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

As night fell, the black car blended into the busy traffic, low-key and inconspicuous.

The interior of the car was so quiet that only the shallow breathing of the sleeping person on the co-pilot could be heard. In the dark night, such a peaceful sound was like a soothing potion, which gradually calmed down the impetuous and jealous mood of the driver.

There was a red light ahead, and the car slowed to a stop.

Shi Jin glanced sideways, and the sleeping person on the co-pilot showed the most peaceful and well-behaved sleeping face, and fell asleep with his seat belt head resting on it, and fell asleep next to him defenselessly.

Somewhat absent.

Is this kind of defenseless appearance that he can also show to other people besides him?

The deep and deep eyes reflect this slightly drunken appearance, thinking of Song Xingli's avoidance and indifference towards himself during this period, there is no possibility of showing his softness, it is his indifference that does not get a response to anything he does, even the last milk cereal No more.

All they have left is physical communication.

Especially the appearance of this Min An, he knew that Song Xingli went to Min An almost every day, he didn't dare to think about what to do, he was naturally jealous, but what kind of identity would he use to stop Song Xingli.

He originally thought that staying silently by Song Xingli's side would make Song Xingli look at him again, but he found that it didn't seem to be possible.

Ever since the layer of mutual camouflage between them was completely pierced, he could never go back to the past. He no longer knew what kind of favor Song Xingli would accept, nor did he know what kind of surprise or gift Song Xingli wanted. of.

VV said that Song Xingli likes romance, so he slowly learns romance, but it seems that it is not enough.

It's because he hasn't done enough so Song Xingli can't see him.

He didn't want Song Xing to see him alone, he wanted Song Xing to see only him, and he wanted Song Xing to see the whole world as him.

He stretched out his right hand to hold Song Xingli's hand hanging by his side, yearning for this kind of temperature, deeply engraved Song Xingli's defenseless appearance in the bottom of his eyes, and the eye sockets were warm.

"Xing Xing, does it mean that no matter what I do, you will never give me a chance?"

The 99-second countdown to the red light was over, and when the green light came on, Jin let go of Song Xingli's hand, looked out the front window of the car and continued driving.

The moment Shi Jin let go of his hand, the sleeping person on the co-pilot slowly tightened the hand that was held just now, as if he was retaining the gradually dissipating temperature.

At night, the autumn wind is slightly cool.

After returning to the community and parking the car, Shi Jin got out of the car and went around to the door of the co-pilot. When he found that he was a little cold, he took off his coat and covered Song Xingli, then carefully carried him out of the co-pilot and walked towards the elevator.

Just as he walked into the elevator and pressed the floor button, Song Xingli in his arms suddenly hugged his neck.

"Shi Jin, I'm not drunk."

The elevator door closed slowly, and the two silhouettes were reflected on the door, so intimate that no one saw it.

Shi Jin was stunned by Song Xingli's action, and lowered his head to meet Song Xingli's eyes. The slightly drunken expression made Song Xingli a little lazy, but his eyes seemed clear for a moment, not at all drunk.

But that's just what it looks like.

"Well, you're not drunk." Shi Jin knew that Song Xingli was drunk, and he had seen this appearance several times.

When the elevator reached the floor, Jin hugged Song Xingli and went home steadily.

"Just now I lied to them that I was drunk, because I wanted to go home." Song Xingli buried his head in Shi Jin's shoulder and neck, and then hiccupped: "You came just in time, I kind of want to praise you."

As Song Xingli spoke, his eyelids began to sink again, and his ending sound weakened.

Close your eyes and feel drowsy.

That's why he likes to drink, because he sleeps very well after drinking.

Shi Jin unlocked the door with his fingerprint and entered the room, closed the door with his elbow, carried Song Xingli to the living room and put him on the sofa. , Let Song Xingli lie down obediently before squatting in front of Song Xingli to help him take off his shoes.

It was a long skirt that dragged the floor. When Shi Jin opened it, he found that this guy was not wearing high heels, but a pair of casual shoes.

The hand holding the ankle paused for a few seconds.

After a while, he bowed his head and laughed.

"Song Xingli, you are just trying to annoy me, aren't you?" The tone sounded extremely helpless but doting.

"I am liked by many people, Shi Jin, do you think you are still competitive?" Song Xingli opened his heavy eyelids again when he heard Shi Jin's voice, he was so stubborn that he couldn't sleep, turned over and wanted to sit up: "I could have a lot of options belch—"

"..."

If it wasn't for this hiccup, the momentum and anger would be in place.

"Then tell me which one of them do you like?" Shi Jin took off his shoes, stood up and went to the balcony to wash his hands: "You all know what kind of person Qi Wenzhan is, do you still like him? Or do you like someone younger than your age?" The little Chu Xingqi, or Min An who just met and didn't know much about."

Song Xingli's head was pillowed on the sofa, and when he saw Shijin walking to the balcony, his head couldn't help but look over.

The light on the balcony was orange, and through the glass door, his eyes fell on Shi Jin's slightly bent back. Today, Shi Jin put on a suit again, and the silver gray suits Shi Jin's temperament best. The tailor-made suit outlines a tall and slender figure. The figure involuntarily fell on Shi Jin's waist.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, what a clothes hanger.

Why are you wearing a suit today? Are you going back to the company?Don't you plan to stay by his side anymore?

The sound of running water pierced into Song Xingli's eardrums very clearly, pattering, like scratching an itch, a little uncomfortable, but at a certain moment it stirred up waves, as if it stimulated his adrenaline and made him a little annoyed.

His slightly drunk head aggravated his turbulent thoughts, and his ungraspable emotions made him feel insecure and speculative.

Turn over and sit up and walk to the balcony.

The footsteps are a little light.

After washing his hands, Shi Jin was about to turn around and go back into the room. As soon as he turned around, he was surrounded by a pair of hands from behind. His arms passed behind him and surrounded him in the middle of the washbasin. His back was pressed against the temperature of his chest. Looking at the hands that circled themselves on the sink.

I saw both hands tightly grasping the edge of the sink, vowing not to let him go.

The cool and fruity perfume smell passed through the nostrils from behind, and it was so sweet that it plucked at the heartstrings and made the body numb.Under the rendering of orange light, this action and this smell are tainted with indescribable ambiguity and danger.

"Why should I tell you who I like, can I like anyone?"

Shi Jin heard Song Xingli's displeasure and a bit of unreasonable self-willedness in his tone, he smiled silently, and followed Song Xingli's wishes: "You can like anyone, anyway, you don't like me."

Song Xingli was at a loss for words, he didn't expect Shi Jin to say that, he felt as if his tail was being stepped on, it wasn't what he meant at all, and he withdrew his hand angrily.

Just when Shi Jin was about to withdraw his hand, he was grabbed by Shi Jin, and then he was forced to wrap his arms around Shi Jin's waist tightly, and even staggered when his nose hit Shi Jin's back, tears welled up in his soreness and almost fell down.

"Shi Jin!" Song Xingli was furious and wanted to pull back his hand, but Shi Jin was too strong and he couldn't pull it back no matter what.

"Xingxing, I will be sad."

Shi Jin's voice on the quiet balcony was exceptionally clear, and people could clearly capture the forbearance of An Hao in his tone.

Song Xingli's body froze. Hearing Shi Jin's tone, he couldn't help thinking of Shi Jin's phone call more than half a year ago, with the same tone, as sad as if he was about to cry.

In a sad voice, she was talking about missing him, thinking about him so much.

At that time, he was thinking why Shi Jin felt sad when he thought of him, and why his tone was so sour.

He still hasn't figured it out until now, he thought that Shi Jin was only sad because he really missed himself, as if he didn't ask, and Shi Jin never said anything.

Shi Jin really didn't tell him anything.

There is an insurmountable barrier between them because of each other's disguise, and this barrier is too difficult to break through.

"Are you sad? What is there to be sad about? Aren't you the most restrained and the most resistant? If you have the ability, don't say anything." Song Xingli gritted his teeth and continued to pull his hand away. The more tightened.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shi Jin suddenly turn around and pull him into the bed, facing Shi Jin in astonishment, now it's all over, Shi Jin's legs stuck his legs tightly, and he couldn't move.

The distance between the two is completely inseparable.

"I'm jealous that you are seen by so many people, I'm jealous that so many men are around you, I'm jealous that you talk and laugh with them, and I'm even more jealous that I don't have any part in these, at least they can be in the scope of your choice, but I don't."

Shi Jin put his hand on Song Xingli's shoulder and tightened it slightly, as if he was using his strength to soothe his emotions.

Under the orange light, Shi Jin's eyes were extraordinarily deep, dyed with tiny spots of light and surrounded by moisture, the jealousy and sadness in the bottom of the eyes were complicated and mixed, but the emotions of love were strong and entangled.

Song Xingli subconsciously avoided such sight, why did he speak as if Shi Jin was the victim alone, didn't he feel wronged?

"I'm really jealous, I'm so jealous..." Shi Jin repeated both sides, each sound getting heavier, he lowered his head slightly, and finally rested his forehead on Song Xingli's shoulder, as if he was relieved of the exhaustion of the day in Song Xing The most vulnerable side was revealed: "I still can't accept that we are divorced, I can't accept that you don't love me, I can't accept that only I love you, and I can't accept that all of this was destroyed by myself."

Song Xingli didn't move, just listening to what Shi Jin said in his ear, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Shi Jin, aren't you the best at these? Don't say jealousy, sad, miss, love me , this is what you are good at, why did you become bad at it after the divorce."

"Because you spoiled me, made me proud of being favored, made me blindly arrogant, made me think that you would never leave without saying anything." Shi Jin wrapped his arms around Song Xingli's shoulders and led him away. In my arms, I said in a muffled voice: "I thought you would always be my little darling, and I also thought that I would always be the mature and stable person you like, so I dare not collapse, how dare I collapse, what should I do if I collapse? what to do."

The trembling of the tail is obviously fragile.

Song Xingli's eyes flickered slightly. This was the first time Shi Jin showed his fragile side in front of him. This kind of fragility could only be seen in Shi Jin after the divorce. Before the divorce, he thought that Shi Jin was an iron wall and could not be shaken. .

They were still the same before Luo Qing caused trouble, but after the one who asked each other what type of person they like, everything started to go wrong.

By mistake, Song Xingli thought that Song Xingli was a good boy, and that Shi Jin was mature and steady, and tried hard to maintain his image in order to become the ideal type of the other party.

But it is clear that what they like is no matter which side of each other, they think that they like each other, there is no standard, they are the ones who set the standard for each other.

So now such standards should have been lost long ago, they are who they are, and they should not be set by force.

Haven't you done enough during this period of time?

Actually enough.

It's just that he felt that there was something missing that made him dare not approach Shi Jin any more.

"Xing Xing, do I have no chance in this life?" Shi Jin straightened up, leaning against the sink behind him so that he could look directly at Song Xingli: "Tell me if I don't have a chance, I'll leave."

Song Xingli was silent.

Shi Jin's pupils shrunk slightly, such silence seemed to destroy the self-confidence he had finally built up, and the hand supporting Song Xingli's arm slowly dropped.

He twitched the corner of his lips bitterly: "...Okay, I see."

Turn around and walk into the house to prepare to leave.

In the next second, the wrist was grasped by a slightly cool hand, the bottom of the originally dull eyes lit up instantly, and Shi Jin turned his head abruptly.

"I didn't say anything, what do you know?" Song Xingli grabbed Shi Jin's hand: "I didn't say you can leave."

The anxious tone revealed Song Xingli's uneasiness about leaving when he saw Shijin.

And the implication is 'I didn't say I won't give you a chance'.

Shi Jin turned sideways and looked at Song Xingli with burning eyes, how long he waited for this sentence and finally got the permission to get closer: "Xing Xing, so can I continue to love you openly?"

"……Oh."

Song Xingli let go of his hands, turned his face away unnaturally and walked back into the house. He was almost tripped by the floor-length skirt, but he couldn't hide the redness of his ears.

When Shi Jin heard this "oh", he could no longer restrain his emotions, walked quickly behind Song Xingli and hugged him again, and then said in Song Xingli's ear again and again:

"Baby, I'm so happy."

"Baby, I can finally continue to love you openly and aboveboard."

"Baby, we can..."

Song Xingli became hot from being 'attacked' by Shi Jin's sugar-coated shells. He was teased by Shi Jin even after drinking. In order to control himself, he glared at Shi Jin angrily.

"Shijin, can you control your joy a little bit? I know you're happy but you—"

"So we can remarry tomorrow?"

"……Pooh."

Shi Jin was not angry, and looked at Song Xingli's eyes full of doting and love, showing it unreservedly: "That's a good scolding, I know I was wrong."

Song Xingli: "..."

Suddenly, I doubted whether the decision of this step was correct.

The author has something to say: Song Xingli: I suddenly feel a little sloppy

Shi Jin: Don’t be hasty, I’m ready for the bride price

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