I'm finally divorced

It seems that Xie Xun really doesn't intend to let him go out. He went out in the morning, but locked the door. Song Qingzhou's activities are only in this house.

He wandered from the first floor to the third floor extremely bored, and finally read a book in Xie Xun's study.

Maybe he'll be suffocated first?

While thinking, Song Qingzhou slowly turned a page of the book, and then noticed the meow on Xie Xun's table, which was a birthday present from Xie Xun.

Song Qingzhou picked it up and studied it for a while. He originally wanted to turn it on, but after thinking about it, maybe Xie Xun was eavesdropping on him again, so he simply opened the drawer to put it in.

what is this?

Song Qingzhou took out the document paper bag in the drawer, and only two words were written on the cover - Zhou Zhou.

It is full of photos about him, not recent photos of his life, but photos he once posted on Weibo, some of which were photos of him acting a long time ago.

Because he was filming since he was a child, there are many photos of him on the Internet. From childhood to high school, and then to university, Xie Xun is like an avid fan, and he has captured all the images he has appeared on the screen before.

Song Qingzhou looked at them one by one, and he forgot when some photos were taken.

Song Qingzhou felt that it had been a long time after all the photos were flipped through. He put his photos back, and there were some other things in the drawer, a Q-version cotton doll about him, a desk calendar and some postcards.

It's hard to imagine that Xie Xun would collect these.

I don't know where he got these things from.

Song Qingzhou rubbed the cotton doll, and then pinched it again, her mood became complicated.

But Xie Xun locked him up now.

Song Qingzhou hasn't thought about how to solve the current problem. Now it seems that Xie Xun may not let him go in a short time.

Xie Xun went back to the apartment to clean up everything that could be packed in a short time, but it took some time. During this period, he also answered Song Qingzhou's phone call. Lisa asked Song Qingzhou if he would come to the studio today.

Xie Xun's brows were indifferent, and he replied: "He's not feeling well these days, and he wants to rest at home instead of going to the studio."

Lisa paused for a while, and asked a few words about Song Qingzhou's situation. Xie Xun answered fluently, and Lisa had no doubts, and finally said: "Okay, thank you, I hope Zhouzhou recovers soon."

Xie Xun hummed lightly, then cut off the signal.

After thinking about it, he still took Song Qingzhou's cell phone with him.

After returning home, Xie Xun found Song Qingzhou easily, because he could see Song Qingzhou on his mobile phone. He stayed in his study for a long time and fell asleep lying on the table.

Xie Xun just touched him lightly and he was awakened.

"I've been waiting for Zhouzhou for a long time."

Song Qingzhou rubbed his eyes, and wanted to talk to him, but remembered that he was being imprisoned by the man in front of him, so he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"I brought back two kittens."

Song Qingzhou regained some energy and got up to avoid him to go out. Xie Xun suddenly grabbed his arm and asked, "Zhouzhou, why don't you talk?"

He hasn't said a word to him since last night.

Cats seem to be more important than him.

Why do you want to talk, Xie Xun won't listen to you when you say it, and he is in a bad mood now, so he doesn't want to talk to him.

Song Qingzhou glanced at him, then opened his fingers and left the room.

He followed the sound and found two kittens, both in the room and locked in the cat cage. Song Qingzhou squatted down to open the cat cage, rubbed Douding's, and then rubbed Xiao Hei cat.

Xie Xun soon followed, and he stared intently, but Song Qingzhou ignored him as if he couldn't see him.

At noon, Xie Xun's aunt came and left after cooking a lunch. If Song Qingzhou hadn't happened to see her leave when she went downstairs, she wouldn't even know someone was coming.

"Let's eat, Zhouzhou."

Song Qingzhou poured some cat food for Douding and Doubao, then washed his hands slowly and prepared to eat.

The dishes on the table are all the dishes he usually likes to eat. Except for the light soup, the other dishes have chili peppers. Song Qingzhou couldn't help but frowned, and asked, "Is this all you eat?"

Seeing him speak actively, Xie Xun couldn't help but relax, and nodded.

Forget it.

Song Qingzhou was too lazy to care about him, and had nothing to say, just eating quietly.

Xie Xun didn't eat much, because most of the dishes were a bit spicy for him.

"Is there anything you want to eat tomorrow?"

Song Qingzhou answered no salty.

"Lisa called you today, and I told her that you are not feeling well and resting at home."

Song Qingzhou looked up at him and said, "Give me back the phone."

Xie Xun replied that no.

Xie Xun seemed a little irrational in this matter, he didn't seem to have considered the consequences, he just wanted to keep him here.

He didn't know that Lu Jingbo would chat with him every day. If he didn't reply to the message for several days, Lu Jingbo might feel a little strange. If he couldn't be contacted anymore, he probably should have found him.

Xie Xun didn't know about this.

Song Qingzhou put down the chopsticks and said: "Then you can keep it. Uncle Lu and the others will come to me in a short time. If I want to leave, you can't keep me at all."

Xie Xun was very sensitive to the word 'go', his expression that had calmed down slightly became tense again, his face became more indifferent, and he asked, "So you want to go?"

He said to himself: "Don't worry, I won't let them have a chance to find you."

Song Qingzhou didn't want to say anything to him anymore, left the dining table, went upstairs and played with the two kittens for a while, he didn't know what Xie Xun was doing downstairs, anyway it took him a long time to come up.

But Song Qingzhou didn't want to see him, and completely pretended that he didn't see him.

The little black cat in his arms suddenly jumped out and ran to Xie Xun's trouser legs. Xie Xun picked it up and carried it back to Song Qingzhou's side. The little black cat slipped to the bed and coiled into a small ball.

Xie Xun rubbed Song Qingzhou's hair and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to travel earlier? Let's go tomorrow."

Song Qingzhou's movement of touching the kitten paused slightly, without raising his head to look at him, and said: "I'm not in the mood now."

"I'm booking a flight for tomorrow."

"Xie Xun, don't force me."

"Then let's go after a while." He gently hugged the young man, "Where do you want to go?"

"I don't want to go anywhere."

Xie Xun's eyes flashed with an unknown meaning, and he said, "That's fine, just the two of us stay here and don't go anywhere."

He can finally hide Song Qingzhou.

Song Qingzhou had a headache, and couldn't help but said: "Xie Xun, I didn't say I would leave you, can you stop doing this?"

"So can you prove it to me?"

Song Qingzhou said: "How do you prove it? Are you sticking to you 24 hours a day? Or are you voluntarily wearing captivity props? Are you trying to make me suffer from Stockholm syndrome?"

Xie Xun thought for a moment, and answered Song Qingzhou's question seriously: "It's not that serious, I think it's good if you can stay with me 24 hours a day."

"Do you think that's possible?"

He replied without hesitation: "Maybe."

"I see that you are seriously ill, have you seen a doctor?"

"Ah."

Song Qingzhou suddenly raised his head and looked at him. He was just talking casually. He didn't expect Xie Xun to answer him, but he didn't want to show too much concern, so he asked lightly: "What did the doctor say?"

"He said it was much better than before."

Xie Xun has been seeing a psychiatrist regularly since high school. He went there not long ago. The doctor just advised him to take medicine, and nothing else was said.

Song Qingzhou didn't believe what he said. Xie Xun didn't look much better than before. He vaguely felt that Xie Xun's illness might be more serious than before, otherwise how could this happen.

He was quiet for a while, pinched Douding's claws unconsciously, then lowered his head and kept rubbing its body, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You do not work?"

"I'll be with you."

"I want to work."

"I like it when you're home."

Song Qingzhou blocked him with angry words, and said, "so what? I don't like it. "

He looked at Song Qingzhou's white jade-like earlobe, couldn't help but kissed it, and then bit it, the cat on Song Qingzhou's lap ran down, he wrapped his arms around Song Qingzhou's waist, and gently rubbed his stomach.

Song Qingzhou broke away his hand angrily, but he entangled him again, kissing his eyelashes, cheeks and corners of his lips.

"I love you," he said.

Maybe because he didn't think it was enough, he pressed him on the bed again, Song Qingzhou wanted to escape, and then the overwhelming kisses fell, making him unable to open his eyes, Xie Xun pressed on him, and let He couldn't move.

Song Qingzhou felt that what he said was not credible at all, and he said not to force him to do other things, but he didn't do it at all.

He was dizzy from being kissed, and in the end, Xie Xun made it difficult for him to end up half-pushed. Song Qingzhou cried for a while, his eyelashes were wet, his face was rosy, and he looked a little pitiful.

Xie Xun hugged him, whispered in his ear, softly comforted, Song Qingzhou turned his head and bit his shoulder, but noticed the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder, sobbing and asking him what it was .

He remembered that Xie Xun had no tattoos on his body before.

"Your name." Xie Xun said.

He wiped away his tears two or three times indiscriminately before his blurred vision became clear. It was the artistic font he usually used when signing autographs for fans. I don't know when Xie Xun got it tattooed.

Xie Xun didn't know how many words 'I love you' he said in his ear, Song Qingzhou hiccupped, before recovering, said inarticulately: "I know, but I don't want to be locked up by you."

"Sorry, I thought you'd be safe at home."

"Because I dreamed that you were gone."

Xie Xun didn't remember how he disappeared, but he vaguely remembered that he was looking for Song Qingzhou anxiously, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find him.

Coupled with the plot and the book that Ye Ran said earlier, he couldn't calm down even more.

Before Song Qingzhou could speak, the cell phone rang. It was his cell phone, which was in Xie Xun's pocket on the bedside.

Xie Xun picked up the phone and frowned when he saw that the caller was Lu Jingbo. When he didn't pay attention to Song Qingzhou, he got up and snatched the phone away.

"Zhouzhou, bring it."

Song Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone, and turned his back to prevent Xie Xun from snatching his mobile phone.

"Xing Xing, what's the matter, why haven't you replied to the message?"

"Because I've been a little busy recently."

"What's wrong with your voice?"

Just as Song Qingzhou was about to speak, Xie Xun pinched his waist. The more Lu Jingpan heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and asked uncertainly, "You... answered the phone on the bed?"

Xie Xun took the phone away and said, "Zhou Zhou is tired, I will call you later."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and put the phone out of Song Qingzhou's reach.

"Thank you Zhouzhou." He hugged the young man's thin body and said.

Song Qingzhou didn't struggle in his arms. In the end, she was really tired, and then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He didn't sleep very soundly this time, he kept dreaming, he dreamed that Xie Xun was indifferent to him before, and dreamed that Xie Xun kept saying that he loved him in his ear.

At the last moment when he was about to wake up, he dreamed that the night he and Xie Xun got married two years ago, he was waiting in the room a little anxiously, and then he heard footsteps going upstairs, so he turned off the light and lay in bed. Pretending to be asleep on the bed.

After the door was gently pushed open, Xie Xun's voice rang in his ears, calling out to Xingxing instead of Zhouzhou.

He fished him out of the bed, pinched his cheek lightly, and said, "We're finally married."

Song Qingzhou looked at him in a daze, then nodded slightly.

Xie Xun called out 'star' again, leaned down and kissed his fingers.

He saw Xie Xun's lips curled up slightly, as if he had never been in such a good mood, so he reached out and touched his cheek.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his eyes, and was in a daze for a while, looking out the window, it turned out that it was already dark, Xie Xun hugged him and pressed against his ear and asked, "Did you have a nightmare? Zhou Zhou."

It really was a dream, Xie Xun didn't come back on the night of the wedding, he didn't know how to call him Xing Xing, and he didn't say the phrase 'we're finally married'.

"Star?"

Song Qingzhou suddenly turned around to look at Xie Xun, and asked, "Why do you call me Xing Xing?"

"I saw you didn't answer, what's the matter?"

Song Qingzhou shook her head, thinking that the dream was fake after all, and there was nothing worth noting.

"are you hungry?"

Song Qingzhou said, "Some."

"Well, let's go down to dinner then."