In the blink of an eye, it was half past ten, Jiang Enjiao rubbed her swollen eyes and turned off the computer. I haven't played dubbing for a long time, and Jiang Enjiao feels that her feelings are not very good, and it seems that she will continue to rework.

Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Enjiao twisted her freshly dried hair in her hands, but she didn't really want to take a step - the door of the study was closed, and Song Xingzhou in the bedroom was sitting on the head of the bed reading a book, and he also looked up at Jiang Enjiao when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

The main light in the bedroom was turned off, and only half of the small ceiling lamp and the wall lamp at the head of the bed were on, and the light was dim.

Jiang Enjiao swallowed her saliva. Feeling her mouth dry, she immediately turned around and walked briskly to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of soda from the fridge to drink. The ice water flowed from her throat to her stomach, and she shivered cold.

Cognition is repetitive, infinite and ascending, Jiang Enjiao suddenly thought of a sentence in the fourth compulsory course of the thought class, and to quote it superficially, her understanding of Song Xingzhou and the relationship between herself and Song Xingzhou are also the same.

When she was first brought back to Song Xingzhou's house, she thought she could go back to the life of her adoptive parents, even though she was a little young for her new parents. But it didn't take long for the delicate-minded Jiang Enjiao to notice something unusual about the couple.

Song Xingzhou and Wang Jinen are of the same age, and the two got married after graduating from college, and it is said that they are a sweet "bi-married family" who will carry out their campus romance to the end.

But soon after, Jiang Enjiao found that her "fourth uncle" and "fourth aunt" got along completely different from her adoptive father and adoptive mother. The couple was neither intimate nor tacit.

On a weekend when Jiang Enjiao was fifteen years old, Wang Jinen came home at about 2 o'clock in the morning, drunk and drunk. Jiang Enjiao, who was woken up by the sound of banging on the door, was sleepy-eyed, and in a daze, she helped Wang Jinen, who was brought by pear blossoms and rain, to change clothes and take a bath, and used her clumsy knife skills to cut a small plate of ginger and cook a bowl of sobering soup.

That night, Wang Jinen was lying in Jiang Enjiao's room, babbling, crying and laughing. Jiang Enjiao was sleepy, and she didn't know whether Wang Jinen was drunk or awake, so she casually echoed a few words and soon fell asleep.

When Jiang Enjiao woke up, she found that the home was empty, and the wardrobe in Song Xingzhou and Wang Jinen's bedroom was wide open, and only the men's clothes were still neatly arranged.

Jiang Enjiao ran out of ideas, and called Song Xingzhou with a crying voice, but a gentle female voice came from the phone.

Near noon, Song Xingzhou finally returned home, although he woke up with a hangover, but at least his hair was combed neatly, his clothes were as smooth as new, and he walked straight into the bedroom after entering the door, reached out and closed the door of the wardrobe, and lay on his back on the bed.

Song Xingzhou's face was full of indifference, and Jiang Enjiao's heart burned a nameless fire: Song Xingzhou was so distracted from the fourth aunt that she was sad and drunk, and left home alone in the morning. When the fourth aunt was sad and sad, he was looking for joy in other women. Now that his wife is running away from home, he doesn't care, he is not in a hurry or cares, and he is not even as reacting to seeing him fall out of the top 300 in his grade in the exam.

What a reason!

"Aren't you going to find the fourth aunt?!"

Jiang Enjiao has always respected Song Xingzhou, but today she was really disgusted by Song Xingzhou. She was angry in her heart, feeling that Song Xingzhou was not worthy of the fourth aunt, nor was she worthy of calling him the fourth uncle.

"What fourth aunt, what fourth aunt?"

Song Xingzhou's tongue was still a little knotted. He lay on the bed, tilted his head, glanced at Jiang Enjiao, stood up and grabbed her out.

Outside the door, Jiang Enjiao stood in place and was stunned for a while, she suddenly found that she had lived a good life for two years, and her arrogance leaked out again. What is the benefit of making Song Xingzhou unhappy? When other people's biological parents are divorced, only then can they have children who they will not be with? Who have ever heard of uncles and aunts making awkward troubles, and nieces having a position to interject nonsense? In the end, no one on either side is so rare that it would be miserable.

Thinking like this, Jiang Enjiao obediently began to open her eyes again. It's none of your business, hang high.

In the time after that, Wang Jinen came back several times, and each time he talked with Song Xingzhou and the two in the study.

At the beginning, Wang Jinen was afraid that the sound of watching TV would affect Jiang Enjiao, so she changed the soundproof door to Jiang Enjiao's room. Therefore, although Jiang Enjiao's bedroom is very close to the study, she can only vaguely hear the whispers of Song Xingzhou and Wang Jinen, probably knowing that the two have a dispute, but they don't know what it is for.

Finally, one night that winter, Wang Jinen went home for the last time. She got a divorce agreement as she wished, and walked out of the study with light steps.

Jiang Enjiao opened the door and saw Wang Jinen with heavy makeup. Her skin was a little rough and even a little powdery. There were obvious tear stains on her face, but her smile was bright and bright, as if she was still a teenage girl.

"Little Jiaojiao, I'm leaving!"

"Where is the fourth aunt?"

Wang Jinen stretched out his index finger to his red lips and said with a smile: "I'm going to find someone I like! Don't call me Aunt Fourth in the future!" After speaking, Wang Jinen put on sunglasses, stepped on stiletto heels, and left without looking back.

Jiang Enjiao was a little stunned and froze in place until the sound of the door closing woke her up. She looked up at Song Xingzhou, who looked tired, and asked, "What does Aunt Si'er mean by this?"

"Divorced. Not coming back. ”

Song Xingzhou's voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded a little weak, which made people sad.

In Jiang Enjiao's heart, she always felt that it was Song Xingzhou's derailment in the front and cold violence in the back, which forced Wang Jinen to divorce. But looking at Wang Jinen's expression today, it was like Song Xingzhou couldn't do anything to keep Wang Jinen.

Jiang Enjiao began to sympathize with Song Xingzhou a little.

But this sympathy did not grow for long.