I'm finally divorced

Song Qingzhou had a dream that was completely different from his own memory. In the dream, he failed to slip away after finishing his speech in high school, but was caught by the director into the lounge.

The director whispered in his ear, asking him to respect the school rules and discipline, and took off the earrings.

He took off the earrings, and then hummed twice, "I didn't mean to, I will definitely pay attention next time."

He heard the director nagging for a few more words, and then asked carefully: "Can I go?"

"Stand back to the class and hold the class sign or stay in the lounge."

Song Qingzhou glanced at the audience through the window. The position where the class sign was held was impartial, and it happened to be exposed to the sun.

Or choose the second more cost-effective.

He stayed in the lounge, but his soul didn't know where it went. He didn't come back to his senses until the class was almost over.

The principal and the director were talking to a man outside, and he happily slipped away through the side door. Unfortunately, the director just raised his head and caught a glimpse of him.

"Xin Xing! Stop for me!"

The boy quickly leaped over the railing and jumped off the rostrum with his hands supporting the floor. What the people present only captured was the blue and white spliced ​​school uniform that was slightly lifted by the wind.

When he returned to the classroom, he found that the earring he had put in the pocket of his school uniform was missing.

Maybe it was dropped in the break room, maybe it was dropped on the rostrum.

After the first class, he sneaked back into the lounge again, searched around but couldn't find it, and when he got out of the lounge, he turned around and bumped into someone.

Song Qingzhou's nose hurt a little from being hit, and the first thing he saw when he raised his head was the man's tight jaw line. He lowered his head slightly, and Song Qingzhou saw his face clearly.

"sorry."

The man didn't answer his words, but said: "Your earring fell off."

Song Qingzhou's eyes showed some doubts, why did he know?

"Give you."

Song Qingzhou's eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly thanked him, Xie Xun responded lightly and left his sight.

But after that, he never met Xie Xun again. He moved back to Qinghe to study. After the college entrance examination, he had been rushing to make announcements during the summer vacation, until it was raining heavily at the hotel, and Xie Xun lent him a hand. Umbrella, a coat, and the two of them logically added contact information.

Song Qingzhou accidentally discovered that his profile picture was his photo, and so was the background of his circle of friends.

He was a little curious but deliberately ignored his curiosity, because Xie Xun looked indifferent, not like a star chaser.

And he didn't dare to chat with Xie Xun, so he let him lie quietly in the friend list.

Later, he posted a circle of friends to celebrate the festival. Xie Xun liked him and left a message: Happy holidays, stars.

Song Qingzhou rolled over on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, his name is Xing Xing?

So would Xie Xun be his fan?

He suddenly remembered that the umbrella hadn't been returned yet, so he found Xie Xun from the address book and said that he forgot to return the things for a while, and he could find time to send them to him this week.

Xie retrieved the word 'good', and then there was no more text.

A few days later, Xie Xun sent him a location, and Song Qingzhou went to Xie Xun's company after looking for it.

Unfortunately, when he was going back, it was raining again. Xie Xun's assistant brought him an umbrella, which happened to be the one he just returned.

What happened next was a bit strange. Song Qingzhou noticed that Xie Xun always asked him to return the umbrella when it was about to rain, and tried his best to delay the time.

When Xie Xun accompanied him down the elevator, Song Qingzhou couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Did you...do it on purpose?"

Xie Xun answered no without changing his face.

"Really not?"

"Ah."

"Okay then." Song Qingzhou lowered her eyes and said, "I'm going abroad tomorrow, so can you take me home today?"

Xie Xun suddenly looked at him, hesitant to speak, Song Qingzhou also looked up at him, the two looked at each other for a while, speechless.

The elevator door opened suddenly, Song Qingzhou came back to his senses, and said: "Let me call a car, thank you for treating me to food." After speaking, he got out of the elevator.

Xie Xun's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he said, "It was on purpose."

Song Qingzhou stopped, turned around, smiled, and said with a little pride: "I knew it." Then he added: "I won't go abroad until a month later."

Although Xie Xun was cheated, he was slightly relieved.

Song Qingzhou came back to him, touched his arm, and said, "let's go, take me home."

It's just that the relationship between the two is still a bit special. Song Qingzhou didn't dare to tell Xin Ran that he secretly went out with Xie Xun on his birthday when he went abroad, but when he came back in the morning, he bumped into Xin Ran. Knows how to muddle through this.

Although he and Xie Xun live in two countries, there is no gap in their relationship. Song Qingzhou didn't tell Xin Ran about it until she graduated from senior year, but Xin Ran said that she knew about it a long time ago and was waiting for him to confess.

After returning to China, the two spent more than two years together before meeting their parents to discuss marriage.

Song Qingzhou thought that he and Xie Xun would live a peaceful life, but he didn't expect that he would completely lose consciousness in a car accident the day after they got married.

Later, he really didn't know anything, he seemed to be asleep, without any consciousness.

"Zhou Zhou?"

Song Qingzhou fell into a deep sleep this time, Xie Xun thought he was just tired, so he didn't call him all the time, it's already eleven o'clock, but he still hasn't woken up.

"Zhouzhou, wake up." He gently rubbed Song Qingzhou's cheek, and put his hand on his forehead.

A layer of cold sweat.

Song Qingzhou's eyelashes trembled two or three times, then he opened his eyes suddenly, panting slightly.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Xie Xun asked.

Song Qingzhou suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, his eyes were a little wet, and he was suddenly a little confused.

So what's going on in all this?

Did the system lie to him?

"Don't cry."

Xie Xun wiped his tears for him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingzhou buried her head in his arms, and said sullenly: "It's just a nightmare, it's okay."

He stroked Song Qingzhou's back comfortingly, and it took a while for the person in his arms to relax.

After washing up, Song Qingzhou and Xie Xun went downstairs. Xie's mother had already prepared lunch. Douding followed Song Qingzhou down the stairs and ran to meow at Xie's mother.

"Douding, your lunch is upstairs, don't come here to act like a baby."

Mother Xie smiled and said, "Maybe he wants to eat some snacks, let's open a can of cat food for him."

Song Qingzhou picked up the cat and didn't intend to give it snacks. He glanced left and right and asked, "Isn't Xie Daddy here?"

"Well, he went out early in the morning, don't care about him, let's have dinner first."

"Yeah, I want to hug Douding up and come down later."

It was after three o'clock in the afternoon that Song Qingzhou and Xie Xun left Xie's house. Song Qingzhou thought about it for a while in the car, but only roughly remembered some things.

"Why have you been in a daze?"

Song Qingzhou recovered, looked at Xie Xun's profile, and asked, "Brother Xun, have you ever had any weird dreams?"

"What did you dream about?"

Song Qingzhou frowned and said, "I dreamed that I had a car accident."

A few days ago, Xie Xun was weird and said that he had a dream that he left, so could there be any connection between their dreams?

Xie Xun frowned and remained silent.

"What's wrong?"

He confided two words briefly: "Funeral."

Song Qingzhou froze for a moment and asked, "Mine?"

Although Xie Xun didn't speak, Song Qingzhou probably had the answer in his heart.

This might be a bit bad, but he comforted Xie Xun and said, "It's okay Brother Xun, the things in the dream won't happen."

After returning home, Song Qingzhou released the two kittens. Xie Xun's mood seemed to be affected a little, and there was some silence along the way. Song Qingzhou hugged him and buried her head in his arms. Xie Xun gently Rubbing his hair.

He finally knew why Xie Xun insisted on keeping him by his side every day.

Although most of that dream was plain, his ending made him feel flustered.

"Okay, we are going to get married now." Song Qingzhou came out of his arms, stood on tiptoe and kissed Xie Xun.

Xie Xun nodded.

Song Qingzhou started to organize the list again, and he found that Xie Xun had added a lot of people to his memo, almost all of whom he knew.

He turned his head and asked with some doubts: "Why do you know them?"

"I remember." Xie Xun said.

He carefully wrote down many things about Song Qingzhou.

"Then your memory is so good." Song Qingzhou nestled in his arms, and couldn't even remember who else he missed. He said, "If you could help me with my homework when I was in high school, you would definitely quick."

Xie Xun rubbed his earlobe.

Song Qingzhou asked suddenly: "Did you get very good grades when you were in school?"

"Generally, not very powerful."

Song Qingzhou didn't believe it, because he seemed to have seen Xie Xun's college entrance examination scores somewhere, so he opened the webpage and directly searched for Xie Xun's college entrance examination scores.

Naked points 720 three.

"That's not normal at all, you liar."

Xie Xun said again: "Because I didn't pass the exam."

Song Qingzhou: "..." I was hit.

Xie Xun rubbed his hair and said, "You are also very good."

Song Qingzhou came out of his arms, put down his mobile phone, touched his cheek with both hands and said, "Okay, stop this topic."

"Ah."

Song Qingzhou looked into his deep eyes, leaned closer and touched his thin lips lightly, then narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Can you help me work tomorrow, Brother Xun?"

Although he is a bit overqualified, but with Xie Xun, his work efficiency must be very high.

"salary?"

Song Qingzhou thought for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "200 yuan an hour can't be more."

"That's not it."

Song Qingzhou was a little numb from his stare, and the facts told him that Xie Xun's purpose seemed not simple.

"No, no, wait until you finish helping me."

"can."

Although he had expected that Song Qingzhou would play tricks, it didn't matter, because he could stay with Song Qingzhou all day tomorrow.