I'm finally divorced

From packing up to pulling up the suitcase, Song Qingzhou didn't say a word to Xie Xun.

The room was surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional meowing of two kittens.

Song Qingzhou packed a lot of things, and it seemed that he was going to travel far away.

After tidying up, Song Qingzhou pushed Xie Xun out of the door, and then closed the door.

He told Lu Jinyan that he would not take Xie Xun to Qinghe tomorrow, and Lu Jinyan called him to ask him what was wrong.

"It's nothing, I just changed my mind, and my schedule has been advanced." Song Qingzhou sat on the bed and hugged a pillow, with two kittens beside her.

"Xie Xun bullied you?"

Song Qingzhou was quiet for a moment, then said no.

"I see, tomorrow I will pick you up and return to Qinghe."

If he was taken back to Qinghe by Lu Jinyan, it would just be Su Qin's heart. Song Qingzhou frowned slightly, and said: "I won't go back to Qinghe, but I just had some small conflicts with Xie Xun, and we will resolve it."

"Star."

"Uncle Lu, don't worry, this is a problem between the two of us."

"Okay, feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

Song Qingzhou hummed twice.

Su Qin sent him a message, but Song Qingzhou ignored it. He is angry now, and he probably will ignore Su Qin for a while.

He contacted Lisa and said that he could advance the itinerary, and Lisa replied that he would arrange it immediately.

Song Qingzhou played with the cats on the bed for a while, felt a little tired, and then fell asleep on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Xie Xun felt a little uneasy. He looked at the closed door from time to time. So far, he still doesn't understand what he did wrong.

He is too bad at thinking about these issues, apart from good and evil, he has no ability to distinguish.

He sat on the sofa and thought wildly for a while, even thinking about how many layers of assurance he would have if he hid Song Qingzhou from being discovered by Lu Jinyan, maybe it didn't matter if he was discovered, he would take Song Qingzhou to another place.

But if this is the case, will Song Qingzhou still have him in his eyes?

As Su Qin said, he is not the whole of Song Qingzhou, and if one less person loves him, he will still live a brilliant life.

But he is different, he is obsessed with this relationship, and Song Qingzhou is his everything.

Xie Xun sat until dark without turning on the light. He looked at the door and could vaguely tell from the crack in the door that Song Qingzhou's room had not turned on the light.

Xie Xun stood up, and then gently turned the doorknob. Song Qingzhou was lying on the bed without moving, her breathing was steady, and she was asleep.

He turned on the night light, and saw Song Qingzhou's beautiful sleeping face clearly through the weak light. Xie Xun caressed his cheek with great care, and there was a bit of fascination and fanaticism in his normally calm eyes.

Song Qingzhou felt his face itchy in his sleep, his eyelashes trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes. This time he fell into a drowsy sleep, and his vision was also blurred. He rubbed his eyes twice before he could see. Qing Xie Xun's face.

He was a little depressed, and after a while of silence, Xie Xun knelt on one knee in front of the bed, held his hand, and called out 'Zhou Zhou' softly.

Song Qingzhou withdrew his hand and sat up.

"I'm going to work the day after tomorrow."

Xie Xun's heart tightened inexplicably.

"We will not see each other for a long time. During this time, you should stay at home and reflect on yourself, and you are not allowed to follow secretly."

Xie Xun listened to him quietly, but there was a storm in his heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time, until Song Qingzhou relaxed and said: "You hug me."

Xie Xun suddenly stood up and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into the marrow of his bones.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook noodles for you."

Xie Xun was unwilling to let him go, and Song Qingzhou stayed in his arms for a long time.

"I'll cook noodles for you, or you'll have a stomachache."

He said, "I'll hug you again."

After Song Qingzhou said he was leaving, Xie Xun followed him every step of the way, even if he just went to the balcony to collect some clothes.

"You have to eat on time while I'm away."

Xie Xun said hello.

"Don't go out for a drink."

"Work hard."

Xie Xun answered one by one, looking at him all the time, as if he wanted to record his every move.

Song Qingzhou folded the collected clothes and put them in the cabinet.

There were too many accidents, and the original good plan was disrupted. Xie Xun even doubted whether Song Qingzhou would come back.

He didn't want to let Song Qingzhou leave, especially under such circumstances.

Song Qingzhou opened the drawer, took out the household registration book and ID card from it, and put them on the table. He said to Xie Xun, "Let's go get the ID card tomorrow."

Xie Xun looked at him unexpectedly.

"May 5 is a very meaningful day."

Song Qingzhou actually made an appointment earlier, but he didn't tell Xie Xun.

He said to Xie Xun: "Be happy, we are getting married tomorrow."

Xie Xun suddenly picked him up and hugged him on the table. Song Qingzhou gently stroked his face and said, "Don't worry, I didn't want to leave you."

The man's eyes are warm, hot and obsessed. He looks at Song Qingzhou, as if he wants to engrave his appearance and expression in his heart.

"Actually, I love you very much too. I hope you can trust me more and have more confidence in yourself."

His palm was soft, and so were his fingers, Xie Xun kissed along his palm.

The young man's eyes were clear and penetrating, and his expression was gentle. His lips seemed to be stained with honey. Xie Xun just tasted it lightly, almost peeling off the shell of reason and calmness to ask him for more.

Song Qingzhou's two index fingers poked at the corners of his mouth, making him bend a little.

"Zhou Zhou."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Song Qingzhou touched his cheek and said softly: "I know, I love you too."

When Song Qingzhou woke up the next day, Xie Xun was no longer by his side. He walked from the room to the living room and saw him sitting on the sofa alone, his figure looked a little lonely.

He was crazy last night, but today he was extraordinarily quiet.

Song Qingzhou came to him, knelt down on the sofa, touched his face lightly, and said, "Be happy."

After a while of happiness, it was time to part. Xie Xun couldn't be happier. Although he could get a certificate with Song Qingzhou to be his closest partner before leaving, he felt that the person in front of him seemed far away from him.

He is so good, there are always people who are willing to love him, and there are people who are willing to pay for him.

So what is he.

"Can I start working later?"

Song Qingzhou shook her head, "Maybe it's better for us to separate for a while, you're too clingy to me these days."

This seems to be a very serious matter, Xie Xun has reached the point where he wants to lock him up.

"Zhouzhou, are you scared?"

Song Qingzhou spoke briskly, touched his face and said, "Don't think too much, I've never been afraid of anyone."

Xie Xun nodded, and seeing him happy would make him feel a little better.

"Have fun taking pictures in the afternoon."

"it is good."

Because of the appointment, the two quickly completed the relevant procedures. After returning home, Song Qingzhou took two small red notebooks and sent them to Moments. He also took Xie Xun's mobile phone to send. The copywriting is a simple love, thank you After searching, I silently added two stars to my copy.

Song Qingzhou watched him revise, and felt that the copywriting became so cute.

There were so many people who greeted him that day that he nestled in Xie Xun's arms and replied for a long time.

[Chi Yan: Congratulations, sister-in-law, a little pocket money, I'll make a big one another day. ]

Song Qingzhou looked at Xie Xun and motioned him to read about Chi Yan's news.

"Take it." Xie Xun said.

Song Qingzhou thanked Chi Yan, and then accepted his red envelope.

[Xie Xun: No money? ]

Chi Yan sent a question mark.

[Xie Xun: Do more. ]

[Chi Yan: Wechat limit. ]

Song Qingzhou's account suddenly received a huge amount of money, the tail number is familiar to him, it belongs to Lu Jinyan, and he always sends him money from time to time.

[Lu Jingbo: Su Qin failed to separate you and directly prompted you to get married? ]

[Song Qingzhou: We will not separate because of these trivial matters. ]

[Song Qingzhou: Don't worry about me, or you'll break up the relationship for a month. ]

Lu Jingbi quickly sent a message, appearing a little hysterical: Can I control you! !

[Song Qingzhou: Just understand. ]

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Su Qin has been sending him messages, but Song Qingzhou doesn't pay much attention to him.

Song Qingzhou lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. He felt that Xie Xun was taking pictures of him, and he took several pictures. He put down his mobile phone and looked over, saying, "Let me see."

Xie Xun gave him the phone.

There are a lot of photos in his photo album, and I don't know when they were taken, and some of them are a bit imaginative.

"How can you take pictures of these? Do you have any special hobbies?"

He's talking about having individual parts like ankles, wrists, ears.

Xie Xun hugged him and said, "I just like you very much."

Song Qingzhou was reluctantly persuaded by this reason and did not delete those photos.

A message suddenly popped up on Xie Xun's WeChat.

[Ye Ran: Happy newlyweds. ]

Song Qingzhou saw it, but didn't ask anything.

Xie Xun explained: "We haven't contacted again."

"I believe you, but I still hope you can delete him. You don't owe him anything anymore."

"Ah."

The day of Song Qingzhou's departure is coming soon, Xie Xun only feels that the time he and Song Qingzhou stay together is very short.

He sent Song Qingzhou to the airport. Xie Xun held his hand while waiting for the plane. Lisa and his assistant sat on the side and pretended not to see him.

While waiting, the broadcast at the airport read Song Qingzhou's flight, he looked up at Xie Xun, and Xie Xun was also looking at him.

He had already explained clearly to Xie Xun what he should explain, and before leaving, he just said softly 'I'm leaving'.

Xie Xun nodded and said, "Be careful, remember to call me when you arrive."

Song Qingzhou didn't tell Xie Xun his itinerary, and he didn't allow his agent to tell him. Although Xie Xun could still know his location through the little housekeeper, he made it clear that he didn't want Xie Xun to come over.

A few days before Song Qingzhou left, he could still call him to chat, but he hardly contacted him afterwards. Although Xie Xun called and Song Qingzhou would answer, he would be called away within a few minutes.

In the past few days, instead of reflecting, Xie Xun has become more and more uneasy. Although he is busy, he will start thinking wildly when he stops. He even feels that Song Qingzhou will forget him after a long time.

During the lunch break, Xie Xun sat in the office and checked Song Qingzhou's Weibo, which he hadn't updated for a long time.

He sent Song Qingzhou a WeChat message instead, asking if he was resting now, but Song Qingzhou didn't reply to him.

The last time he replied to him was two days ago. He said that he was going to record a variety show, and the program team was not allowed to bring mobile phones, and the time for chatting was very short.

"President, Mr. Ye is downstairs. He said he wants to see you."

Xie Xun was not in a good mood at this time, and immediately said: "No see."

"Okay, I'll get back to him right now."

Within a few minutes, Ye Ran sent him a message.

[Ye Ran: I think there is some misunderstanding between us, I want to make it clear to you. ]

[Ye Ran: I'll wait for you downstairs in your company. ]

Only then did Xie Xun remember that he forgot to delete Ye Ran, his eyebrows frowned, and then he deleted all his contact information.