Chuanshu: I want to get divorced every day

The original text did not describe many of the two when they were children, and the focus was on the triangular relationship between Song Wang, Ye Linghan, and Lin Fengmian, so Song Wang had no way of knowing how these two people knew each other and fell in love Knowing that Song Wang obviously still loves Ye Linghan to death, how can he turn around and go to the finale with Lin Fengmian without any psychological burden.

But now this kind of ending is impossible. Song Wang can't fight Ye Linghan to death, and he can't be affectionate with Lin Fengmian. If it wasn't for the restraint of the system, he would have divorced and broken the contract long ago. Fly away.

The thoughts went a little far, and the computer beeped twice before Song Wang came back to his senses. It turned out that the squad leader knocked on him privately, asking him if he would bring his family to attend, if he would participate in the night show, if he needed to arrange accommodation, etc. question.

Song Wang thought about it, and their nightclub didn't even like him very much, let alone accompany him to the class reunion.As for the last two questions, he is a person with a "family" after all, so the possibility of participating in the night show is unlikely, and according to Ye Linghan's habit of finding him to play games on time every day, he probably won't either. stay late.

Song Wang typed back the squad leader's message: no take, no participation, no need.trouble.

The squad leader seemed to be unfamiliar with Song Wang, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his indifferent reply, so he replied with an "OK" emoji, and then said: You're welcome.

The final time is the day after New Year's Day, which is January [-]nd. After all, many people already have families, and even more exaggeratedly, they have already conceived human cubs. They want to leave the important days of New Year's Eve and New Year's Day for family.

The next day is the 31st, the last day of the year.The decorations of Christmas elements in the streets and alleys have not been cleaned up yet, and the preparations for New Year's Day have begun again.The new year is coming, everyone has been busy for a year, and finally ushered in the long-lost holiday, waiting for the final countdown, guarding the most important people and wanting to celebrate the new year together.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, and Ye Linghan hadn't come back yet, he probably got caught up in the annual meeting or something, or went back to his parents' house for a happy gathering.The message bar on the phone was empty, Ye Linghan didn't say anything, and Song Wang was happy not to worry about it.

However, he lacked interest in doing anything, probably because he was lazy again. Song Wang lay on the bed early, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He turned over and looked out the window at the darkness.

Still can't sleep.

Song Wang rarely lost sleep, but he didn't make it difficult for himself, turned over and turned on the lamp.

The dim light filled the corner of the room, and Song Wang sat on the bed in a daze for a while.I don't want to sleep much, but I can't find anything to do.

What did he do during New Year's Eve?I can’t remember things when I was younger, but when I was a little older, I remembered that the orphanage held a party every year at this time, where everyone could eat snacks that they couldn’t usually eat and play some games.Song Wang has to help the old dean take care of the younger children, and also has to perform.

If it is bigger, it will be a person.Song Wang couldn't remember what he did on the night of New Year's Eve, he probably did everything.

Song Wang turned over and ran barefoot to the living room and turned on all the lights in the room, as well as a street light on the balcony and the steps outside the door.

Then I turned on the TV, and it was playing a party from a certain local station, and the singing and dancing were very lively.Song Wang dug out two cans of beer and a pack of melon seeds, planning to stay up all night today.

Occasionally one day, not as an example, the problem of staying overnight on New Year's Eve should not be a big problem.

He opened the beer can and took a small sip, his facial features were so bitter that they became tangled up.This unknown brand of wine was too bitter, so bitter that he no longer wanted to take a second sip.

The host and guests on the TV show started to count down the countdown together. Song Wang knocked off a pile of melon seed skins, which piled up in front of him like a hill. People counting down together: "Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!!"

……

Song Wang smiled and felt that he was a little naive, lowered his raised arms, and put the beer in his hand on the table.

The party came to an end, and there was no point in watching it any longer. Song Wang simply turned off the TV, and the room fell silent.He put the garbage he made into the trash can bit by bit, and wiped the table clean.

There was the sound of "click click" turning the key at the door, and Song Wang trotted to the entrance to check the situation, holding a rag in one hand and a drink of beer in the other.

The door opened, and it was Ye Linghan.

President Ye Da pulled out the key from the door with frost and alcohol smelling all over his body, and threw it on the cabinet in the entrance. He staggered two steps in and saw someone stop at the entrance.

Song Wang could smell the overwhelming alcohol smell on his body from a long distance away, so he quickly put down the rag and beer in his hand, and took two steps forward to help him.

Song Wang also admired it, Ye Linghan was already like this, his back was still tense, he couldn't even stand firmly, and he refused to bend even a little bit when he was on the verge of falling.

Why is this child so burdened with being an idol? Song Wang couldn't laugh or cry, if he fell asleep early as usual today, would Ye Linghan want to go upstairs in misery alone?

Ye Linghan saw the person coming, heaved a sigh of relief, pushed away Song Wang's hand that was reaching out to help him, and said in a rough voice, "No, I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy."

"Oh." Song Wang heard the words, withdrew his hand, turned and left with a rag and a beer can.

Ye Linghan frowned again, bent slightly, leaned on the wall and moved to the edge of the sofa, reached out and tore off the tie.

There was a dinner party at home today, and he had to go back. The family members wanted to drink him a few more drinks whether intentionally or not. In front of his father, Ye Linghan was unwilling to back down even half a step. The trick was carried down, and I was a little dizzy from drinking again and again.

Not drunk, just dizzy.

Hold on to come back.From a distance, I saw a warm orange light coming from the windows of the villa. This was Song Wangliu's lamp.He prefers warm-toned light, and he always likes to adjust it to this light when using the lamp.

Ye Linghan was different.He prefers cold white light, which allows him to focus more.If the housekeeping aunt left him a light, it would be white.

For the first time, Ye Linghan felt that the warm light was more comfortable.The warm orange light of the street lamp at the door shrouded one side, and was shattered by the fine snow on the ground.

He should come back, Ye Linghan thought.

Ye Linghan lay on the sofa and barely opened his eyes to check the time, it was a quarter to one.

too late.

Ye Linghan thought to himself.

It was too late, he didn't really know, his consciousness was a little confused, he vaguely saw Song looking back and forth, holding a glass and a box of medicine in his hand...

Song Wang turned his head to find a sober medicine, and they fell asleep in the nightclub, but they still insisted on saying that they were not drunk.

Song Wang put the water cup and pills on the tea table.Looking at the big 180+ president who had fallen asleep, he looked at the anti-theft fence door on the second floor, gestured towards his 175 small body, and sighed.Helping him take off his coat, he went back to the room and hugged the blanket to cover Ye Linghan's body and put a pillow under his head.

Shrugging their shoulders, they put their hands hanging out of the sofa back into the blanket: "Happy New Year. I can't carry you on my back, let's make a living for the night."

Anyway, the sofa in the nightclub is big enough.Song Wang went back to the room without any psychological burden and locked the door.

Ye Linghan struggled to open his eyes when he heard the sound of the room being locked, his eyes were full of thoughts, and he couldn't say anything.

He's really not drunk.

It's just that the ghost was obsessed and didn't want to open his eyes just now, wanting to see what Song Wang would do while he was unconscious.If it was a disguise a few days ago, then Song Wang should have taken off the disguise when he was unconscious.

Then the noble nightclub harvested a brand new blanket and the first sentence of "Happy New Year" in the new year.

Song Wang never thought that Ye Linghan would have these endless thoughts and temptations, and he was not very sleepy at first, but he slept as soon as he touched the bed, and he had no dreams all night, which was very sweet.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the date of the party that the squad leader and the others had set. Don't tell me, Song Wang was still a little nervous.After getting 0395's reassurance that they would introduce the names and identities of those old classmates to him one by one for off-site assistance, Song Wangcai slightly let go of his uneasiness.

Song Wang wanted to mention this to Ye Linghan on New Year's Day, but Ye Linghan seemed to be extraordinarily busy that day, and Song Wang didn't catch anyone else.It doesn't seem right not to say hello, but it doesn't seem appropriate to make a special call to the nightclub where they "do everything" because of this matter.

After all, they can be considered a marriage contract relationship, and they can be considered a labor relationship. No matter what, Ye Linghan can't interfere with his freedom of life.

So when Song Wang woke up early the next morning and ran out of space again, he searched through boxes and cabinets to find a post-it note and left a message for Ye Linghan: Dear Nightclub, I'm going to the class reunion and I'll be back later.

Song Wangliu.

In the end, he drew an ugly smiling face and patted the post-it on the security door on the second floor of Ye Linghan.

According to Ye Linghan's habit, he would go upstairs and change into his home clothes as soon as he came back, so he should be able to see his note soon.

And they always go out early and return late at night, maybe when he comes back, Song Wang will have already returned home.

Song Wang took a taxi and arrived at the location given by the squad leader. When he got out of the car, he saw a petite girl standing downstairs in the hotel waiting for someone.

For some reason, Song Wang saw that she was somewhat familiar, and just about to go up to say hello and ask, someone hooked her shoulder from behind: "Hey! Song Wang! Okay, you boy, I haven't contacted you for so long. Have you forgotten your buddy?"

Song Wang turned his face to look, it was a dark-skinned young man wearing a peaked cap, who looked very familiar with the original owner.

"He Zhengyang, the original owner's high school deskmate, has a carefree personality. I don't know him well, and we haven't contacted them for a long time. Don't worry, the original owner doesn't know them very well." 0395 reported the name in time, and Song Wang hurriedly laughed and said, " How can it be, this is not just graduating and busy looking for a job. I am so devastated that I can only catch my breath after New Year's Day."

Song Wang opened his mouth and made up.