The house was quiet, with only one light on in the entrance and the dining room. Qu Fanyi pushed open the door and subconsciously glanced at her feet—Chi Wei was at home.
It was so quiet, was he… asleep?
There was a strong smell of cigarettes on her clothes, and she had drunk some wine. She was full of virtuous attributes when she returned to this house. She didn't want Chi Wei to see her like this, so she quietly changed her shoes, took a shower in the bathroom next to the living room, and then tiptoed to the cloakroom wrapped in a bath towel to get pajamas to change into.
Walking to the dining room, her steps paused—
There was a thermos on the table. Next to it was a small sticky note: "Wake-up soup. I learned to make it."
Qu Fanyi was stunned.
Putting down the note, she realized that the door to the guest room facing the dining room was half-closed. She walked over and gently pushed open the door of the guest room, and the sound of even breathing came—he was not sleeping in the master bedroom tonight?
Chi Wei slept very well and his sleeping posture was also very good. He was quiet and motionless, and even his breathing was regular. His glasses were folded and put aside, and there was even a stack of half-read papers on the bedside. Qu Fanyi half-knelt beside his bed, with her chin on the back of her stacked hands, looking at her husband so seriously for the first time.
Their breathing overlapped at the same frequency.
After a long time, she pursed her lips and gently kissed him on the forehead:
"I forgive you."
That night, Qu Fanyi slept very lightly.
She began to outline their future. She found that the feeling of respect and courtesy she had with Chi Wei before was good. Supporting each other and living together was the true nature of marriage. Of course, "sex" was still a problem. After the girl's fantasy was shattered, she began to subconsciously resist close contact with Chi Wei - if she didn't see that ugly thing, hugging and kissing were still okay.
Fortunately, these are not important. She figured it out: a good marriage has nothing to do with sex. Even Daniel Wu said that the cleanest part of the body after marriage is the genitals, just because of lack of use.
Since even Daniel Wu doesn't use it.
Then Chi Wei doesn't need to use it either.
In the second half of the night, she had a dream. In the dream, Chi Wei was very gentle to her, even a little obedient, so exaggerated that if Qu Fanyi in the dream just frowned a little, Chi Wei would panic and ask Qu Fanyi what he did wrong.
Qu Fanyi in the dream was amused by his weird contrast and laughed. She asked Chi Wei, "Why are you like this?"
Chi Wei replied, "Because I love you."
Qu Fanyi was stunned and said that you have never said these words to me in private.
Chi Wei thought for a moment, "Then what do you think of me like this?"
"No. Like a licking dog." Qu Fanyi shook her head and held his shoulders with both hands, "You should be like a male god, a little distant and indifferent, to be decent."
"Girls don't like licking dogs?" Chi Wei in the dream was surprised.
"No woman likes it." She was very sure, pinching his face in the dream, "Don't be a licking dog, a man is most attractive when he doesn't care about anyone."
...
The alarm clock rang at 7 o'clock, and Qu Fanyi woke up rubbing her head. This is the time when Chi Wei usually gets up. The hospital cafeteria provides breakfast. Every weekday, Qu Fanyi will get up early with him, match his clothes for him, and then send him out.
However, the house is quiet at this moment.
The bed in the master bedroom was only half slept, and the quilt on the other half was still neat and tidy, without even the edge being torn. She got up, opened the door and called: "Weiwei."
No one answered.
The door of the guest room was open, and the quilt on the bed was messy. Chi Wei left early.
Chi Wei was not mentally prepared to meet Qu Fanyi.
On the one hand, it was awkward, and on the other hand, it was still awkward.
He deliberately set the alarm clock half an hour earlier than usual, tiptoed up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then took a shirt and pants from the cloakroom to change, took the computer and car keys, and gently closed the door.
The door of the master bedroom was ajar. He glanced inside when he passed by. The summer morning light shone through the scarlet curtains, and he happened to see half of Qu Fanyi's profile. She didn't turn on the air conditioner. Maybe she felt too hot, so she rolled up the quilt, revealing most of her snow-white arms and bare legs.
He looked away as if he was running for his life. At that moment, Chi Wei realized that when Qu Fanyi fled last night, another real emotion in his heart that was buried by the surging embarrassment was relief.
It was imperceptible, but from the heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It was rare for Chi Wei to arrive at the hospital so early. The corridor was empty, the doors of the departments were all closed, and only the cleaning lady passed by with a cart. Chi Wei took out the key from his pocket and heard someone calling him from behind.
"Doctor Chi looks so energetic today!"
The voice was crisp. He turned around and took a look at the person who came. It was Huang Nana, an operating room nurse who was hired this year. She was very smart, young, and had fair skin. When he was single, someone urged him to introduce Huang Nana to him, but unfortunately, the two of them had two meals in a hurry, and he was taken in by Qu Fanyi.
Chi Wei was stunned, "Why do you say that?"
"Clothes." Huang Nana pointed her finger vaguely, "A green casual top with royal blue trousers. It's very different from your usual style."
...Death color matching.
Chi Wei realized that before he went out in the morning, he took two sets of tops and bottoms nearby and put them on directly. Usually, Qu Fanyi always arranges my clothes for me. After getting used to her, I feel like my self-care ability has deteriorated a lot.
Chi Wei felt a little embarrassed and laughed it off.
Huang Nana looked at him slyly, "And you came so early..."
Chi Wei didn't know how to respond, so he pushed the door open and went in to change the subject: "Are you on night shift today?"
"Yes." Huang Nana followed him in, opened the curtains for him, and asked again: "Doctor Chi is on night shift tomorrow, right? Me too, isn't it a coincidence?"
Chi Wei was stunned, "You took two night shifts in a row?"
"Not only that! It's three. Anyway, it's not like I can't sleep at all. I'm still very free recently. I was thinking of taking a vacation next week, so I changed three night shifts in a row, including the weekend, so I can take a week off. Hehe."
Huang Nana gestured a number to him, "I don't want to go home, I'd rather take more night shifts."
"Why?"
"Single dog." Huang Nana sat down opposite him, blinked, and said tentatively: "Doctor Chi has never felt this way, right? After all, my family is so happy."
Chi Wei smiled dryly.
He was promoted to attending physician last year. According to hospital regulations, before being promoted to associate chief physician, most doctors and nurses, except for some departments, have to work day and night shifts. There are 7 people in the cardiovascular department where Chi Wei works. Except for three respected veterans, the rest basically have to work night shifts once a week.
After Huang Nana left, Chi Wei took another look at his schedule. After a while, he suddenly realized something and asked in the department group, "Does anyone need to change night shifts?"
The curtains were not drawn, and the Saturday morning sun shone in through the glass.
When Sheng Yiqing woke up, she had a splitting headache.
She was placed on her bed, her shirt was stripped off, and someone thoughtfully changed her into pajamas. It seemed that they were worried that she was thirsty, so a glass of water and a box of tissues were placed at the head of the bed. The trash can was pulled to the side of the bed with a few pieces of paper thrown in it. Her stomach was sour from the hangover, and her hair smelled of cigarettes. She probably drank too much last night and vomited, and someone took care of her for a long time.
Sheng Yiqing sniffed, a little touched: Qiu Zining is pretty good. Covering her head, she got out of bed and pushed the door. The next second, she almost screamed out loud-
A leg was exposed on the floor of the living room. To be precise, it was a pair of male legs.
However, when she climbed the edge of the door and stretched her neck to look carefully, she found out more accurately that the man was her husband.
The curtains in the living room were tightly drawn, and the sunlight was stuffy through the curtains. The warm yellow light was suffocated. Chen Zhuan lay on his side in the middle of a pile of plush toys, his tall body curled up awkwardly, and a corner of Lingna Belle's blanket was pulled to cover his feet. The soft little dolls around him looked at him harmlessly. It was like the first day the Lilliputians saw Gref.
The moment her eyes fell on his face, a breath of anger "whooshed" from Sheng Yiqing's chest, and she didn't care that she was hungover, and randomly picked up the pillow at her feet and threw it at him.
Chen Zhuan was woken up by the blow and was dizzy. He didn't know where he was. He grinned and didn't open his eyes. He asked confusedly: "What are you doing?"
His voice was hoarse.
Sheng Yiqing was still not satisfied. She walked over and stepped on his foot again, asking: "Do you really need to do this?"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." He begged for mercy. Sheng Yiqing loosened her foot and asked again: "Do you really need to do this?"
"Ah?"
She bent down, looked down at him, and said coldly: "Do you have to do this? You don't even want to sleep in the same bed with me now?"
Chen Zhuan was confused. It took him a few seconds to react. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Oh. This matter. If you want to talk about this matter, then I will sort it out with you first."
As he said this, he looked up at her and saw that Sheng Yiqing had changed into pajamas and short pajama pants and stood in front of him. He was helpless: "Why don't you sit down? Your legs are so bright, they dazzle my eyes."
Sheng Yiqing glared at him, and then she realized that the man's eyes were swollen, probably because he slept too late last night.
He patted the seat beside him, but she didn't move. Chen Zhan had to sit up first, holding his neck that was sore after sleeping all night, and said lazily, "You forgot everything last night, right?"
"..." Sheng Yiqing instantly lost her momentum, cleared her throat, and sat down next to Chen Zhan: "Did I... forget anything?"
She remembered that she went to the cubic disco in anger, and then he came to her again, standing in the middle of the dance floor and calling her his wife. As for the rest...
Well, she did forget some of it.
Chen Zhuan hummed slowly, and then set a trap for her without any hurry, "They say that the truth comes out after drinking. Do you agree with this?"
Sheng Yiqing's heart tightened, but she still pretended to be calm on the surface, "It depends on what you say."
"Is that so? Should I take it seriously?" Chen Zhuan showed an embarrassed expression.
"How about you tell me first?" She crossed her chest and discussed with him, "I'll tell you now whether you should take it seriously, based on the moment I'm sober."
"Well...really?"
"Yeah. Tell me?"
"No."
"..."Sheng Yiqing wanted to beat him.
"Or, you beg me. I'll tell you if you beg me." The man laughed instead. The two of them were sitting side by side at this moment, and the ends of her hair just happened to hang beside his hand, being played with by his fingers.
"You wish!" Sheng Yiqing pulled her hair back. Chen Zhuan pointed at his face again, very sincerely, "Then kiss me and I'll tell you."
"No..." She was angry and amused, and stood up to leave, "Don't play this trick on me, you haven't made it clear about your affair with other women."
"You admit that you are jealous? No wonder you didn't resist when I kissed you when I came to see you last night." The dog man was so shameless.
"?"
Seeing that Sheng Yiqing couldn't refute, Chen Zhuan continued to narrate slowly, "And then I carried you home. If you didn't forgive me, would you let me carry you home?"
"Wait."
Sheng Yiqing reacted, "You kissed and hugged me in the bar, but when you got home, you threw me on the bed directly and didn't even change my clothes... So angry? I understand, it seems that I must have said something unacceptable to you on the way..."
Chen Zhuan's face froze, and he admired her reasoning ability.
"Eh? Looks like I guessed right." Sheng Yiqing continued to analyze: "Did you complain about your ugliness recently? Not really. Saying I met a handsome guy in the bar? I didn't meet anyone more handsome than you... That must be..."
"Divorce."
Chen Zhuan looked at her and interrupted softly.
"What?"
"You said you wanted to fall in love, but not with me." Chen Zhuan looked at her calmly, "I guess this means divorce, right?"
Sheng Yiqing froze in place.
After a while, "I... said it?"
He forced a laugh and asked back, "Do you really think so?"
Sheng Yiqing didn't answer.
"So, when did you have this idea?" Chen Zhuan walked in front of her, leaned forward, and looked into her eyes, "I've mentioned it several times before and I've tolerated it. I didn't expect you to really plan to divorce secretly, right?"
The tip of his nose was about to touch hers, and their eyes met. He tilted his head again and lowered his eyes to look at her lips.
This posture, combined with his face, was a temptation to retreat in order to advance.
"I spent the whole night thinking about it on your floor yesterday. I'm curious about when you had this idea. You suddenly want to fall in love with someone else. What's wrong with me? Can't I?"
He approached as he spoke, and his breath was warm, a dangerous signal.
Sheng Yiqing swallowed subconsciously. The two had been married for so long, and she had joked about divorce several times, but Chen Zhuan never responded. Now, he seemed to be very angry, and he seemed to be unwilling to divorce.
She didn't say anything, but raised her eyes and fell on his lips that were approaching little by little. There is only one thing that Hong Kong IPO bankers do most often and are best at: quarreling. Quarrel with lawyers, quarrel with opponents, and quarrel with clients.
There are also secrets to quarreling. First, you must never be weak in momentum. Even if you are not right, you must let the topic develop in the direction where you are right; second, offense is always more effective than defense.
"This question..." The next second, Sheng Yiqing raised her hand, covered Chen Zhan's face with her palm, and pushed his head back.
"..." He froze in place.
"Don't seduce me first."
Sheng Yiqing took a step back and cleared her throat, "I always thought that the person who wanted to divorce so hard was you?"
"? What do you mean?" Chen Zhan was really scared.
"You have been looking for a study abroad agency for a long time, right? If Wu Yubing is not your new love, you won't tell me the topic. It's about studying abroad, right?"
"...This, this has nothing to do with divorce, right?" Chen Zhan touched his nose and moved away, but did not deny it.
"How long are you going to keep it a secret from me?"
Chen Zhan paused, "Yes, I want to study in the United States, learn directing."
"How long?"
"Two years. Or three years. It's different for each school."
Sheng Yiqing pulled the corner of her mouth, "Really? You've already prepared for divorce."
"I..."
"Study abroad for at least two years, I don't accept cross-border marriages. You want to go abroad, which is a divorce to me. The contract is about to expire, and you don't want to renew it."
"No. What's wrong with a foreign country? Do you have to divorce? I don't understand." Chen Zhan was incredulous, "How many people still have cross-border love? . "
"Can we still meet in a foreign country? Can we still take care of each other? Can we still bring good luck to each other? No! I can't kiss, touch or hug you. When I'm sad or disappointed, you can only give me a bland encouragement and comfort. Not only can I not enjoy all the rights as a wife, but I must also bear all the obligations of a wife. I have to be loyal, I have to keep a distance from other opposite sexes, I have to worry about you and care about you, and at the same time, I have to try not to let you worry about me and care about me. What's the difference between using love to generate electricity on the phone every day and chasing stars. Is such a marriage any good for you and me? "
Chen Zhuan was silent.
After a few seconds, he asked: "So in your opinion, if
If I go abroad, then our marriage will definitely not be renewed?"
Sheng Yiqing nodded: "Is that so?"
"Must I choose one of the two?" he asked again.
Sheng Yiqing nodded again: "That's right."
They looked at each other, their expressions calm.
He didn't say anything else.
The air conditioner was not turned on, and the sun near noon turned the living room with the curtains closed in summer into a steamer. The sun burned the curtains, and between the gaps, dazzling silver light flashed. The air in the living room was sticky and heavy. She just felt a tightness in her chest, probably because of the hangover, the heat, and of course his silence.
"Okay."
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Zhuan opened his mouth, his tone light and firm: "Then, I choose to go abroad."
"... Well. That's it." Sheng Yiqing nodded as if she was relaxed, imitating his tone, "So, I choose to divorce. "
Chen Zhuan did not answer.
Even if he had a premonition before, he still held on to the fantasy. A breakup that was not spoken out loud would never be considered a real breakup. The essence of love is a dream that one creates for oneself. The dream was broken, and the fragments hit the heart. Although it hurt, both of them felt relieved to see the result.
"By the way..." She thought of something, "Have you always wanted to go abroad? Specifically, when did you have this plan?"
He did not look at her, lowered his eyes, "A year ago."
His throat was dry, but Sheng Yiqing continued in a particularly high-spirited tone: "Wow! So you wanted to go abroad after being with me?"
Chen Zhuan did not deny it.
Yes, someone who really loves you will never be willing to leave you. She fell on the sofa with an indifferent look, folded her arms and looked at Chen Zhuan for a while: "Actually..."
"Hmm?" He looked at her quietly.
"I don't like you that much either. "Sheng Yiqing turned her eyes away, not noticing Chen Zhuan's momentary stiffness. She said in a relaxed tone, "I am a person who gets bored easily. If it's a good-looking person, I might get bored in three months. If we get along well, it might take a little longer, maybe a year, but if it can bring me good luck, maybe, maybe, it will take longer, about a year and a half... So, I should be bored with you... It's good that you leave, just right, I was thinking that I couldn't find a reason to terminate the contract..." Hearing this, Chen Zhuan nodded, his eyelids were still a little swollen, probably because of staying up late, so his voice was slightly hoarse: "You didn't want to renew the contract a long time ago?" "Of course! I regretted it not long after the agreement was renewed every two years. It's too long, it should be renewed every year... If we could break up earlier, we would probably be each other now..." "Alright." Chen Zhuan interrupted her, "None of them are what I want to hear." He put his hands in his pockets, looked around, and changed the subject: "You didn't turn on the air conditioner, did you? It's so hot. Where's the air conditioner remote control?"
"It's dead."
Sheng Yiqing stood up quickly, "I'm going to take a shower. Well, nothing else, just go home."
Chen Zhuan didn't say anything.
"Buzz——" The phone vibrated a few times, and he took a look. It was a group of three people including him, Chi Wei, and Yu Youyang. The two men in the group couldn't help but gloat in their text:
"Hey, I heard that someone cried yesterday." It was Chi Wei.
Yu Youyang immediately said: "No! Who cried? It was just someone who talked to me all night, saying that his wife got drunk and yelled that she wanted to fall in love with someone else."
"Hey, this guy is quite a coward! "Chi Wei is used to being a bootlicker, and it's rare for him to stand up. He is particularly interested at this moment.
"He is much more cowardly than you. Let me tell you, his wife was drunk and talked to him about the criteria for choosing a partner, saying that the partner must be 22 years old, with breasts and sparkling eyes. The key is that while yelling, she hit him and forced him to help find..."
"Oh, he can tolerate this?" Chi Wei laughed.
"Why can't he tolerate it? ! While carrying the girl home, she coaxed her and said that she would definitely find a satisfactory little milk dog... You see, when a man is cowardly, that's..." Mr. Yu sighed.
"More cowardly than me! I haven't been so cowardly for a long time!" Chi Wei concluded with satisfaction.