Race on the Head of the Ex [Rebirth]

At 0 o'clock on September 20.

He Qingqi, a well-known director who was administratively detained for 15 days for drug abuse, was released from the detention center in city a.

At this time, it was raining lightly, and suddenly the wind blew with a hint of coolness, and the camphor trees on both sides of the street were rustling.

The rain is heavy.

Not many people came to pick up He Qingqi, but there were also a lot of people, a few close friends, father He Dongche, brother He Qingzhou, her assistant Lin Fan, plus a few driver bodyguards.

He Qingqi raised his eyes and looked at them one by one, then lowered his head. Accompanied by the police, his eyes were lost, and he stood there with low eyebrows, so quiet that there was no trace of usual pride and rebellion.

Upon seeing this, Lin Fan hurried over with an umbrella.

He Qingzhou sighed and took a step forward to put on the coat prepared in advance for her.

"It's autumn, be careful of catching cold."

He Qingqi just hung his head and said nothing.

Her cheeks are sunken, her lips are chapped, and the hair on her forehead is soaked in rain, which is described as withered and embarrassed.

The father and son, who expected her to listen to something on weekdays, suddenly felt very uncomfortable in their hearts.

"It's all over..." He Qingzhou frowned, supported He Qingqi's shoulders, with unprecedented seriousness in his eyes, and promised her: "You believe brother, brother will help you get justice."

He will never let go of the one who hurt his sister, even if it was the other sister he had seen since he was a child.

He Qingqi evoked a sarcasm.

Justice?

She was very confused and very tired. She didn't want to care about the right and wrong, framed up, or really happened. She didn't want to see anyone at this moment, but just wanted to be alone, quietly and quietly.

"Let me go quietly?" He Qingqi, who was silent for a long while, frowned and frowned, and then shook his head and sighed deeply, full of frustration and weakness: "Let me be quiet. Right."

Her face was full of lifelessness, and the handsome face that countless people had boasted was clouded over. Half inserted in his trouser pocket, brushing He Qingzhou's hand, bowing his head and striding forward, letting the coat on his shoulder slip off, falling onto his leg, and finally hitting the ground, being soaked by the flowing sewage.

He Qingzhou stretched out his hand to grab the coat, but it was only a moment later.

The crowd voluntarily gave way for He Qingqi, and after regaining their senses, they followed her one after another, and the crowd was crushed and dispersed.

He Qingzhou stayed in place, staring at the filthy black high-definition coat, then turned his head and chased after him.

The matter has been fermenting for nearly half a month, and the city has been full of ups and downs. You can see things about He Qingqi taking drugs everywhere, and...

He Qingqi derailed Zhuo Zhiwei.

He Qingqi also couldn't understand why everything was so sudden and so... caught off guard, as if everything about her was ruined overnight.

Inexplicably, she lay with a friend who hadn't seen her for a long time. She had somehow had a relationship with the other party. She was inexplicably photographed by the reporters who swarmed up, and inexplicably found drugs in her residence.

He Qingqi still remembered that she panicked and blocked the dazzling light, and subconsciously looked down at the naked body, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she was even more panicked when she saw the people around her.

The breakable kiss, the smooth touch, the cold moon-like whiteness, and the scratches on the back reminded her that all this happened in reality.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" He Qingqi pulled the quilt to block his body, picked up the ashtray on the bedside table and threw it towards the door.

Without throwing anyone, the ashtray fell to the ground and shattered with a "boom", causing the surrounding reporters to pause for a moment, then intensified the shooting.

He Qingqi suffered a great pain in her head. She shook her face, covering her head in pain, frowning, and biting her lip.

How dare these reporters treat her like this on weekdays, she was obviously hired and she was calculated.

He Qingqi's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils flickered, and he couldn't believe it.

The day before, she was clearly with her wife, Fang Xuanyao.

Obviously, she was calculated by her good wife and sold for a good price.

That night, she and Fang Xuanyao had an appointment at her favorite restaurant, where she filed for a divorce with each other.

He Qingqi has loved Fang Xuanyao for sixteen years, chased her for four years, and was married for ten years. No matter how passionate the relationship is, it can't be worth the coldness of each other day after day. She hates unresponsiveness more than anyone else.

He Qingqi couldn't understand, since he didn't love, why did he marry her in the first place?

Fortunately, after ten years, she finally hit the south wall, she died, and she understood that no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to cover Fang Xuanyao's stone heart.

He Qingqi felt that perhaps they should be separated for a period of time and calmly consider whether this marriage is still necessary to continue.

For He Qingqi, making this decision was difficult, but she decided to let go, letting go of Fang Xuanyao and herself.

Therefore, He Qingqi decided to have a good talk with Fang Xuanyao.

She asked Fang Xuanyao to eat at her favorite restaurant, drank some wine, and solemnly apologized to her:

"Sister Xuanyao." She called her that.

"I'm sorry..." She was a little incoherent, and her eyes were sincere as she was a teenager: "I don't know if there is something wrong with our way of getting along. Obviously, when you said you were going to marry me, I was so happy... I don't know. Why did we get to this point."

"Perhaps I did not do well enough to let you down." He Qingqi tilted her head and did not dare to look at Fang Xuanyao. She was afraid that she would be reluctant, and gradually choked up a little: "I used to, really, really really wanted to. Staying with you forever, but we..."

"Let's get a divorce."

Then, He Qingqi lost consciousness.

Then, early the next morning, He Zhuo Zhiwei was caught and raped in bed.

So, what is this, waste utilization?

He Qingqi was not as discouraged, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her friend and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Her friend is Zhuo Zhiwei, an actress in the circle who is famous for her cleansing and self-cleanliness. The only scandal happened with her shortly after her debut. She has been in the circle for ten years and has swept major domestic and international awards. The future is limitless.

Once this incident was spread, it would undoubtedly be a devastating blow to Zhuo Zhiwei's career.

There was a mess in He Qingqi's mind, and he subconsciously quickly pulled over the sheets, hugged Zhuo Zhiwei, asked her to bury her face in her neck, and then wrapped herself and the other party tightly. He looked around vigilantly, blocking the face of the person in his arms tightly.

As if in this way, she could make others blind to Zhuo Zhiwei's face, and she could bear the consequences alone.

"I am sorry…"

She closed her eyes, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and the click of the camera was endless.

But even so, these photos are enough to prove a problem like the public.

She, He Qingqi, cheated.

And is an addict.

During the half month of being detained, He Qingqi waited for Fang Xuanyao to come and give her an explanation all the time, but it was in vain. The person didn't even want to see her, and her heart gradually became cold.

He Qingqi has always acted decisively, but this time he accidentally committed procrastination. Regardless of the mess she left behind, after sending a message to Zhuo Zhiwei, he bought a plane ticket to go abroad, and it took six months to leave.

For half a year, she almost severed all contact with the outside world. She nestled in a small town in New Zealand and worked in a restaurant. Although her life was a bit poor and hard, she was fortunate enough to be stable.

No one here knows her name, her past, and no one secretly points to her, or despises or dislikes her.

However, on a quiet night, a drunkard came to the restaurant. He was not ready to pay, and he wore a gun on his waist. He Qingqi did not notice at first. The anger and anger of the past few days erupted like volcanic magma, but fortunately later The boss showed up in time, with surprises and no dangers.

When He Qingqi got into the car and put her head on the steering wheel, tears were finally in her eyes. In the quiet night, there was only the sound of her sobbing and sobbing.

World affairs, except life and death, which one is not nosy? Since the age of twelve, He Qingqi has never been greedy for life but afraid of death. Suddenly, as if a dream is awakening, the clouds of thousands of miles are opened.

She bought a return flight ticket, and finally decided to ask. Regardless of other things, she still owes Zhuo Zhiwei at least one argument.

"I want to see her." He Qingqi said blankly while standing in He Qingzhou's office.

He Qingzhou frowned: "This..." His sister was very happy to think about it, but Fang Xuanyao was a thorn in He Qingxi's heart. He was really afraid that his sister would do stupid things.

"I want to see her." He Qingqi repeated. She blinked and laughed at herself: "At least, I want to know why she treats me like this."

"The person I love personally sent me to someone else's bed and performed such a big show. Don't I even have the right to have a statement?"

Snake hits seven inches, and He Qingzhou’s seven inches, He Qingqi grabbed a quasi: "He Qingzhou, aren’t you my brother?"

He Qingzhou finally compromised and sent He Qingqi to Fang's downstairs, which was recently rebuilt.

He Qingqi looked up at the building dazedly, as if the blood had stopped flowing in an instant.

This is Fang's. She knows that it was acquired by other companies only in her freshman year, but now she has become Fang's again.

She suddenly knew that Fang Xuanyao obviously didn't love her, why did she marry her...

Just, why is it her? Just because she loves Fang Xuanyao, she deserves to be cheated of money and sex?

Fang Ji and Fang Xuanyao were just about to get off work, and they met with He Qingqi.

The woman was as exquisite and beautiful as usual, but she was stunned for a moment when she saw He Qingqi, and then walked in front of her with the arrogant and dismissive posture that she had loved miserably.

He Qingqi's eyes were covered with ashes, and the courage he had mentioned earlier, and the heart building he had done well before, suddenly disappeared. Her lips were pale, and her face was staring horribly at the woman she had loved for half a lifetime.

She didn't say anything, but He Qingqi understood the other party's answer, her lips moved for a long time, and she couldn't utter a word.

The person she had loved so much was separated only by the door, separated by the security guard, but separated from her by an insurmountable ditch.

He Qingqi thought blankly, this person is so strange.

Fang Xuanyao's eyes flashed unbearable, and then it was cold again, and finally became decisive. She took a stack of materials from the assistant and threw it to He Qingqi, and said calmly: "It's just right, you signed it. ."

It was a divorce agreement and evidence that He Qingqi was the wrong party.

In China, same-sex marriage is now possible, and same-sex marriage laws are more stringent, and the wrong party is even more merciless.

Fang Xuanyao's work is unstoppable, and He Qingqi had already understood clearly before coming.

She was photographed by a reporter who broke in. Her father and brother had to pay a big price to buy out the photos. Fang Xuanyao used the money and the money he had earned after ten years of marriage to rebuild the Fang clan, but at the same time they ruined it. The lives of Zhuo Zhiwei and her.

As long as the divorce agreement is signed, as the joint property of the husband and wife, there will be a few real estate left in her name.

He Qingqi raised her eyes and saw that the man looked like a fool, with a sarcasm at the corner of her mouth. Her heart was sore that her lips trembled, but she said nothing.

The woman she had loved for half a lifetime, but eventually ruined her, left her without a trace of nostalgia.

"After signing, send it to Fang's front desk."

Fang Xuanyao looked at her with her head high, and left surrounded by a group of elites in suits and leather shoes.

He Qingqi stared at her back closely, and she—

Never looked back.

After signing the divorce agreement the next day, He Qingqi did not send it to the front desk as Fang Xuanyao instructed. Instead, he went to a cafe downstairs of Fang's and once again plucked up the courage to beat Fang Xuanyao. Calls.

"I'm at the corner cafe now."

"I'm very busy and don't want to see you."

"This time for the last time."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, "Okay."

After the phone was hung up, He Qingqi was drinking coffee and suddenly smiled. How stupid she was before could not hear the undisguised impatience in that voice.

She looked at the agreement and couldn't help being silent. This was what she wanted six months ago. The original intention was to let each other be free, but now it has become the culprit who crushed her good memories.

Everything was a scam, and she was the stupidest fool in a scam, she felt that way for the first time.

Fang Xuanyao arrived soon, frowned and looked at He Qingqi indifferently.

"Didn't it just ask you to hand it over to the front desk?"

The arrogant tone and the lofty posture are very familiar.

He Qingqi was silent for a moment and passed the things over.

"why."

"what why."

"Why do you treat me like this?" He Qingqi raised his eyes injured and looked at Fang Xuanyao, his eyes filled with tears irresistibly.

"I've never done anything to be sorry for you."

She thought she could treat all this calmly, but she was wrong. After all, this was the girl she had loved for more than ten years. She couldn't help but ask:

"For so many years, haven't you liked me for a moment? You and I are married, is it just that I am the He family?"

"Yes." Fang Xuanyao admitted frankly, with a sneered expression on her face: "There is no single moment when you have been arrogant and domineering since you were a child, no one likes you."

Although I had a premonition in my heart, I heard this person admit that He Qingqi's heart still couldn't help but hurt so badly, and his beautiful eyes were shaky.

"You and I shouldn't be together. Your brother ruined Fang's face without mercy, and your father was cruel and killed my parents."

"Our two families are feuds."

He Qingqi had never heard of this, and she would not listen to the side of a woman who played her around. She didn't comment on it.

However, if what Fang Xuanyao said was the truth, then she didn't believe that Fang Xuanyao's character would be so petty, and she would cheat her enemy's daughter as a way of revenge.

He Qingqi's pupils flickered, and he knowingly asked: "Father's debt is paid?"

Fang Xuanyao was silent for a moment, and for the first time she dared not look directly into He Qingqi's eyes: "No, you are just a springboard."

Sure enough, the other party meant He's.

He Qingqi smiled sarcastically: "So, did you fail?"

Fang Xuanyao did not answer, but the answer was obvious.

The goal has been achieved, so He Qingqi no longer has a reason to entangle with the other party. It's just cheating for money and sex, and it's nothing. She stood up slowly, tears in her eyes, pretending to be calm and still as proud as her usual, holding her neck lightly, like a high king.

Although she lost, their He family won. She stared at Fang Xuanyao, her tone inexplicably firm:

"Fang Xuanyao, you will regret it."

The moment she turned around, the proud mask on her face instantly became fragmented, her whole heart was shaky, and her eyes were instantly replaced by despair.

The love that plagued her whole youth is over.

No one knows how ecstatic she was when Fang Xuanyao promised to marry her back then. She thought she had warmed up a stone heart, but didn't want to. This was a premeditated use from beginning to end.

Fang Xuanyao, you will definitely regret it.

Most definitely.

Fang Xuanyao continued to drink coffee indifferently, watching He Qingqi's shaky back, a trace of irony flashed in her eyes.

I just don't know if it is for He Qingqi or for herself.

Will it?

maybe.

…

He Qingqi walked alone on the street, looking up at the sky, it was another cloudy day with dark clouds.

I don't know if God understood He Qingqi's heartfelt voice, a wind blew, and then a light rain began.

He Qingqi walked forward with a dull gaze. The phone in his pocket vibrated for a long time. He Qingqi reacted consciously, then clicked to answer, and just said: "Hello."

Then there was a familiar and frustrated male voice: "He Qingqi!"

He Qingqi looked back subconsciously, but suddenly felt a thrust: "Go and die!"

"squeak-"

"Boom—"

Everything seemed to happen in an instant. It is said that when the human heart stops beating, the brain will continue to work. He Qingqi is in this state, but she knows that she is dead.

Her eyes seemed to be staring out, looking at the direction of the car, the road was narrow and the person pushing her was Fang Ji, and the person who got out of the car was Fang Xuanyao who was well-dressed.

Seeing that the person hit was He Qingqi, she let out a scream and hugged her head with her hands, like crazy: "Ah..."

Seeing her retreating in horror, He Qingqi suddenly forgot the fear of death. He felt a sense of success in revenge, just like when he deliberately opposed his father and brother when he was a child and watched them frustrated.

She said that Fang Xuanyao would regret it.

Fang Xuanyao said that she had never loved her before, but He Qingqi felt that even if she had never loved her, her feelings for her were very complicated. They slept in the same bed for ten years. In the past ten years, she and Xuan Xuan Yao's heart and lungs, she didn't feel that Fang Xuanyao didn't believe it.

He Qingqi always believed that Fang Xuanyao, who grew up with her, would not be so hard-hearted, watching her being killed by her hand indifferently.

Retribution... This is retribution.

Fang Ji and Fang Xuanyao joined forces to kill her and Zhuo Zhiwei. Now Fang Ji pushed her, and Fang Xuanyao was the one who killed her. The relationship between the two is a cousin and brother, will anyone take this Treated as deliberate murder?

And why Fang Ji gritted her teeth so quickly, He Qingqi's mind turned around quickly, I'm afraid it's...He Qingzhou's credit.

It's just that regardless of whether Fang Ji vented his anger and caused the accident or deliberately murdered, He Qingqi was already dead.

She suddenly became frightened, and a little nervous. What is the world like after death? It’s also a coincidence that she returned due to almost death, and finally left due to death...

However, she owes Zhuo Zhiwei, I am afraid she will pay it back in the next life.

In the end, He Qingqi promised Zhuo Zhiwei the last wish of this life, wishing her stability, happiness, and innocence...

"Xiaoqi! Xiaoqi!" This was the voice of He Qingzhou on the phone.

Then He Qingqi lost consciousness.

…

Outside the mourning hall, He Qingzhou knelt in front of a brazier with a muddy face and a white belt around his waist. He couldn't help throwing paper money into the brazier, not caring about the black smoke coming into his eyes.

He Dongcheer heard of her daughter's accidental death. He was overly distressed for a while. He fainted. He is now rescued in the hospital. In addition, there is a grandmother in her 80s who was kept in the dark.

He Qingzhou and He Qingqi's friends who had been alive stayed with He Qingqi until five o'clock in the evening, packed themselves up, and walked home from the crematorium.

But when I arrived at the gate of the community, I suddenly saw a thin woman waiting outside.

The woman was wearing a mask and couldn't see what she looked like. She had a white short-sleeved T-shirt tied into her jeans, her legs were thin and straight, her eyes were dark, she looked haggard as if she hadn't slept for a long time.

Hearing someone approaching, the woman looked over.

These eyes seem to have known each other before, He Qingzhou thought.

"Where is He Qingqi?"

"You are late."

He Qingzhou laughed miserably when he heard the familiar name, and burst into tears for a moment.

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Zhai Xingmian received the performance fee and participated in an amateur love show nonchalantly, and moved into the heartbeat cabin with a suitcase.

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in love? also may.

It's just a show.

It's just that I met an old acquaintance by accident.

The old acquaintance has changed a little bit.

She also fell in love with the same person in the play.

The two of them are full of taste, and the tips of their needles do not give in to the magnificence.

Fans on both sides were also torn apart, and they couldn't talk. Even if the show ended and the heat dissipated for a long time, they had to step on each other at intervals.

Some people say that Zhai Shen's discord is a problem left over from history.

Unexpectedly, someone in a foreign country accidentally took such a group of videos.

The drunk Zhai Xingmian leaned against Shen Tiong's shoulders, with a languid and charming posture, panting with carelessness, and every sound fell on Shen Tired's heart steadily.

Shen Juan's eyes burned like fire, and finally, he sealed it with a kiss.

Zhai Xingmian posted on Weibo that night: This is a problem left over from history.

Note: This article is also known as "After holding hands successfully", "I met an ex-girlfriend on a blind date show", "Grabbing a man with an ex-girlfriend"