【Langlang Nails】Two days before the divorce

——Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, look at the trending searches!

A Wechat message popped up at the top of the screen to remind you that it was from Gong Jun.

Gong Jun seldom speaks in such a startled manner, Zhang Zhehan was taken aback by his tone, and hurriedly put aside the conversation with his manager and opened Weibo in a hurry.

Weibo was still on the welcome screen, and the person made a video call directly.

Gong Jun's vision was shaky, and only the man's bright and big eyes could be seen in the dark background.He was obviously in the car rushing for the schedule, looking terribly anxious about Zhang Zhehan's matter.

"Why..." Zhang Zhehan glanced at the person in the video, and started a hot search on Weibo in a panic.

The sixth most popular search item is the bright one - Zhang Zhehan's wife.

"Huh?" Zhang Zhehan was dumbfounded, his fingers hung on the screen, wondering if he should drop it, "What's going on?"

"There's a big problem." Gong Jun blinked his eyes on the video side, frowned with thick brows, looking pitiful, "Old Zhang, we can't wrap our heads around..."

Zhang Zhehan clicked on that trending search.

"Well, the paper can't keep the fire, and finally everyone knows that you are my wife?" Zhang Zhehan understood what was going on in that trending search. He was very angry and funny, and wished he could immediately crawl from the phone along the network cable Go out and beat Gong Jun, "Gong Jun, are you bored?"

"Hahahahaha..." Gong Jun quickly restrained the worries he had pretended before, and laughed until the video interface was blurred on the other end of the phone. He said that I was really shocked at the beginning. be yourself.

"Otherwise, otherwise it's you." Zhang Zhehan yelled at him angrily, "This is a nickname, and little girls are happy to call it that, what can I do."

"It can't be anyone else but me, right?" Gong Jun was still laughing. Zhang Zhehan didn't know why he was so happy every day. But they all shouted, what's the matter.

Gong Jun's voice was so loud that Zhang Zhehan's agent Yu Jie could hear it.When Zhang Zhehan hung up the phone, Sister Yu turned around from the front seat and patted him with a smile: "You listen to what Gong Jun said, and you let him call his wife too."

"Call me a ghost wife." Zhang Zhehan looked helplessly at Sister Yu who was joining in the fun, "I'm almost leaving."

He leaned back into the soft seat and exhaled. Feeling that the heating and air conditioning in the car was a bit stuffy, he raised his hand and pushed down the window to breathe.

In the magic city where the lights are just coming on, the dim street lamps pass by in the winter evening wind one by one, illuminating the busy traffic passing by around him. He looks up at the towering steel forest aimlessly, and sees the gorgeous neon lights in the ultramarine blue sky. A large piece of orange fire was poured into the night sky.

"It's okay to leave, you see how annoying Gong Jun is, and being with him really delays my work." Zhang Zhehan murmured.

"Hey..." Sister Yu asked after a pause, "When do you two make an appointment to leave?"

"December 3."

"March 2021, 3? My good guy, everyone chooses this date to get married, 14, and you two choose this date to get divorced."

"Ah, don't tell me I didn't think of this at all." Zhang Zhehan smiled lightly, and he said that the demolition funds for my old house in Jiangxi had just been put aside for two days.

"You two are really two little money fans." Sister Yu sighed, "It's a pity, actually, I think you and Gong Jun are quite suitable..."

"Stop it, sister, are you charging my mother?" Zhang Zhehan sat up and gestured to his sister to pause, trying to quickly use the music on the car player to change the topic, "Stop playing this song from me , I’m tired of hearing my own voice, so cut a song quickly.”

Sister Yu casually clicked on Jay Chou, who Zhang Zhehan loved to listen to, and continued to babble: "I don't have it, I feel a pity from the bottom of my heart, you two will leave in March, there are not many days left..."

Coincidentally, that song happened to be "You Can Hear It" by Jay Chou.

Zhang Zhehan had nothing to say about this coincidence, why did Sister Yu just play the song he sang to Gong Jun.

He wanted to say hurry up and cut it for me again, but the prelude to the music slowly flowed in the car, and was swept away by the evening wind passing by outside the window, and his thoughts could not help but be brought back to the scorching summer day in the southwest.

——That was the first time he went home with Gong Jun.

On a summer night in Chengdu at the end of August, he let the man drag him through the abandoned residential area, climbed the long stone steps, and visited the secret base of the man's childhood.

In the torrential rain, he and he hid under the eaves of the old house, talking about childhood, adolescence, a tape recorder with a cassette inserted, and an MP3 with buttons.

Zhang Zhehan sang Jay Chou one after another for Gong Jun.

I finished singing "Qilixiang" with a smile, but I couldn't watch the man finish singing "You Can Hear".

On the player, he heard the current Jay Chou singing a song he didn't dare to finish from the university.

It reminded him of the eyes of Gong Jun listening to him singing quietly on that rainy night.

For a moment, I couldn't bear to interrupt again.

"En." Zhang Zhehan closed his eyes, and then responded to sister Yu's words.

The daily decreasing number has long been familiar to him, so he just said it plainly - "There are still 52 days."