I'm finally divorced

"do you remember me?"

He suddenly said such a sentence, Song Qingzhou didn't understand, did he and Ning Yu know each other before?

"I only remember that you are Ning Yu."

He suddenly took out his mobile phone and dug out a photo from the photo album. While observing the expression on Song Qingzhou's face, he said: "This is what I used to be. Do you... still remember me?"

Song Qingzhou looked at Ning Yu, and then at the photo. Ning Yu was completely different from before. He was fatter before.

After staring at the photo for a while, he remembered that he had seen Ning Yu in the hospital when Shang Lian was hospitalized.

"It's you?"

Ning Yu was relieved, he finally remembered.

"It's me, I always remember that piece of music, but then your score was taken away by Ye Ran, so I always met Ye Ran in the hospital. I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble."

In fact, Song Qingzhou doesn't remember him very much, because the impression is not too deep.

"Are you finished?"

Ning Yu nodded.

"You can leave after you finish speaking. I'm not so magnanimous. I won't forgive someone who once threatened my life."

Since Ning Yu can treat a person who has no grievances or enmities with him like this, he is not a kind person. Song Qingzhou doesn't want to deal with people like him.

Ning Yu's eyes dimmed, "We...don't have a chance to be friends?"

Song Qingzhou refused resolutely: "No."

"Sorry, I……"

"Don't tell me you're sorry again, I won't accept your apology." Song Qingzhou looked at the phone time and said, "Okay, you can go, I have to work now."

Ning Yu wanted to say something more, but Song Qingzhou had no patience to listen to him.

"Goodbye."

Because he didn't come here for a long time, Song Qingzhou was very busy in the studio and didn't go back to cook. He just told Xie Xun to let him eat well, and Xie Xun replied with the word 'good'.

"By the way, you can prepare to record songs tomorrow." Lisa put the file next to Song Qingzhou, and said, "You can take a look at the subsequent arrangements. If there is no problem, it will be settled."

"I'll take a look now."

"Row."

Song Qingzhou thinks there is no problem, the arrangement is actually not very tight, he has not received the notice now, and all he does is what he wants to do.

"That's it, there's no need to change it."

Lisa nodded.

In the afternoon, Song Qingzhou came looking for Xie Xun before he finished his work. The security guard at the door saw that it was Xie Xun and didn't stop him. After he entered, the employees looked at him curiously.

Without squinting, Xie Xun walked to Song Qingzhou's office with ease.

"Sure enough, as said on the Internet, Mr. Xie is very clingy to stars."

"I thought the boss would be more clingy to Mr. Xie, but I didn't expect it to be the other way around."

"Haha, maybe Mr. Xie is afraid of his wife being abducted."

"Why are you here?" Song Qingzhou looked up and saw Xie Xun unscrew the door of the office.

"I miss you."

Xie Xun kissed the young man's white forehead.

Song Qingzhou glanced at the blinds, because the curtains were not pulled down, so the outside could be seen completely.

Some curious employees immediately looked away after noticing Song Qingzhou's gaze.

Song Qingzhou's face couldn't help but get hot, and after a while it turned red into a ripe apple.

Xie Xun still wanted to kiss him, but Song Qingzhou grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Someone will see it."

Hearing this, Xie Xun pulled down the curtain.

Song Qingzhou: "..." I didn't mean that.

"When are you going home?"

Song Qingzhou covered the computer and said, "Since you are here, let's go home now."

Xie Xun rubbed the hair next to the young man's ear, his face was still a little hot, rosy white, like a tender peach blossom on a branch, a little attractive.

Now that the curtain has been drawn, Xie Xun didn't waste the opportunity, and kissed him again and again in the office, and it took a while before he went out with Song Qingzhou.

With more than a dozen pairs of curious eyes, his face seemed to be even redder.

Because there are no ingredients at home, Song Qingzhou and Xie Xun went to the mall and saw the canned cats and cats in the supermarket. Song Qingzhou said: "Douding and bean buns will be placed at Xie's mother's house for a while. Bar."

"Yeah." The small cart that Xie Xun was pushing was a bit full, Song Qingzhou pulled it, and felt that the shopping was almost done, so she was ready to go back.

When passing by the clothing store in the shopping mall, Song Qingzhou noticed that Xie Xun was looking there, and he followed his gaze - it was a women's clothing store.

Does Xie Xun want to go in and buy it?

Xie Xun looked away, and happened to meet Song Qingzhou's gaze, "What you promised me..."

Song Qingzhou pretended to be stupid, took his arm and said, "ah...what, I forgot, let's go home quickly, I'm going to cook."

"Did you really forget?"

Song Qingzhou nodded very sincerely.

"I'll help you remember, tonight."

Song Qingzhou: "!"

A few days later, a hot search on Weibo suddenly came up, it was news about Ning Yu's car accident, but he himself was not surprised, but some strange memories popped up in his mind.

Those memories seem to have really existed, but they don't seem to be.

He even had some deviations in his understanding of the world.

Looking at the photos of Song Qingzhou on the screen of his mobile phone in the hospital, his eyes became deep and eager.

In his memory, he and Song Qingzhou met in the hospital. After the college entrance examination, he was successfully admitted to Song Qingzhou's college and lived next to Song Qingzhou's house. The two could be regarded as neighbors.

Song Qingzhou gave him that piece of music, and he planned to play it as a graduation homework after revising it, but Song Qingzhou disagreed because he would face the risk of canceling his graduation certificate after being found out.

So far, the relationship between the two has been very good, and Song Qingzhou regards him as his best friend.

He knew that Song Qingzhou had no affection for him other than friendship, but he was not satisfied with being just his friend, so he made up his mind to confess when Song Qingzhou graduated.

That day in the deserted campus lane, Ning Yu saw him kissing a man under a tree, his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were even a little wet, and the end of his eyes was red, Ning Yu had never seen him like this before, Charming and haunting.

He never saw the man's face clearly.

Later Ning Yu asked him who the man who came to him on the day of graduation was, and if he was his boyfriend. Song Qingzhou smiled and said, "Well, it's a boyfriend."

"But why didn't you mention it..."

"Because our situation is a bit special, I have never told my mother about it, and I took him to see my mother only recently."

After the farewell abroad, Ning Yu never met Song Qingzhou again, on the one hand because he had not finished his studies, and on the other hand because he was already accompanied by someone.

Before the wedding, Song Qingzhou sent him an invitation card, but Ning Yu shirked it on the grounds that he had something to do. He learned about him again a few days after his marriage. He accidentally saw an obituary on a foreign media report .

It turned out that he died in a car accident on the second day of his marriage.

So what's all he's going through now?

is it a dream?

The two of them didn't become friends at all, but he and Xie Xun were together.

Ning Yu flipped through the phone's calendar, and suddenly frowned. The time of his death was in October this year.

He subconsciously wanted to send Song Qingzhou a message, but found that he didn't have Song Qingzhou's contact information at all, and he didn't like him now, so he would just think he was talking nonsense.

He suddenly clicked on Ye Ran's profile picture.

[Ning Yu: Come out to meet at three o'clock this afternoon, I have a question for you. ]

[Ning Yu: I'll send you the location. If I don't see you, you don't want to come out to meet people in your life. ]

He wondered why he met Ye Ran abroad instead of Song Qingzhou, and whether he knew something like him.

Song Qingzhou took Xie Xun to pick out clothes in the morning, and in the afternoon, he and Xie Xun met the parents of both parties. Fortunately, their conversation was very harmonious, and the date was set smoothly.

At that meeting, Song Qingzhou was shocked by Shang Lian and Lu Jinyan again.

Because during the introduction, Lu Jinyan told Xie's father and Xie's mother that Shang Lian was his wife, and then Song Qingzhou couldn't help but look at the rings they were wearing, and he didn't know when they put them on.

Before leaving, Shang Lian talked to Song Qingzhou alone: ​​"You have been staring at the ring on your hand as if you were curious?"

Song Qingzhou nodded, "Why didn't I know when you and Uncle Lu got married?"

Like not knowing when they were together.

Shang Lian thought for a while and said, "I don't really remember, maybe when I was abroad."

Song Qingzhou was rubbed on the head by him, and he was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask.

There may be other things about Shang Lian that he doesn't know, but it's not convenient for him to ask.

"Will you come to my wedding with Uncle Lu?"

"of course."

Song Qingzhou smiled.

Shang Lian looked at Xie Xun not far away, and said to Song Qingzhou: "Okay, let's go back."

"Well, then I'm leaving, Mr. Shang, goodbye."

Song Qingzhou and Xie Xun followed Xie's father and mother back to Xie's house, because Song Qingzhou planned to bring the two kittens back, and Xie's mother advised them to stay for one night, so as not to travel so much.

"How many people should we invite? Let me make a list."

At night, Song Qingzhou sat on the bed and wrote the memo, her hair was still wet.

"Well, you write it first, and I'll add it later."

He took a hair dryer to blow Song Qingzhou's hair. He knew a lot of people, and a name always popped up when he wrote it, and the order was a little out of order. He frowned in distress.

"Don't worry, write down what you think first."

Xie Xun pinched his cheek.

After he dried his hair, Song Qingzhou lay down on the bed and wrote the memo. Douding ran up and pressed his paw on the screen of his mobile phone. Song Qingzhou accidentally deleted a few names.

He put down his phone, rubbed Douding's face, and said, "Douding, you bad cat!"

"Meow meow~"

The kitten didn't know that he had done something wrong, and was still rubbing his palm coquettishly.

Song Qingzhou hummed twice, scratched its belly twice, and kept playing with it.

Xie Xun picked up the mobile phone that he had thrown aside, looked at the list he had made, and leaned against the bedside to make up for him.

Song Qingzhou was tired from playing, so she carried Douding back to its nest, while Doubao had already fallen asleep.

"Sleep?"

Song Qingzhou lay down under the quilt, stretched out her arms to hug Xie Xun's waist, nodded, Xie Xun rubbed his hair, and said, "Good night, Zhouzhou."

"Good night."