After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

To Gong Qi, the word "quarrel" seems too close. Moreover, she never finds herself unhappy. She simply doesn't communicate with her if she has different views and positions. Such things as quarrel rarely happen to her except her disheartened brother at home.

So he immediately retorted, "don't compete with a fool, but it always takes time for the fool to distinguish. I don't think this can be defined as a quarrel."

As soon as her voice fell, the little meow followed by her footsteps retorted, "it's actually a quarrel."

The voice of Nuo Nuo came from under him. Gong Qi couldn't help stopping his hurried pace and looked down at the little guy. His eyes were full of threat, "what are you talking about?"

The little girl immediately pursed her lips, cleverly blinked her eyes and stopped talking.

In this short pause, the man behind him chased out of the mall and grabbed her arm, "let's talk."

His eyes were red with blood, and even his voice was buzzing with a thick nasal sound.

As soon as Gong Qi saw his decadent appearance, he was annoyed for no reason. He broke away with one hand and pulled Xiaomiao to speed up his pace. "Mr. Gu, you have to blame yourself for living in the past. That's your personal business. There's nothing to talk about between us."

Without hesitation, she took a firm step.

Gu Zheng caught up with him again. He held back his emotions and stretched out his hand to stop the man. "I only ask you if what you just said is true?"

Seeing him like this, Gong Qi smiled contemptuously after a short pause, put his hands around his chest, looked up and down and asked, "what do you think?"

His arms fell down, as if he had finally recognized the reality, and his sight fell to the ground. He said faintly, "go."

Gong Qi snorted, raised his chin, looked arrogant and cynical, "I'm gone. Are you going to go to the bar to get drunk and pull an unknown woman out of the phone to roll the sheets, so as to vent your self righteous sadness?"

Seeing that the man didn't speak, her face darkened at the speed visible to the naked eye, and opened calmly and pointedly: "do you know what an ostrich is? You're just like them. "

She cut off the call with Lu Yao and put her mobile phone back in her pocket. Then she quickly took Xiaomiao with an indifferent and cold face.

"Mr. Gu, I think my relationship with you can only stop here. In the future, the road will face the sky and each side will go. We have different ideas, and we don't even need to be friends. "

Although it was a little hard to finish, in order to avoid Xiaomiao getting angry at this time, he picked up the little guy with both hands and left with a big stride.

On the way back, Xiaomiao bumped in Gong Qi's arms, as if she understood her mood. This time, she rarely cried, but just held her neck and stared at the lonely figure.

"Uncle Gu Zheng is really poor." She shook her head and sighed like a little adult.

Gong Qi didn't agree and corrected lightly, "Xiaomiao, people who suffer for themselves don't deserve the word pity."

Under the bright light of the street, the man's broken hair on his forehead was tossed up and down by the wind. He took two steps forward, leaned against a street tree, took his mobile phone out of his pocket, and dialed a series of numbers according to his memory.

As usual, the voice of call failure rang without hesitation.

He was still lying quietly on the blacklist of her address book.

Staring at the darkening mobile phone screen, he suddenly raised his lips with self mockery and repeatedly recalled what had happened about 20 minutes ago.

Because he had promised Xiaomiao before and had reason to escape the bombardment of his family, he took Xiaomiao out of the palace after new year's Eve dinner.

After watching the New Year movie, he made an appointment with Gong Qi on the phone and waited at the door of a dessert shop.

By the way, he bought Xiaomiao her favorite dessert. Seeing that she ate chocolate all over her mouth, he laughed and stretched out his hand to wipe it. At this time, Gong Qi happened to come and despised it low, "no paper?"

Looking at the chocolate sauce on his fingertips, the woman frowned. Then she took a paper towel from her bag and wiped it.

Little meow looked up and giggled, "my mommy has a mania for cleanliness."

This picture, coincidentally and unbiased, just fell into the eyes of Qi Feng who was about to step into the store.

She looked stiff, her fingers subconsciously fastened the belt, and looked at each other quietly with the three people not far away. Finally, as if possessed by magic, he retreated, turned his head and ran away.

I don't know what I'm avoiding.

Gu Zheng reacts and subconsciously raises his feet to chase, but Gong Qi stops him.

They couldn't argue. Finally, the woman calmly and indifferently told him: "Qi Feng is shangrui's woman now."

This sentence, like a thunder, hit the man's heart, forcing him to rest suddenly. It took him a long time to relax. With shock and anger, he asked her, "what are you talking about?"

Gong Qi is a realist and hates the life of self deception and self pity.

She thought that being an ostrich was a stupid and cowardly thing to avoid pain, so in the end, she told him firmly and sincerely again, "Qi Feng is already Shang Rui's woman. What qualifications do you have to catch up? Can you compare with Shang Rui? "

This was not meant to be ironic. For her, it was just a calm narration of the facts.

Then Gu Zheng's reaction disappointed her.

The man broke away and tried to be brave: "impossible."

He almost immediately blushed his eyes, clearly believed it in his heart, but he wanted to deceive himself.

"Believe it or not." Gong Qi's cold eyes didn't look at him much. He took Xiaomiao's hand and went out.

Thinking together, the man hung his lips sadly and lonely. Then he opened the address book, found a number in the full contacts up and down, and pressed the dial.

It rang for a moment and was picked up. There came a coquettish and charming voice of a woman and shouted, "brother Zheng..."

"What can I do for you during the Chinese new year?" A woman's voice is as soft as water.

At this moment, Gong Qi's "ostrich theory" suddenly echoed in his mind. What he wanted to say was stuck in his throat. After listening to the questioning there for a long time, he suddenly calmed down, looked up at the front, and smiled on the empty street.

"Nothing. I just wish you a happy new year."

He finished and hung up quickly before he could speak again.

With a long breath of fog, he left the tree trunk he leaned against and walked to the car parked on the side of the road.

After getting on the bus, he turned on the air conditioner, and a heat flow jumped out. He reluctantly eased his mood. After a moment of silence, he dialed Shao Yunchen.

"Do you know about Qi Feng and Shang Rui?"

At the other end of the phone, silence replaced answer.

He nodded slightly and smiled. He didn't mean to blame, but he said firmly and decisively: "when I'm a brother, give me her address in Kyoto."

After a pause, he explained plainly, "don't worry, I won't make trouble."

Shao Yunchen at the other end of the phone stood in front of his windowsill, listening to his low and dull voice. He was very depressed, "find a place and let's talk."