The lights are on. Song Xiaoyun occupied the entire bed alone, like red wine embedded in a velvet gift box. It was dim, the orange-gray light stared at the wall, the color was indescribable, as if to say, I can do anything, I want anything, I am nothing.

Her bulging belly was a lifeless stone. She was mentally calculating divorce. The Marriage Act stipulates that a husband cannot file for divorce from his pregnant wife, but the wife is very adamant that it is not impossible.

It is not impossible to live away from the future. Anyway, Wu Jing hates her, "You just take out your whole boobs and show it to other men!"

Now divorce can be much more. She won't ask for the child, unless it's for the Wan family as a bargaining chip. If you wait for Wan Yanzhi to divorce her, it must be passive. And once she gives birth, she can't work, and women are simply exploited from the inside out after giving birth.

She thought about it and fell asleep. She didn't turn off the lights, but then the door lock sounded, and she saw a shadow and knew that it was Wanyan.

It's a strange return today. She felt him lie down and turn his back in silence. Wan Yanzhen looked at the ceiling, what man forty-one flowers are, he has been like a free-range wild man since he got married. From head to toe, it was defeated.

Song Xiaoyun has been calculating divorce all night, and she even thinks about it. Wan Yanzhen originally wanted to tell her that I was going to Yeshi, like a child to be commended. When he married her, he chose a school that was easy to reach the score line, but now he is still facing dropout.

When they woke up in the morning, the two of them looked at each other in silence. No one spoke. In the end, Song Xiaoyun muttered and said when did you come back. Wan Yanzhen said that he didn't remember.

"What's going on over there?" asked Song Xiaoyun.

"I've already told my cousin. But he's busy these days, and he'll solve it eventually. ”

Song Xiaoyun smiled: "Wanyin is really a white-eyed wolf. As soon as you get married, you immediately fight against people. ”

Wan Yanzhen wiped his nose, "My mother also said what you said." ”

Song Xiaoyun couldn't see his unyielding attitude towards Wanyin, as if he married her just to secretly settle Chen Cang. In fact, Wan Yanzhen is too loving, too much of a baby's attachment to breast milk, and if a woman leaves him, he will not bear it.

Wan Yanzhen wiped her belly, and suddenly became very interested, I couldn't hear the fetal movement some time ago, but now I can.

"Really?" Song Xiaoyun touched her stomach and asked while groping, "Why didn't I hear it?"

"Yes. Here and here. Don't move. Wan Yanzhen took her hand and really moved. Moved again. It's really moving. All of a sudden, the switch on a certain world was turned on.

She was inexplicably in a good mood that day, and she had to go to the company in the afternoon to deliver documents. Wan Yanzhen stood in front of the fitting mirror and shaved, she looked at him in the mirror, did not speak, but did not leave her eyes immediately.

"I'm going to the Night. Wan Yanzhi said.

"Really?" Song Xiaoyun thought she had misheard.

"Yes, my cousin asked me to go. I've been helping him a lot lately, and I've been able to get started. ”

"That's good. Song Xiaoyun looked at the mirror and smiled, and found that her chin jumped out when she smiled.

"I'm fat. She murmured.

"Where are you going?" Wan asked.

"Go to the company and deliver the documents. ”

"I'll send you there. Just drop by. "Stop shaving.

Song Xiaoyun smiled crampedly, "Adjust the tie." "Now I don't wear high heels, I can't lift my toes, it's very laborious. Wan Yanzhi instinctively bowed her head and let her tie it.

Song Xiaoyun suddenly remembered that in a Japanese movie, a man and a woman went on a date for the first time, and the boy's waist was bent at 90 degrees.

"Alright. "By the way, smooth out the folds on the shoulders that don't exist. Now she is like a wife again, Wan Yan smiled.

"If you don't eat early in the morning, you're leaving!" Wu Jing's sharp voice came again, and the cry was like an owl.

"I don't know how to be a wife every day, and I don't care about anything. My husband doesn't know if he doesn't come back. ”

Song Xiaoyun smiled: "I'm not you, I'm also very busy with work during pregnancy." Dad is also most annoyed by this. ”

When Wu Jing heard this, her face was like a hot oil pot, and she pointed at Song Xiaoyun's nose with her eyes and said: "A tall and untall Hu, he will pull his ears and blow his nose every day!"

Song Xiaoyun's face changed, but pregnant women are taboo to quarrel, especially Wu Jing, the quarrel is endless.

"Okay, okay Mom, what are you doing early in the morning? Are you moral? Don't irritate pregnant women. "Wan Yanzhen just wants to do things hastily and reason with Wu Jing, which is endless.

"You treat her as a wife, she doesn't treat you as a husband!" Wu Jing stared at Song Xiaoyun's belly again, so round, like a yurt. It's like she's got a belly that she's supposed to be for almost eight months.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wu Jing's voice engulfed him, like a circular arch when a dolphin jumped into the water, so high and gorgeous, "Chengtian Demon Tune is a little bit pregnant! The ghost knows if this child's surname is Wan!"

"Mom! What are you talking nonsense! You're crazy!" Wan Yanzhen instinctively became protective and indignant, "If you don't tear down your house, you'll be uncomfortable, right? Do you have to call Dad? You're happy when you clean up, right?"

At the mention of Wan Cao, his face instantly turned into smoke like a fire. Wu Jing complained before leaving, "I've never seen such a stupid person!

Song Xiaoyun was looking at Wanyan's words, and her eyes were indescribable. For the first time, she knew what was wrong with her indifference to Wan Yanzhi, because she felt hurt in his obscure eyes.

No love does not mean no love, love is such a superficial emotion. Is it possible to restore a marriage? It is too difficult to trace the difference from a thousand miles to a small loss. As obscure as the feelings of repairing ***. Memories of ***. In fact, something is different.

Song Xiaoyun didn't speak, watching the rain crawl all over the window glass, and watching Wan Yanzi slip his throat several times.

Today his mind is unusually chaotic, and the two puppets keep screaming in their heads. Wu Jing said too much, and Song Xiaoyun didn't have a husband like him in her eyes. Today he directly said that the child was not his. Oh, that's ridiculous.

Wan Yanzhen didn't say anything, but he went home less often.

Song Xiaoyun went upstairs alone to deliver documents and saw Yuan Shaoxi. Song Xiaoyun was startled, thinking that she was a ghost, but fortunately, Crystal helped her, "Are you okay?"

Song Xiaoyun breathed steadily, "Yizhen is back?

"That's not true. Crystal said, looking across the street.

Song Xiaoyun found that the company had many new faces. Qin Yan smiled and walked into the elevator with a woman with lips like rose petals.

"Who is that? Why haven't I seen it?" asked Song Xiaoyun. Crystal didn't answer, and Song Xiaoyun looked at her face and found that her face was as barren as a smooth floor.