Waiting for you to fall a flower

For the next few days, Jing Ya would bring a glass of iced pear water into the study every night, but he never mentioned the divorce again.

She didn't say, he didn't ask, he didn't ask, she didn't say, it was like a tacit understanding, but no one knew what the other party was thinking.

Ye Beicheng's cough was almost over, but he couldn't help but cough for that glass of iced pear water every night. It was really fake, fake, and in the end, even he couldn't tell whether he was sick or not.

Every night, the door of the study was pushed open. He looked forward to it and was worried. When the door was pushed open, he could see her. But when he saw her, he was afraid that she would bring up the matter of divorce again.

"My cough is over. I don't need to cook this for me tomorrow night."

Ye Beicheng said without looking up at her eyes.

He rejected her because he didn't want to be tortured by her anymore, and his days of worry tormented him, so he decided to make a decision. If she wanted to say it, he couldn't escape it.

"Oh... Okay." Jing Ya nodded, "Then you should be busy. I'm going out."

Seeing that she had no intention of divorcing again, Ye Beicheng heaved a sigh of relief and his tone became much softer, "Thank you for your trouble these days."

"It's okay, it should be." Jing Ya stopped and did not look back.

Perhaps this estrangement and politeness made each other strange, but between him and her, it was really to this strange point.

When Jing Ya returned to her room, tears began to fall. This kind of respectful marriage was not what she wanted. She could feel Ye Beicheng's caution, and she could also feel her own impatience. However, everything had a cause and effect. She knew what she should do.

The next night, she still pushed open the door of his study, but this time, she dressed up.

Ye Beicheng raised his head when he heard the sound of footsteps. The moment he saw Jing Ya, his eyes lit up. Tonight, she moved him.

She was dressed in a creamy white nightgown with large red peonies embroidered on her face. Her collar was slightly open, revealing her fair skin. Her long, silky hair was tied behind her head, and a few piles of broken hair hung from her ears, making her face even fairer and more attractive.

Her eyes were like a river of spring water tonight, rippling gently. When she looked at him, there was a tenderness, and her red lips were slightly opened, as if there were thousands of words, but there was nothing to say.

As she approached him step by step, he smelled a familiar and excited fragrance. It was the perfume he had given her, the famous french brand shalimor. He told her that this was a fragrance that no man could resist. She told him that I would not let any man smell it on me except in front of you at night.

In fact, she did. She never used this perfume during the day, except for one drop after the shower at night.

"North city..." She called his name softly. It had been many days since she had called his name in such a gentle voice.

Ye Beicheng looked up and looked at the woman in front of him, her voice surprisingly gentle, "What's wrong?"

"Tonight, go back to your bedroom and sleep."

She reached out her arms and wrapped them around his neck, burying her head in his shoulder, and muttered in his ear, "It's really cold when you're alone."

Ye Beicheng slowly reached out his hand and held her catkin. Her heartbeat came from behind, and his heart began to beat wildly. Only Yu Jingya could resist the temptation.

"North city, can you hold me?" Jing Ya turned around and stood in front of him.

Without hesitation, he took her into his arms and sat on his lap, tightly circling her, as if afraid that she would disappear.

That night, Yang Qianxue had asked him to kiss and hug her, but he couldn't do it. A few years ago, he could hold that woman naturally, but after Jing Ya appeared, he couldn't do it anymore.

Jing Ya raised her head, put her hands around his neck, and took the initiative to kiss his lips. She kissed him cautiously, like a dragonfly, with a nimble tongue, and traced back and forth along his lips until a pair of large palms reached into her pajamas, unable to control themselves, before leaving his lips and kissing his neck and chest.

She reached out a hand and unbuttoned his shirt. Ye Beicheng held her face in his hands and kissed her violently. Although he did not know why she had suddenly taken the initiative to please him tonight, he understood that he had been longing for this night for a long time.

No matter what the reason was, he didn't want to think anymore. There was only one thought in his mind. He wanted her, very, very much.

Jing Ya reached into her shirt and stroked his smooth and firm back. Tears began to wet the corners of her eyes. In fact, she loved the man who made her happy.

Both of them were tacitly silent. It seemed that as soon as they opened their mouths, they would destroy this beautiful atmosphere. They all treasured the lingering at this moment too much. Apart from endless desire and urgency, they also had deep fear that the more beautiful things were, the more fake they were afraid of...

Seeing the sweat on his forehead ooze more and more, Jing Ya reached out to dry him with a pained hand. She knew why he was so crazy. He wanted to release his repressed love with desire. As long as he didn't stop, his love for her would always exist.

Jing Ya shouted again and again, but at the last moment, she heard her say, "Let's get a divorce..."

The air froze, the lust faded, and the room was deathly silent. Let's divorce and destroy all the good things that have happened.

Ye Beicheng didn't speak for a long time. Jing Ya knew he heard him. After a long time, he got up and went into the bathroom. After two hours, he didn't come out. After that, he came out, but he still didn't say a word. Instead, he left the bedroom alone.

He didn't go to the study. Jing Ya heard the car start the engine.

The smell in the room had long dissipated, leaving the cold air behind. It was not her original intention to announce the divorce for the third time in this way, but she knew that this time, Ye Beicheng would definitely agree.

Tears ran down the corner of her eyes and wet her pillow. The most painful thing in the world was to pretend to be strong when you were sad. It was to pretend to be indifferent when you cared. It was to say goodbye when you couldn't forget.

In fact, she knew Ye Beicheng well. The next afternoon, he let her into his office.

She stood in front of him with her head down, waiting for him to speak first.

Ye Beicheng stood in front of the french window and gazed at her. The sun was shining on her, so bright that no flaw could be seen. She was so beautiful, so clean, so pure as a flower. Perhaps, she had fallen in love with her in the first place.

"Regarding the divorce, I have already considered it." He paused for a moment, "I agree."

She was not surprised by his answer. She was not surprised because she knew that he couldn't accept the way she chose to end it last night. He couldn't accept the fact that both of them had plans to divorce at the happiest moment, at the moment they became one. Stubborn and self-respecting Ye Beicheng couldn't accept such a way, so he had to agree.

"Okay, then when are we going to go through the formalities?"

"Anytime is fine."

Jing Ya resisted his grief and looked up, "Tomorrow then."

"Sure."

Ye Beicheng was very straightforward this time, without any hesitation.

"Then I'll go out."

She turned around and walked out the door. Just as she was about to reach the door, he suddenly said, "If I told you that nothing happened between me and her that night, would you believe it?"

Jing Ya stopped and turned his back to him, "If I told you that nothing happened between Di Tengyu and me, would you believe me?"

Both of them fell silent at the same time.

Jing Ya smiled self-deprecatingly, "North city, that's why I insist on getting a divorce. We no longer trust each other. Why do we have to be together? I won't say anything to wish you happiness, because I do want you to... Be unhappy."

With a bang, the door was closed, and the distance between them was not very far. It was just a wall.

After jingya returned to her office, she quickly packed up her things. Tomorrow, this company has nothing to do with her, and the people here have nothing to do with her.

She took out her cell phone and dialed Yin Mo's number, "Hello, Mu Mu, come with me to see the house after work."

Yin Mo asked doubtfully, "What house are you looking at?"

"Ye Beicheng and I will go through the formalities tomorrow. I have to move out after we get divorced."

"Ah??" Yin Mo screamed, "You're really getting a divorce!"

Jing Ya frowned and scolded her, "You're still at work. Can you stop yelling in the office..."

"Okay, okay, I won't, but have you really decided to get a divorce? Ye Beicheng agreed? How much money did he say he would give you? Didn't he have a villa by the sea and let him give it to you..."

Yin Mo suppressed his voice and said a lot. Jing Ya sighed and hung up.

At this time, if you don't comfort her, just say something useless!

That night, instead of going back to the Ye family, she went back to her mother's house. Of course, she kept quiet about the divorce.

"Xiaoya, how are you doing at your mother-in-law's house?"

During dinner, Yu Sanshun asked his daughter politely and symbolically put a drumstick between her legs.

"Not bad."

Jing Ya buried himself in his meal, not looking at his parents' greedy eyes.

"Jing Ya, there's one thing I'm really embarrassed to ask, but..." Song Qiulian wanted to say but didn't dare.

"Just say what you have."

"Well, then I'll be straight with you. I'm your mother anyway. It's only right to ask you this question."

She looked up at her mother suspiciously, not knowing what she wanted to ask.

"You've been married to North city for more than half a year. Why... This stomach... Hasn't moved at all."

Song Qiulian glanced at his daughter's abdomen and Nuonuo asked.

"I used to use contraception."

"Ah???" At the same time, the parents widened their eyes in surprise, "Why?" They expressed their confusion in unison.

Jing Ya said disapprovingly, "What's so strange? I don't want to have a child so early."