I'm finally divorced

"Zhou Zhou, are you busy recently?"

When Mother Xie sent a WeChat message to Song Qingzhou, he was busy putting flowers and plants on the windowsill to bask in the sun. The aloe he planted when he first came here has now grown many small ones, so lush that the original small flowerpot has been filled. No more.

He was thinking about whether to buy a few small flower pots and pull out these small plants and plant them in them.

Song Qingzhou replied to Xie's mother first.

"Not very busy recently."

"Let's go home for a meal on the weekend and call Xie Xun."

Song Qingzhou replied with the word 'good'.

Although he didn't know if he could call Xie Xun.

He clicked on the chat box with Xie Xun and sent a message.

[Song Qingzhou: Mom asked us to go home for dinner on weekends. ]

At this time, Mother Xie sent another voice: "If Xie Xun can't be called, I will ask Lao Li to pick you up."

[Song Qingzhou: OK. ]

Xie Xun usually doesn't reply to his messages very often, and Song Qingzhou waited for a few minutes but still didn't get a reply from him.

Song Qingzhou sat on the sofa and checked Weibo for a while, and was attracted by the hot searches.

[Explosion] STAR male team leader Lu Jingbo announces his retirement

He hesitated for a moment, then quit Weibo.

"Do you know the news?" Chi Yan handed Xie Xun a bottle of cocktail and clinked glasses with him.

Xie Xun didn't know what news he was talking about, so he didn't speak.

"Ye Ran is coming back." He sat next to Xie Xun and said, "I heard that he has developed very well abroad. Now that he comes back, he is not looking for you, is he? Does he know that you are married?"

Xie Xun touched the ring intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "I don't know."

"Then it might be for you."

Chi Yan patted Xie Xun's shoulder and said, "That's great, there are beauties at home, and there are people looking for them."

Xie Xun patted Chi Yan's hand away without a trace, and glanced at him.

Chi Yan squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and said, "Don't you really like him?"

There was not much expression on the man's stern face, and he did not speak.

Chi Yan knew Xie Xun's temper. He didn't like to talk to people very much since he was a child. In the eyes of others, he looked particularly indifferent, like an emotionless robot.

He always watched indifferently what happened in the class, as if nothing in this world could make him feel the slightest ups and downs.

In the evening, Xie Xun went back to the house where Song Qingzhou lived. From the car, he saw two figures faintly on the stairs on the first floor. Those two people walked out of the shadow, and Xie Xun saw them clearly.

One is Song Qingzhou, and the other is someone he has never met.

"See you next time, Zhou Zhou."

Song Qingzhou sent Jiang Li to the outside of the house, and the car just came.

Before getting into the car, Jiang Li asked: "But don't you really go to dinner parties on weekends? You are at home alone anyway."

"Really not going."

"Okay then, bye."

"Goodbye."

Song Qingzhou watched Jiang Li leave, and then turned back to the house, only then did he see Xie Xun's car.

Under the misty night, the lights outside the courtyard seemed a little weak, and the man slowly got out of the car and took a look at Song Qingzhou.

Song Qingzhou went up to meet him, and asked while following him into the room: "Are you hungry, do you want to eat?"

"That was my partner who worked with me just now, um... I told you on WeChat that she will come today."

In fact, every time he invited Jiang Li to come over to shoot a video, he would report to Xie Xun, but he never replied, so Song Qingzhou didn't know if he saw it.

Most likely not.

"No need." Xie Xun looked dull and turned on the light on the wall.

Song Qingzhou was stunned for a moment.

"Don't tell me those trivial things, I'm busy."

Song Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "I know, I'm just afraid that you will misunderstand."

Xie Xun suddenly sneered, and sarcastically said: "If you have that ability, I will admire you."

Song Qingzhou lowered her eyes, changed the subject, and said, "Mom asked us to go home for dinner this weekend, will you go back with me?"

"Go back by yourself."

"it is good……"

At night, Song Qingzhou sat at the table and ate ice cream while thinking about what Xie Xun said just now.

What do you mean?

Is it possible to have a derailment for him to see?

It's uncomfortable to say something.

Song Qingzhou bit the spoon and turned on the computer, leaning on the chair and wandering around.

He scooped up a spoonful of strawberry-flavored ice cream, which was cold and swallowed it without tasting anything.He waited for the computer to turn on, then scooped up several more scoops of ice cream.

Song Qingzhou's mind suddenly went blank, and he thought about some messy things.

Ice cream is delicious. After moving, buy a small refrigerator and then buy a lot of ice cream... It’s winter, and the ice cream is not very fresh. I don’t know if it will spoil my stomach.

The desktop wallpaper of the computer is a golden gradient kitten with round and black eyes, as if staring at him. Its fur is fluffy and looks soft.

To adopt a kitten.

Song Qingzhou bit the spoon, her eyes were a little lost, as if she was completely attracted by the kitten.

In the future, it will be a wonderful thing for the cat to live in a small house with him.

Suddenly the notification of the text message on the mobile phone sounded, and Song Qingzhou came back to his senses, only to realize that his thoughts had drifted to nowhere. He picked up the mobile phone to read the news, and read it very slowly.

[Xing Xing, do you have any difficulties?Where are you living right now? ]

Song Qingzhou pursed her lips and responded in her heart.

He put down his phone and quickly ate the remaining ice cream, and then started busy editing the video he just took with Jiang Li.

He was still sitting in front of the computer until after twelve o'clock at night, and he was about to fall asleep after editing, and he really didn't have the energy to edit the copy and send it out.

A night without dreams.

The next day, he still got up early to make breakfast. The scent of chicken porridge with mushrooms wafted out very early. Song Qingzhou had time to turn off the fire, then turned around and sprinkled the egg pancakes in the pan before the egg liquid solidified. Some chopped green onions and cooked sesame seeds, put two pieces of fried bacon in it, and finally rolled up the egg pancakes and put them on a plate.

He repeated it again and made another pancake.

When Xie Xun came down, breakfast was already on the table.

Seeing him coming, Song Qingzhou just smiled and didn't speak. He didn't want to make Xie Xun unhappy by talking, lest the other party leave without finishing breakfast and waste the things he made by himself.

Song Qingzhou naturally eats more without a knife and fork, and she doesn't make any noise.

The two finished their breakfast quietly.

"Do you want to go home for lunch? Or send it to the company?" Song Qingzhou asked before leaving.

"No need." Xie Xun said.

"Well, good." Song Qingzhou responded softly.

He always likes to repeat those few words, asking him carefully whether he wants to go home at noon, whether he wants to go home in the afternoon, and whether he will come back to sleep at night.

"That afternoon..."

"No need, I won't be back today, tomorrow and the next week." Xie Xun interrupted him in a cold voice.

Song Qingzhou didn't look at Xie Xun's face, and suppressed all emotions with lowered eyes.

Good.

If you don't have to see Xie Xun week by week, the days will pass quickly.

Song Qingzhou thought silently.