I'm finally divorced

Xie Xun didn't understand why he made Song Qingzhou angry again.

He continued to read Song Qingzhou's Weibo, scrolling down from the ones he read last night, and then turned to the Weibo about him saying goodbye to his fans in a car accident.

It was at this time that Song Qingzhou married him not long after.

He and Song Qingzhou have never met, but his mother said that Song Qingzhou likes him.

He didn't pay much attention at the time.

Looking at Song Qingzhou's photo, Xie Xun was full of thoughts, but he couldn't think of a reason.

Song Qingzhou was packing up the kitten's toys when Xie's mother suddenly called.

This is the first time he has received a call from Xie's mother since the end of his trip. Before that, he often couldn't answer the phone when he was working, so he had to reply to Xie's mother on WeChat.

"Zhou Zhou, are you busy recently?" Mother Xie asked softly.

"Not busy."

"Then is it convenient for you this afternoon? I want to come and see you."

Song Qingzhou paused slightly, not knowing whether to agree or not, he actually liked being alone very much.

"Are you busy?" Mother Xie asked without hearing him.

"No, if you want to come over, I can pick you up." Song Qingzhou replied.

"I'll ask Lao Li to send me over."

"Okay, call me when you arrive, and I'll pick you up."

The sun came out today, and it got warmer. Song Qingzhou's house has a better location, and the balcony and window sills can bask in the sun. The kitten climbed onto the cat climbing frame and lay down on the round pile.

Song Qingzhou dried the clothes in the washing machine, then moved a stool, and hung the thin quilt on the clothes rail, but when he came down, he accidentally stepped on it and fell to the ground. The stool turned over and hit the clothes. on his feet.

The kitten lying on the round pile suddenly raised its head, its ears shook twice, and quickly ran to Song Qingzhou's side and yelled several times.

"It's okay, Douding." Song Qingzhou rubbed the kitten's head.

It just hurts a little.

Song Qingzhou's ankle was a little red from being smashed. He stretched out his hand and touched it twice, thinking that there should be nothing wrong.

"Meow~" Douding rubbed his palm a few times.

Song Qingzhou got up holding Xiaodouding, and put the stool back indoors.

The kitten followed him around and rubbed against his trouser legs from time to time, as if it was hungry.Song Qingzhou went into the kitchen and made cat food for him, thinking that he should take the kitten for vaccination soon.

Soon Xie's mother arrived, and Song Qingzhou went downstairs to pick her up.

Mother Xie looked at the surrounding environment again, and asked with concern: "The house doesn't look big, are you used to living in it?"

Song Qingzhou nodded, and said: "Actually, I live alone, the space is enough, and I'm used to it."

"You child, why don't you want anything when you leave." Xie Mu sat down, and Douding poked his head out from the pillow beside him, then lay his front paws on the pillow and looked at Xie Mu curiously.

Mother Xie touched the kitty's head and said, "Do you have a cat?"

"Well, it was given by my elders."

Mother Xie paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered what Father Xie had mentioned earlier, thinking that the elder he was talking about was Lu Jinyan, she smiled and said, "It's so cute."

The kitten turned around and ran to play on the windowsill again.

Song Qingzhou poured a cup of hot water for Xie's mother.

"I'll take you for a stroll later." Mother Xie looked out the window and continued, "The weather is fine today, so just keep me company."

Song Qingzhou agreed.

"Where did you spend the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Stay here." Song Qingzhou said.

Xie Mu nodded knowingly.

The two sat on the sofa for a while, Xie's mother asked him several questions, Song Qingzhou answered them one by one, and then Xie's mother took him out.

After snowing for several days in a row, the sky suddenly cleared up, and there were many people on the street.Song Qingzhou sat in the car and looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"We're here, Zhouzhou."

Song Qingzhou recovered and put on the mask.

Mother Xie took him shopping again. She knew that Song Qingzhou would refuse if she bought too much, so she only picked two or three clothes for him.

"New Year is coming soon, wear some new clothes." She stretched out her hand to touch Song Qingzhou's hair, and said, "Don't go back, you know? It's just my wish."

Xie's mother was indeed very kind to him, but Song Qingzhou felt that he deserved it. After all, he married Xie Xun to keep himself alive.

Song Qingzhou nodded obediently twice.

Mother Xie looked at him, and suddenly said: "If Xie Xun's younger brother is here, he should be the same age as you."

Song Qingzhou asked with some doubts: "Xie Xun...does he have a younger brother?" He had never heard that Xie Xun had a younger brother.

The woman smiled, turned around and said softly, "No, I'm talking nonsense."

Mother Xie took him around for a while, and then took him upstairs to rest, planning to eat something in the upstairs restaurant.

During this period, Xie's father suddenly called. Xie's mother picked up the phone and frowned slightly, then looked at Song Qingzhou and said, "Zhouzhou, take a look at the menu first, and order whatever you want. I'll go out first."

"Are you all right by yourself?"

"Don't worry." She stood up and left Song Qingzhou's sight.

Song Qingzhou sat on the seat and looked at the menu on the tablet, then ticked off a steak, and planned to wait for Xie's mother to come back to talk about the rest.

A Erhu suddenly barged in, and the waiter hurried forward to chase him away, and said to the man who came in: "Sir, I'm really sorry, pets are not allowed in the restaurant."

He Zhun took off his sunglasses slowly, and said, "Why not?"

The waiter said with some embarrassment: "Please take it out, don't embarrass me."

A cynical smile hung on his face, and he said, "I just like to make things difficult for you."

Hearing the movement, Song Qingzhou raised his head, and saw He Zhun with Erha at the door at a glance.

A fat man walked over and scolded the waiter, "Are you blind? This is Young Master He."

The waiter looked young and was reprimanded by the manager, his eyes were red, but he whispered: "But you can't bring pets..."

"Shut up." The manager scolded him, turned his head to look at He Zhun with a smile, and said, "Please, Young Master He, the kid who just arrived is ignorant and contradicted you, I'm sorry."

"Children? How young?"

The manager paused slightly, "It seems to have just turned eighteen."

He Zhun looked at him meaningfully, "So, let's resign him."

He looked up at He Zhun, his watery eyes were full of tears, like a weak rabbit.

This person is somewhat similar to Song Qingzhou, especially in this appearance, very much like Song Qingzhou disguised as a little white rabbit.

He likes to bully the little white rabbit, regardless of whether he is a real rabbit or a fake rabbit.

He Zhun hooked his lips, and leisurely led Erha into the restaurant, and went straight upstairs with a defiant look.

Song Qingzhou sat in the restaurant waiting for Xie's mother, and finally got Xie's father's call.

"Hello? Uncle Xie?"

"Your aunt is not feeling well. I have asked someone to pick her up. I am really sorry."

"It's okay, what happened to Auntie? She was fine just now."

"It's an old problem, don't worry, I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

Song Qingzhou couldn't see any physical problems with Xie's mother, but when she lived in Xie's house, she often watched her take medicine.

"No, no, I'll go back later by myself."

Song Qingzhou hung up the phone, and was not in the mood to eat outside. He was about to book a car to go back when He Zhun's Erha ran down the stairs and climbed onto his stool with two dog legs.

Song Qingzhou looked towards the stairs, He Zhun didn't come down, Erha might have slipped out.

Song Qingzhou pursed her lips, rubbed its head twice, then stood up and led it directly out of the restaurant, and tied it to the post at the door.

"Wang Wang!"

Erha barked a few times, lowered his head and bit the dog's chain, looking a little silly.

"How could someone like He Zhun raise a silly dog ​​like you." Song Qingzhou patted its head again, and Erha raised his head and stared at him fiercely, as if a little unconvinced.

Song Qingzhou was amused by its small appearance, and moved it again.

A man's voice behind him suddenly sounded, "How about a person like me?"