Before and After Divorce

"Mr. Xia, these are all items that have been drafted in the prenuptial agreement. Mr. Su asked me to show them to you. If there is no problem, you can sign them."

The quartz watch on Secretary Lu's wrist pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was another meeting to be presided over at 03:30. He was short on time, but he didn't show any urging expression. His forte was understanding.

Xia Tingwan fiddled with the pen in his hand for a while, then threw the pen aside. Like a cat at a loss, he turned his eyes to the rose garden outside the French window after a while, lowered his head and bit his nails, but he never Go open the thick stack of documents in front of you.

He turned his head sideways, only showing the left side of his face.

The afternoon sun shone on his fine white skin, plating the fine hairs on his face with light gold.

Even from a male point of view, Xia Tingwan's beauty is often breathtaking.

Su Yan wrote many love letters when he pursued Xia Tingwan five years ago, and then one song was dug up by the media for some reason, and people talked about it for a long time, saying "You are a juicy and sweet branch "Peach" was all over the headlines

The strengths of the rich and powerful are often not in writing love poems, so it is not surprising to write down-to-earth love stories.

The crowd roared and teased, they just thought it was lively and fun, but they laughed at Su Yan, but no one laughed at Xia Tingwan.

Perhaps from the perspective at that time, Xia Tingwan's beauty was unquestionable, worthy of any praise, and also able to withstand all the smoke.

But that is a thing of the past.

"Isn't he coming?"

Xia Tingwan finally spoke. He turned his face to look at Secretary Lu. There was a hideous scar on his right cheek, which ran straight down from his forehead, pierced through that handsome eyebrow, and went straight to the corner of his eye.

"You know that sir is very busy."

"Then I don't need to read it." Xia Tingwan lowered his head, turned the document to the last page, and signed his name in a hasty way: "Anyway, he left the house without leaving the house, so he knew it a long time ago."

After finishing speaking, he fixed his eyes on the clear jade ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and did not look away for a long time.

Su Yan is much older than him, and his style is also old-fashioned.

Five years ago, when Su Yan held his hand and put on the emerald ring for him, he said: "You are fair, and you always feel a little bad wearing anything else, but this emerald suits you best. Emeralds last for three years, and emeralds support people for a lifetime. Ting Ting, this ring should be worn for a lifetime."

He was less than twenty at the time, and had no concept of a lifetime, but he felt awkward after hearing it, and he didn't feel relieved.

He didn't want to get married in the first place, so it doesn't matter what he wears.

It's just that I didn't expect that it was only five years, only five years.

"Mr. Xia, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Secretary Lu stood up and put the documents in his briefcase, "Mr. Su said that he won't be back these days, you can pack it up slowly, and then ask the driver to take you off." What's more, the media will definitely have a lot to ask, what Mr. Su means is—it's better to say less."

Seeing that Xia Tingwan ignored him, Secretary Lu didn't care, she bowed slightly, and was about to turn around to leave when she suddenly heard Xia Tingwan speak.

"You said he was busy, what was he busy with?"

Xia Tingwan raised his head, he didn't seem to have heard what Secretary Lu said just now, and he answered softly: "I haven't seen him for a long time."

Secretary Lu looked at Xia Tingwan, the boy's light brown eyes were misty with an animal-like innocence.

Secretary Lu felt his stomach tighten for a moment.

They are divorced.

This is not a simple word, it is a separation from the physical to the psychological, and from now on, it has become a stranger.

Xia Tingwan only knew that they were divorced, but she didn't really understand the meaning of it.

This made Secretary Lu feel a little sad.

……

Xia Tingwan stood under the shower, the water flowed down his body in a hurry, like a rushing caress.

He looked up, looking out at the night through the huge skylight above the bathroom.

The light pollution in the metropolis is getting worse day by day. Su Yan once told him that in the entire city of H and the surrounding areas, the stars can only be seen from this Fragrant Hill.

Xia Tingwan thought of Su Yan's expression when he spoke, which was indifferent.

He has always hated Su Yan like that, who puts on an annoying posture like a son of a rich man, as if he can own even the starry sky with just a stretch of his hand.

Perhaps it was because he was always willing to put himself in the position of being forced, so he and Xingkong became sympathetic to each other—Su Yan forced him to marry, force him to have sex, force him... In fact, he himself has nothing else to list Out.

But as soon as Su Yan had a dispute with him, he would immediately raise this Shang Fang sword, forcing Su Yan to retreat silently over and over again.

During the five years of short marriage, Xia Tingwan actually felt that she had the upper hand most of the time

But the one who had the upper hand did not win.

Before he could react, Su Yan let him go so suddenly, like throwing a stray cat out of the house.

Xia Tingwan turned off the shower, walked out naked, and stood in front of the mirror staring at his own face.

The person in the mirror was pale and haggard to the extent that he felt strange to himself. He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the scar on his right cheek. The rough touch made him shiver involuntarily.

Six months ago, he was driving a supercar drunk and speeding. He slammed into the bumper at the junction of 308 Avenue and Bima Road, and fell into a coma on the spot.

In addition to the fracture of the left forearm and multiple bruises on the body, the broken windshield left a 6.5 cm long scar on his right face. The doctor told him that the glass was only a short distance away from blinding him. The difference was less than one centimeter, and it was a blessing in misfortune that he only left this scar.

And the next day, the headline on the entertainment section of the United Daily News read "Actor Xia Ting got into a car accident while drinking and driving late, leaving a 6.5cm scar on his face and disfigurement".

For the entertainment industry, he is not only a disfigured star, but his reputation is in jeopardy due to drunk driving.

But for his career, in fact, he has long been less concerned about it. He is going through a very fragile period.

This incident cast a much greater shadow on him than he had imagined. Even now, he still resists riding in a car. He will tremble when he sees the reflection of the glass, his feet will go limp when he hears the sound of brakes, and his back will flow at the same speed. Cold sweat on the back.But compared to these, what scares him more from the bottom of his heart is——

He felt that Su Yan no longer loved him.

They had sex for the first time five months after the accident.

He originally wanted to hide his right face in the pillow, but perhaps because of his usual stubbornness, the more uneasy he felt, the more he refused to turn his head away, and wanted to show Su Yanming the ugliest look.

Su Yan looked at it without hesitation, he clearly remembered that Su Yan's eyes were very cold, he looked at it, and suddenly said: "It turns out that once there is a scar on the face, a person who is so good-looking will become an eyesore. , change your posture."

After finishing speaking, he turned him over, and then thrust in from behind abruptly.

Xia Tingwan thought about it, almost biting his lips to bleed.

He turned around and strode out of the bathroom, opened the bedside table in the master bedroom, and threw out all the letterheads and postcards that were stuffed inside, scattered all over the floor.

When taking out the postcard from the deepest part of the cabinet, Xia Tingwan inadvertently saw the words written on it.

At that moment, he suddenly felt powerless, and he knelt down on the floor slowly, slowly.

"I'll wait for you under the tree,

Summer is here, and so is the rain,

You are the juicy and sweet peach on the branch. "

What was written on it were three sentences neatly written with a pen.

Not anymore, he was not the sweetest thing in the world in that person's eyes anymore.

He was in a car accident, and after taking painkillers, he always felt pain like needles on his body, and he had nightmares every night.

But Su Yan doesn't love him anymore at this time, won't feel sorry for him anymore, won't let him go, won't freeze his movies frame by frame to make emoticons, won't be making love After holding his face and calling him the little prince.

Xia Tingwan buried his head between his knees and sobbed.

He never knew that when love passed away, it was so embarrassing.

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It is too difficult for me to write an introduction, and it is also difficult to summarize the attributes of Gongshou.

For example, Su Yan, although he has a restrained and deep executive style, but also likes to write earthy love stories, which is really troublesome.