Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 305 Nan Song: "I may be caught in the vortex of bullshit romantic love."

Zhou Shuwei didn't hide it, she admitted it generously.

"It's a pity, because he has something to fly to Paris tomorrow, and we probably won't see each other for half a month."

"Oh"

Seeing Nan Song's nonchalant responses, Zhou Shuwei could see that she was absent-minded.

"what happened to you?"

"It's all right."

Zhou Shuwei frowned: "You seem to be okay? If you're really okay, what are you doing playing videos for me at night? You have a sad face, do you think I can't see it?"

Nan Song took the pillow next to him and put it behind his waist, and adjusted his posture.

"I just kind of don't know how to say it."

Zhou Shuwei stared at Nan Song on the screen for five seconds.

"No, have you really encountered something? How could you be so indecisive and hesitant before? What's the matter?"

Being urged by Zhou Shuwei, Nan Song had no choice but to make up his mind.

After a while, I finally choked out a sentence: "I feel like I may have fallen into the vortex of bullshit romantic love."

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When Nan Song finished, Zhou Shuwei spat out two words in a disdainful tone: "That's it?"

Nan Song was taken aback by her question: "Why is this and that? Isn't this enough?"

"Haven't you already fallen into the vortex of bullshit romantic love? You only found out now when you co-authored it?"

Nan Song: "Nonsense, how could I be so early?"

Zhou Shuwei showed an awkward but polite smile on the camera side: "Sister, have you heard the saying that the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders, right?"

Nan Song moved his lips, but he didn't say anything after all.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Shuwei continued to ask: "Tell me, what happened recently? If nothing happened, you wouldn't react like this."

Nan Song sighed, put on a flat face and told Zhou Shuwei everything that happened that night.

5 minutes later--

"I actually took care of the drunk Shen Du, can you believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it? You are his wife, and you were the only one beside him at the time. If you don't take care of him, who will take care of him? Could it be that you can still call Chen Zhu and ask him to take care of him?"

"Don't tell me, I really thought about it at the time. In the end, if I didn't think Chen Zhu was too much trouble at night, I would have made that call."

Zhou Shuwei: "...you woman, you really have no heart."

Nan Song's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and her expression was a little serious.

"You said that I was the only one beside him at the time, so I could only take care of him. The truth is true, but in the past, even if I was the only one around him, I would not take care of him, and even Let's take advantage of the fire and bully him."

Zhou Shuwei had a look of resentment: "You said it yourself, that was before, and now it's different."

"I know that some places are different from before, but... but I always feel that this shit romantic love is coming too fast and I'm not ready yet."

"What are you afraid of? When love comes, you have to accept it bravely. Renyue Lao directly balled up the red thread in his hand and smashed it on your head. Do you still want to refuse? It's not like your style to be so timid."

"Although I really don't want to admit it, I seem to be a bit timid about this matter. I just found out. Damn, I can't accept it."

Zhou Shuwei first rolled her eyes unceremoniously.

But then I thought about it, yes, saying that fear has never been Nan Song's character, and she herself said that she was cowardly, which means that she was really a little cowardly this time.

"Then what worries you the most?" Zhou Shuwei asked.

Nan Song bit his lower lip lightly with his white teeth, and after thinking for a moment, he simply reached out and pulled the pillow behind his waist away, and then sat upright.

There was a serious expression on her face that she had never seen before.

"The thing that worries me the most is that I know that Shen Du is already treating me well, but I don't know if there is a mixture of sincerity and acting. If not, how should I judge? If so, then How much is sincerity, and how much is acting."

"The more I feel that he is treating me well, the more I think about how long he can treat me, for a while? Or for a lifetime? There is one thing that I don't want to admit all the time. It's a bit heartless, but it's only now that I realize that I'm not invulnerable, and I can't forget the cruel words he said to me on the wedding night two years ago."

"I just sometimes think it's too unreal when I think about it. Someone once said to you that it is impossible to give you love in this life, and now he says he likes you. This feeling is too unreal."

As Nan Song was talking, his eyes drooped slightly, as if mustering up a lot of courage, he said the next thing.

"The most frightening thing is that even I myself have gradually fallen, and I have already felt it very clearly. While I was struggling with what he once said, I couldn't refuse him to treat me well, and I also wanted to treat him well. .”

"Take the incident of Shen Du getting drunk tonight as an example. I'm not exaggerating. If it happened before, I would really ignore him. After all, he has treated me like this before."

"On the night I returned home from Los Angeles last August, I was sleepy on the way home. Before I fell asleep, I specifically told him to wake me up when he got home, but he didn't. He left me alone in the car and slept until the early hours of the morning. I woke up, and my neck was stiff for several days, and that night he insisted on having sex regardless of my neck pain."

"There are actually many things like this that ignore my feelings. At that time, I knew he didn't like me, so he would force me, so every time we saw a trick, the two of us would fight each other. According to my big Scorpio personality , The psychology of revenge is very heavy, you know me, you know this."

"So tonight he was drunk, I could have treated him like he did to me before, even worse, but when I realized it, I even cooked mung bean soup and fed it to him, you said this Why on earth? Why should I send him home? Why should I cook mung bean soup for him?"

The more Nan Song said, the more excited she became, the corner of the pillow in her arms was pinched tightly by her slender and white fingers.

Seeing this, Zhou Shuwei quickly comforted Mao: "Songsong, Songsong, it's okay, please calm down first, let's analyze it slowly."

Nan Song breathed a sigh of relief and blinked: "Did I get emotional just now?"

Zhou Shuwei looked at her lovingly from the camera: "My baby, what do you think?"

"I didn't notice it at all. I thought I was quite calm."

(End of this chapter)