I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 167 Divorce
From the bottom of Shen Yichen's eyes, she saw a moment of blankness, but she didn't feel very happy or happy.

"No matter what you were doing for it, you are my enemy when you help the Ning family, and I can't continue to live like a fool with you." She blinked her panting eyes, "Thank you for giving me a few Moon's dream."

She handed over the signed divorce agreement to Shen Yichen, but when he refused to accept it, Song Qingyue put it in front of Shen Yichen's desk, stood up, "Sign it, don't drag each other along."

Once the lie was exposed, she couldn't hold on anymore.

During these days, she was too greedy for everything she ever wanted, so she has been refusing to face reality.

"It's so easy to get together, I have nothing left, Shen Yichen, I can't afford to play with you."

She turned her back to the person behind her, her eyes were full of water, and she resisted not falling.

If it wasn't for the fact that the child was gone and he woke her up severely, she might continue to escape from reality and immerse herself in the illusion he wove.

Song Qingyue knew him well, and Shen Yichen also knew Song Qingyue very well, so he knew what to do to make Song Qingyue fall as soon as possible, knowing what she wanted, he would give it to her.

He deceived Ning Xiaoyuan and himself with a gentle mask.

"I believe in you, maybe you are sincere to this child, you love him very much, there is no doubt about it." Her voice trembled slightly, "I also believe that everything you do is to make us happy Let’s be together well, I’m sorry, I can’t accept it.”

"I can't accept your selfish feelings, and I can't accept that you have been deceiving me."

"From the beginning to the end, I can't tell whether you are possessive of me or you really love me."

The people behind hadn't spoken a word, Song Qingyue closed her eyes forcefully, forcing back the hot tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.

In the study

Shen Yichen looked at the divorce agreement in a daze, and gently stroked Juanxiu's signature with his long, slender fingers.

The soup on the table still had hot mist rising slowly, and a thin layer of water droplets formed from the edge of the bowl.

His throat was itchy, and he coughed twice. Under the dim light, his outline was not very clear, and the edges and corners of his face were blurred and blurred.

Sitting alone in the study for a long time, the computer was turned on, and the faint blue light refracted into the deep dark pupils without a trace of emotion.

"Mr. Shen, when will you come back to America?"

"Wells, I won't go back for a while."

The person on the other side of the computer had skin as white as jade, short chestnut hair, three-dimensional facial features as sharp as a knife, deep-set eyes, and blue pupils, like crystal clear sapphires, without any impurities.

He frowned, "Mr. Shen, you know the current situation even if I don't tell you, you must rush back to the United States as soon as possible."

"I know, but I have more important things to do now."

"What could be more important than this? You're too crazy to make fun of this!"

The long fingers clasped on the armrest of the office chair, tapped lightly in a rhythmic and regular manner, and his face remained unchanged, "It's more important than this. If I give up, I will regret it very much."

"I don't want to leave regrets for myself."

"Regret? Is it... the young mistress Shao Ming was talking about, your wife?"

"Ah."

"OK, why don't you tell your wife the truth? It doesn't conflict at all, does it?"

Shen Yichen's eyes sank, his face remained unchanged, "I know what to do, Wells, I won't be returning to the United States in a short time, and you don't need to persuade me anymore."

He cut off the video, and the room was quiet again.

Looking at the divorce agreement on the table, her black eyes were as dark as ink.

……

On July 7, the sun was fine and cloudless.

She and Shen Yichen were waiting to be called at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and saw the sweet and affectionate young couples who came to receive the certificates, and also saw the couples who were once deeply in love finally become strangers.

While waiting, the two were surprisingly quiet, and no one spoke.

Going through divorce procedures is much faster than getting a marriage certificate, changing from a red marriage certificate to a green divorce certificate.

The moment Song Qingyue got it, she couldn't help but feel tears in her eyes.

After stepping out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Shen Yichen suddenly said, "You are free."

"Yeah, I'm free..." It's just that the price of this freedom is too heavy for her to bear.

Suddenly, she was wrapped into a warm embrace, and through the thin shirt, she could hear the warm beating heart.

The familiar cold fragrance was mixed with the taste of nicotine, and she heard the man's mellow voice whispering in her ear, "Hold me for the last time."

Song Qingyue stretched out her hand and hugged his waist back, closed her eyes, and her eyelashes were slightly moist.

After a long time, Shen Yichen let go, with cold brows, and said expressionlessly, "Let's go."

She took a deep look at Shen Yichen for the last time, went down the steps first, and walked forward slowly.

At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was still covered with a bit of hazy mist, the light was mottled, and the thin and thin figure was even more blurred, making it difficult to see clearly.

The quilt-cold lips were slightly pulled, and a crack appeared on the originally dull face.

He watched Song Qingyue leave without looking back, until another person stepped forward and took her away, and Shen Yichen looked away.

Song Qingyue still left his life after all. She did a good job and never looked back or cried.

The steps down the steps became more and more heavy, and the eyes were red.

The heart tightened suddenly, and the pain of suffocation filled the limbs.

Since it was her choice, Shen Yichen respected her.

Since then, the mountains are high and the waters are wide, and they will never meet again.

……

Song Qingyue held the divorce certificate in her hand and kept her head down, silent.

Jin Jingyu, who was worried about her, was afraid that she would be so bored, so he parked the car on the bank of the river, and said, "If you are sad, just cry, just cry hard."

She lowered her head and shook her head slightly.

"Do you regret it?"

Eyes flickering slightly, Song Qingyue opened her mouth with a hoarse voice, "I don't regret it, the two of us have come to an end, it's useless to force it, it will only cause more pain."

She didn't lose to anyone, she just lost to Shen Yichen and Yiyi.

She no longer wants to think about how sincere Shen Yichen is to her, she has no energy to toss about.

"Take me to see her." She swallowed, and said with difficulty, "I want to see Yu Ziqin."

Without saying anything, Jin Jingyu drove her to the place where Yu Ziqin was placed.

It is a small folk courtyard, and the branches of the pomegranate tree in the courtyard extend beyond the wall.

Pushing open the iron gate and entering the yard, the leaves swayed and rustled with the wind.

The small courtyard was clean and elegant, and Jin Jingyu really did not treat Yu Ziqin badly, entertaining her with delicious food and drink.

Song Qingyue said, "Don't follow me in, I want to talk to her alone."

"En." Jin Jingyu didn't follow her in, but waited in the courtyard.

Pushing open the door, Song Qingyue glanced at Yu Ziqin who was eating cherries in the room.

The years seem to have treated her particularly favorably, without leaving too many traces of aging on her body.

Seeing her, Yu Ziqin became alert, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll come and see you and..." Song Qingyue glanced at her belly uncertainly, "and the child in your belly, my brother."

Yu Ziqin felt hairy under her gloomy gaze, and subconsciously covered her stomach with her hands. Song Qingyue casually paced into the room and sat opposite her.

He smiled, "Let me think about it, your stomach is four or five months old, right?"

"That's great, this little guy will be born in a few months."

Yu Ziqin frowned, and snorted coldly in disgust, "Stop talking to me in a weird way here! What did you bring me here for?!"

"What are you doing? Of course it's to help you raise your baby better." Song Qingyue's eyes curved slightly, and a smile spread across her lips, "Look, it's quiet and comfortable here, the air is fresh, no one will disturb you, isn't it to make you better Are you raising a baby?"

"Stop talking nonsense with me! Little bitch, what are you thinking in your heart that I don't know? You don't have a child, so don't try to plot against me like crazy!"

"Good scolding, I'm a little bitch, what are you?"

"Old bitch?"

"You're so cheap and mean. How can I have a mother like you? I'd be ashamed to say it."

"Song Qingyue!" Yu Ziqin was the least happy to see Song Qingyue, she looked like that short-lived ghost.

"What are you shouting for? Am I right in front of you?" Song Qingyue sneered, lowering her head and stroking her flat belly. "A month ago, I also had a little life here."

"If nothing goes wrong, he's almost here in this world."

"But he's gone, he's gone..." Song Qingyue frowned in pain, clenched her hands covering her belly tightly, and she looked at Yu Ziqin with hatred, "You killed him!"

"My child was killed by you! Vicious woman!"

"I...I didn't..." Yu Ziqin looked at Song Qingyue's red eyes and felt guilty.

"It's you! It's all you! I'm going to kill you!" Song Qingyue strangled her neck excitedly, "You killed my child! It was you five years ago, and it will be you again five years later. Kill you now!"

"Why are you doing this to me! Ah!" Yu Ziqin struggled to breathe, her face flushed, "I am also your daughter, and my child is also your nephew! Why can't you let him go!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"Help... help..."

Yu Ziqin was pushed down to the ground by her, holding Song Qingyue's slender wrists, and kicking her legs, the arc of her struggle became smaller and smaller.

"Qingyue!" Jin Jingyu ran in after hearing the quarrel in the room. Seeing this scene, he rushed forward to pull Song Qingyue away, "Calm down, Qingyue!"

"I'm going to kill her! It's her who caused me! I'm going to kill her!"

Song Qingyue was stupefied, pinching Yu Ziqin's neck, refusing to listen to any consolation.

If it was before, Jin Jingyu would not stop him, he would be very happy to see Song Qingyue willing to do something to those who hurt her.

But now, he knew that if Song Qingyue really indulged in doing this, she would definitely suffer the most afterwards.

He couldn't tear her away, seeing that Yu Ziqin was about to suffocate to death, Jin Jingyu ruthlessly slashed the back of her neck.

The hand holding Yu Ziqin's neck gradually loosened, and she fell down weakly.

Jin Jingyu hugged the unconscious person into his arms with distress, kicked the person lying on the ground, "Get out if you're not dead!"

Yu Ziqin, who had just walked through the gate of hell, retched, clutching her mouth, and crawled up in embarrassment.

Her lower abdomen was in pain, she looked at the person in Jin Jingyu's arms, pointed at Song Qingyue weakly and said, "This little bastard! You actually want to kill me!"

"Get out!" If it wasn't for holding Song Qingyue, Jin Jingyu would definitely kick her hard.

The hostility in his eyes surged, and Jin Jingyu didn't hide his killing intent. He gave Yu Ziqin a hard look, "Don't push too hard! If I wasn't afraid of making her uncomfortable, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

"If you can't learn to keep your mouth shut, I will make you regret coming to this world, get out!"

Yu Ziqin has been imprisoned here for a while. She has seen how ruthless this young man in front of her is. She has seen this man deal with those gangsters in the past with cruel, violent and bloody methods.

Now being yelled at by him like this, Yu Ziqin's body trembled suddenly, and she leaned on the wall to go out in fear.

(End of this chapter)