Second marriage itch

Chapter 224 We are over
A waiter came in and asked if it was time to start serving food. I said wait, and the waiter withdrew again.

Unlocking the phone, I wanted to call him, but my finger landed on his name, but I hesitated.

Let's wait a little longer, he has always been a person with a good sense of time, and he will not be late easily under normal circumstances, maybe there is something that delayed him.

He must have spent a lot of time arranging this room, it is impossible not to come.Even if he can't come due to emergency, he will definitely call me.

I kept finding various reasons to convince myself, but the uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger uncontrollably.

I waited on pins and needles for an hour, but he still hadn't come, and I panicked completely.

Finally dialed his phone, but no one answered.

Why don't you answer the phone?Are you in a meeting?Or something else?

I can't keep my cool anymore.

Just when I got up and was about to go to the company to find him, the door was pushed open, and he finally appeared at the door.

At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the weather was already very cold, but his suit was hanging on his arm, and he was only wearing a thin white shirt on his upper body.

"It's been a long time!" He walked in.

Seeing that he is still doing well, proving that everything before was just my wild imagination, I was greatly relieved.

"It's okay, it didn't take long."

He probably had already greeted him when he came, so the waiter brought in the food and drinks at this moment.

He sat down across the long table and put down his suit. He didn't explain why he came so late, but said, "Are you hungry? Eat first."

He himself opened a bottle of wine first, filled a glass and drank it in one gulp, and immediately filled the second glass.

There were a few candles flickering between me and him, and his face was reflected in the dim flickering light, which I couldn't see clearly.But I can vaguely feel that his state is not right.

"Why don't you eat it? Is it not to your taste?" He suddenly raised his head and asked me.

"No, it's fine." I said.

"That's good." He drank the second cup.

Glass after glass, he didn't actually eat anything at all, but kept drinking.

"Drink less, your stomach itself is not good." I said.

He smiled faintly, and said with a hint of drunkenness, "It's been a long time ago, it's not that weak."

As he spoke, he reached for the wine bottle again, only to find that it was empty, so he opened a second bottle.

I finally couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with you? Are you in a bad mood? Has something not going your way in the company?"

He didn't answer me, but poured himself another glass, so full it overflowed.

After drinking it all in one gulp, he put down the glass and leaned back, as if drinking hot, he unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of his shirt and pulled up the collar, revealing his firm chest.

"Are you satisfied with the layout here today?" He suddenly asked me.

Through the dim candlelight, his eyes looked deeper and deeper, and his slightly drunk eyes seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion. I couldn't see through what it was.

"Very good." I said.

He nodded, "It's good to be satisfied, I want to have a good ending."

I froze for a moment, "End of what?"

He sat up straight, put both hands on the table, looked at me more seriously than before, and said word by word, "We're done!"

There seemed to be a dull thunder in my mind that suddenly exploded. I was stunned and looked at him like a fool. The voice was so soft that I couldn't even hear it.

"why?"

He bit his lower lip, staring at one place without focus, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he spoke.

"Is there a why? There is no why in the beginning, and there is no why in the end."

What he said so lightly made my nose start to sore in disappointment.

But I don’t think it’s right, obviously he is so kind to me, his kindness made me pass the hurdle almost quickly, indulged in happiness, he also said he owed me a wedding, I don’t believe he will change so fast.

"Don't tease me, this kind of joke is not funny."

I dare not look into his eyes, because at this moment his eyes are serious enough to make me flustered.

"Shen Yu, I'm serious. Tomorrow, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce."

I could tell he was serious.He really doesn't look like he's joking at all.

I seemed to hear the sound of my heart breaking in pieces.

"But why? We've gone through so much, and it's hard to start a peaceful life. I don't want it to end."

I know I keep myself low and I don't mind being humbled in front of him.

At this moment, I only have one thought in my heart, I don't want to end, it can't end, I want to spend my whole life with him.

"Do you really care about what my sister-in-law said that day? Actually, you don't have to take it to heart, my sister-in-law and I..."

"No." He interrupted me lightly.

"It has nothing to do with others, it's my problem with you."

As if he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to hear clearly, he spoke very slowly, biting every word clearly.

Before coming here, including after coming here to see the scene in the room, I was full of anticipation, thinking that he would propose to me, because he said that day that he owed me a wedding.But what he said brought me a huge psychological gap.

I frantically picked up the wine on the table and poured it, because my hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I spilled a lot outside.

After drinking a glass of wine, the spicy feeling irritated my throat, but it didn't cover the pain in my heart.

"What's the problem between us?" I asked, suppressing my heartache.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. A layer of smoke quickly blocked my sight, and I couldn't see his expression clearly.

"We are separated by your father, my father."

Listening to his heavy voice, my eyes became moist.

"But it's not your fault, and it's not my fault, is it?"

"I have a bad conscience!" His voice got deeper and deeper.

My heart hurts badly, but I still don't believe it.

"Who said it was only me? Who said that I would never leave? Who said that I would travel next year? Who said I owed me a wedding?"

My questioning made him frown, and he simply poured another glass of wine and drank it, his voice was a bit heavy when he put down the glass.

"Last year you left for more than half a year, but you said that the child is mine, Shen Yu, do you think it is credible?"

I stared at him in disbelief, almost biting my own lip.

"You, what did you say?"

He took a drag on his cigarette, and while he was puffing, his voice came through.

"I said, we're getting a divorce."

I smiled miserably, "Xue Duyun, are you telling the truth? Are you speaking human words?"

He closed his eyes, propped his forehead wearily with one hand, and rubbed the space between his brows with his knuckles.

"Shen Yu, you know that the things I decide will basically not change. We are all adults, I hope you can be free and easy, you can ask for anything, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

I grabbed the bag next to me and stood up, looking at him sadly.

"What do you think I'm missing now? I want you and a home, is that okay?"

He held the cigarette in his mouth and didn't look at me.

I glanced at the satirical romantic colors in the room, laughed, turned around and ran out with my bag.

When I got to the door, I turned around and saw Xue Duyun picked up the wine bottle again and poured himself a drink without looking at me at all.

Looking away, I stepped out the door and found Lao Yang leaning against the door.

I lowered my head and quickened my pace, not wanting him to see the tears on my face.

"I'll see you off." He said behind me.

I sniffed and said, "No need."

I went from brisk walking to trotting, and from trotting to running fast.I don't want to cry, really, why should I be sad if he is so decisive, but I can't control my tears.

I think my face has probably turned into a grimace long ago. Many people looked at me curiously along the way. I also ran off my high heels on the way, but I didn't care, and finally ran barefoot.

Running out of the hotel, I bumped into a man.

"sorry!"

I lost my mind, didn't look up, and was about to go around, but he stopped me.

"Where are you going? I'll take you off."

Hearing a familiar voice, I raised my head, only to realize it was Jiang Feng.

He looked at my face carefully, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

I shook my hands to find the car keys in my bag.

"No, I'm driving."

Taking a step, he grabbed me again.

"You are so excited and want to drive by yourself, do you want your child to have no mother?"

These words are too poisonous, but they are very useful. I finally compromised.

The children are not going to have a complete home and they can't afford to lose me again.No matter how hard I get, I must be strong.

A gust of cold wind blew, and I shivered. I stepped on the ground outside the hotel with bare feet, and the cold felt through the soles of my feet.

Jiang Feng looked down at my feet, suddenly picked me up, strode towards his car, and stuffed me into the passenger seat.

He didn't ask me where I was going, just started the car and drove slowly.

I seemed to be fascinated by the gradually receding neon lights outside the car window, and my eyes were always sore.

Obviously I didn't drink much, but I felt drunk, very dazed, and felt that everything that happened tonight was like a dream, and I hoped it was just a dream.

It's a pity not, because my heart hurts so much, the pain is so real, it hurts like my chest is about to burst.

After walking for an unknown time, I said, "Take me to Yu Zhuang."

The car stopped at the gate of Yu Zhuang, and I could see the statue of Mrs. Zhuang inside while sitting in the car.

Mrs. Zhuang is the woman I admire the most. She has lived a chic and successful life. She may have had love and marriage, but in the end she has no man by her side.

"Women can't live without men."

I looked at the statue of Mrs. Zhuang and murmured.

"You still have me." Jiang Feng suddenly grabbed my hand and said.

I withdrew my hand to avoid his scorching gaze.Thinking of the fiery kiss he had with Nadong in the bar that day, I said, "What about Nadong? She is the one you should be responsible for. Does every man like to play with women?"

Jiang Feng supported the steering wheel with both hands, leaned on the back of the chair, and raised his head.

"she is me……"

(End of this chapter)