly:

"You are a liar."

Shi Jin's expression was a bit subtle, liar?him?

The sound of beep brought him back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the green light ahead. He told Song Xingli to sit down and started the car.

The black Maybach blends into the busy traffic together with the deep night.

After Song Xingli leaned back on the chair back, he obediently remained silent, his head was resting on the custom-made chair back neck pillow, his eyes were closed as if he was asleep.

After a while, a silver-gray suit jacket was covered in front of him.

The very faint smell of perfume lingers on the tip of the nose, intertwined with the smell of red wine. Even though the smell of wine is so strong, this smell rushes into the nose so clearly, colliding with reason.

The neon light outside the window skipped the car window, as if reflecting the bizarre world in the dark night on the window, outlining the sleeping person, when the shadow fell on the white and clean face, the wet traces at the corners of the eyes were swallowed by the shadow.

There was a wrinkle under the suit.

Grab hard.

The garage door opened with a beep, and the car slowly reversed into the garage.

After parking the car, Shi Jin got out of the car and walked to the side of the co-pilot, opened the door and carried out Song Xingli, who was sleeping soundly after drinking.

The person in his arms seemed to be light again, and it was easy to hold him, as if he had no weight.

"I told you not to drink, and I was disobedient."

This reproach did not carry a heavy tone, but the speaker had no intention and the listener intended.

"... Ah Jin."

Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli and walked home, then he heard a whisper in his arms: "En."

"Today is my debut."

After successfully unlocking the door with fingerprints, he pushed the door open and walked in. The moment the automatic light in the entrance came on, Shi Jin squatted when he heard this sentence.

"...you didn't come." Song Xingli put his arms around Shi Jin's neck, buried his dizzy head into his shoulders and neck, his voice trembled slightly: "...I was looking for you before the opening, and I was looking for you during the dance. I was looking for you, but I couldn't find you."

When Shi Jin heard Song Xingli's choked up voice, ripples appeared in his calm eyes, he changed his posture and held Song Xingli in his arms, as if he was holding a child face to face.

"Xingxing, don't dance anymore, okay? Don't leave my sight, let me see you all the time." The strength of holding Song Xingli tightened slightly, as if afraid of losing suddenly.

He almost lost once, and this time he can't make a mistake anyway, not at all.

"Have you forgotten?" Song Xingli looked up at Shi Jin, his red eyes reflected Shi Jin's still expressionless appearance.

Shi Jin didn't speak.

Silence has become the default instead.

"Are you that busy?" Song Xingli trembled slightly at the end, Shi Jin's silence became a sharp knife that tore through his carefulness, he would rather be more drunk, and slowly rest his head on Shi Jin's shoulder: "... ...so busy that she called me specifically to say that she would not go home for dinner."

Why did he wake up again, why is he still not drunk, why can't he be in more pain, completely numb his nerves so he won't continue thinking.

Shi Jin's expression suddenly became gloomy at an angle Song Xingli hadn't seen.

Call up?

When did he call Song Xingli?Suddenly remembered that Luo Qing was holding his mobile phone in the afternoon, and his expression became more and more ugly. Why did Luo Qing know the password of his mobile phone?

"Sorry, it's my fault, I will definitely remember next time."

Song Xingli felt his stomach start to burn. The burning made his stomach curl up and feel uncomfortable. The burning made his stomach feel nauseous. Lost and uncomfortable were mixed together, and his dizzy head became sober after being tortured by alcohol.

"Even Luo Qing remembers to watch my live broadcast, why do you always forget? Why do you never come to the previous tour, why..." He let go of Shijin's neck and made a gesture to come down.

But Shi Jin hugged him tightly.

"I remember." Shi Jin said, feeling Song Xingli's resistance to him but did not let go.

He couldn't let go, not at all.

"So I just forgot, right?" Song Xingli was in so much pain that he had no strength to push Shi Jin, but when he heard Shi Jin's tone, he was so annoyed that his anger surged up.

Alcohol paralyzes the nerves and stimulates courage, and he also feels that his voice is a little louder.

Obviously, he has always been Shi Jin's gentle and well-behaved partner, following the rules.But this kind of obedience has severely worn away his edges and corners, making him blind,

loss of judgment.

Shi Jin felt Song Xingli's displeasure, and was thinking of ways to coax him, but Song Xingli pushed him away before he had time.

Song Xingli didn't say a word to Shi Jin and broke free from Shi Jin's arms. When he landed, his legs softened due to the violent stomach churn, and he sat on the floor.

When Shi Jin saw Song Xingli fall down, he immediately squatted in front of him and wanted to hug him.

Snapped--

But the back of his hand was slapped away crisply.

Shi Jin was stunned.

Song Xingli stood up silently and walked to the kitchen.

Why don't you just say it outright, is it necessary for him to ask so hypocritically?Has it become like this between them?

Shi Jin saw Song Xingli walking to the kitchen and didn't know what he was going to do, but when he saw Song Xingli moved a chair and stood on it to open the cabinet, what caught his eyelids were several packets of flour, but when the flour was removed, he took out two bottles of wine There was a momentary subtlety in the expression.

Did this guy actually hide the wine behind the flour?

"Shi Jin, this is the wine I hid, you won't let me drink it." Song Xingli stood on a chair holding two bottles of wine and turned around to look at Shi Jin with red eyes: "But now I want to drink, let me drink it?" ?”

This question is like a last test.

Showing weakness is never because you dare not, but because you love too much, so you choose to be humble.

Shi Jin shook his head: "You can't drink it." Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Xingli picked up the wine vessel and deftly uncorked the wine, and poured it down without saying a word.

The neck raised under the light was slender and graceful, and the red wine overflowing from the lips stained the white neckline red.

"Song Xingli!"

This scolding was accompanied by the sound of glass shattering with a 'bang'.

Song Xingli raised the wine bottle and held it in mid-air. The moment he let go of his hand, the bottle fell to the ground. The sound of shattering echoed in the huge space. He felt deafening, as if the broken bottle was not the bottle but the heart. The flesh was ruthlessly pierced, and the blood was mottled.

Just across the bar, he felt that he was far away from Shi Jin.

When did this sense of distance become so strong, from the day he returned to China.

The closer we get to the times, the more alienated we become.

Because Shi Jin has already learned to lie.

Suddenly, I remembered the phone call Luo Qing made to him the day before the wedding. At that time, Luo Qing could only call him because she couldn't come back in time from abroad. Luo Qing said:

——Xing Xing, Shi Jin is not suitable for you. You have learned my personality for him, how to be gentle and how to be well-behaved, but he has never noticed that you are wronging yourself and cooperate with him.

——He is not suitable for you, so I will not bless you.

It made him think of what Luo Qing said just now:

——Stars, people sometimes pretend to cover up their greed.

He slowly sat down on the table behind him, lowered his head and touched the ring on his ring finger: "Shi Jin, do you think I've delayed you by coming back?"

"No." Shi Jin walked into the kitchen with a frown, looked at the shards of glass on the floor, and saw that Song Xingli was not wearing shoes in case he would get his feet, so he went to the counter and wanted to hug him: "If you are not happy, scold me, Don't hurt yourself."

Song Xingli turned sideways to avoid him, his face turned pale when his abdomen moved: "It's me that hurts, not you, don't worry."

Shi Jin raised his hand and was stunned for half a second. He noticed that Song Xingli's emotions seemed to be stronger than ever, and he thought that he must be angry because he didn't go to the first show.

So what are you going to use to coax this time?Ferrari seems to have no new cars lately.

"Next time I—"

"Time advances."

Shi Jin frowned when he heard Song Xingli calling his full name so unfamiliar.

Song Xingli endured the surging stomach pain, cold sweat began to overflow from his forehead, and his eyes began to turn black.

"There will be no next time, you know?" He clutched the clothes on his stomach trying to relieve the pain of the surprise attack: "Don't lie to me—"

In the end, the word "I" was not uttered, and the consciousness was completely engulfed by darkness.

The moment Shi Jin saw Song Xingli collapsed, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the emotions he had never shown disintegrated in an instant.

"Star!!!"