Zhou Chonghan was sick.

That day, I watched Song Qiaobi all night, but I didn't pay attention to the cold when I got in the car and got off the car, I didn't sleep all night, my stomach was empty, and I went back and fell into bed, and I couldn't get up again.

The next day, the fever came, 38.5. He measured it himself, boiled a pot of water, and rested it on the head of the bed, not even having the strength to drink it.

The phone kept ringing, it was all about work, his mind didn't turn, the person on the other end was entangled, he was impatient, and he didn't care whether the other side was the leader or not, and shouted back directly: "The drawings are written very clearly, can't you read them?!" ”

During this period, his mother made a phone call, and he didn't have time to tell his parents about the changes that had happened in the past few days, so he simply didn't answer the call, and finally got annoyed and turned off his phone.

The world fell silent.

Not exactly, but also his own heavy breathing, as well as Song Qiaobi's voice: "You and I are no longer husband and wife, they are like strangers, you can't explain too much to me......" "Zhou Chonghan, you really don't have to ...... It really doesn't have to be said...... I don't blame you at all, I'm to blame myself for this......"

Yes, it's all her to blame, blame her for marrying him casually, and then seducing him, seducing his person, and creating him another person, another himself...... It's just that this person, in the vastness, walked towards him out of thin air, and died out of thin air.

Thinking of this, his stomach hurt, and he felt that he had killed the person by mistake, and when he turned around, his hands were already stained with blood, and the gradually forming fetus on the B ultrasound diagram was pushed by him, and in the end, it was him, the murderer, who killed his life...... "Ahem! He bounced up, fell to the ground, coughed dryly, and almost threw up.

Lying back again, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in distraction, his brain was full of Song Qiaobi's face, lingering.

Later, he got up and smoked half a cigarette, turned on his phone, put on his coat and went out again.

…… Song Qiaobi cooks in the kitchen, although her cooking skills are poor, she is several times better than Xiao Yuan, at least the finished product is out of the pot, two dishes and one soup on one table.

Xiao Yuan was lazy playing video games on the sofa, watching her make it, he turned his head, but his eyes didn't leave the screen: "What! Wife, love you! I haven't smelled oil smoke in a long time......"

"Hmph, don't say so much useless, hurry up and eat!"

"Great!" Xiao Yuan responded, but no one moved.

After Song Qiaobi set up the dishes and chopsticks and urged again, he said: "Immediately, immediately, the last level!" ”

Song Qiaobi didn't care about him, sat down and ate by herself, and was also angry, feeling like a resentful woman, so when Xiao Yuan washed her hands and came over, she was not angry: "Let's play, why don't you play?" It's full of playing games......"

Xiao Yuan smiled with a smile: "Hehe, the game is not as good as the food cooked by my wife...... Wife, you've worked hard! Wait to give you a massage! After speaking, he ate two large mouthfuls of rice, squinted his eyes and exaggeratedly shouted: "Wife! You've made so much of your cooking! ”

Song Qiaobi didn't believe it, and rolled her eyes: "Don't come to this set!" It's better to listen to what you say than to see what you do, saying that food is better than games, but insisting on eating after the game, this is not hypocrisy! ”

Xiao Yuan smiled even more, reached out to pinch her face, and was beaten back by Song Qiaobi: "Yo you, this sharp-toothed person, is he so wronged when he serves Zhou Chonghan?" ”

Song Qiaobi's face changed suddenly, and he got up and left the table: "Are you annoyed!" After speaking, just as she was about to go back to the room, her phone rang ding-dong-dong, which pot was not mentioned, and which pot was mentioned.

It's Zhou Chonghan.

Song Qiaobi was stunned and hesitated to answer, Xiao Yuan looked at her expression and knew who was calling.

"Why is he looking for you so late?" Xiao Yuan raised his eyebrows and stood up to grab Song Qiaobi's phone: "You give me the phone, I'll tell him ......"

Song Qiaobi dodged to the side, turned his head and glared again: "What are you talking to him, it's me who divorced him and not you!" What if it's a matter of property? This seemed to be a reason she gave herself, so she lowered her head and answered the phone.

"I'm downstairs with you, I want to give you a sum of money, I'll leave when I'm done." After Zhou Chonghan said this, he didn't say anything else, just hung up, and didn't give others a chance to reject him.

Song Qiaobi closed the phone hatefully, feeling more energetic, he owed her, but he was still like an uncle, an order, a reward!

Song Qiaobi put on her coat and planned to go downstairs, but Xiao Yuan couldn't sit still: "Where are you going?" ”

"Downstairs, I'll be back soon." Song Qiaobi lowered her body to change her shoes.

Xiao Yuan stepped forward and hugged her: "Don't go!" ”

"You're in charge of me?!" Song Qiaobi pushed him, he didn't let go, his face was quite excited: "Why did he tell you to do it, what did you do?" I won't let you see him! ”

"You're nervous! I can't see him anymore, what he owes me! Song Qiaobi felt that Xiao Yuan was really unreasonable.

"Then I'll talk about it tomorrow during the day, why go to see him at night!"

"What's the difference between day and night? You treat him as you, doing nothing during the day...... Besides, it's downstairs, and he can still kidnap me?! Song Qiaobi pushed Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan really took a step back, his lips were white, he stared at Song Qiaobi, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"I'll go down for a while, and I'll be right back!" Song Qiaobi was worried about the money and turned around and went out.

Downstairs, Zhou Chonghan really stood next to his car, holding a cigarette, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were gloomy.

Song Qiaobi approached him and stretched out his hand: "Where's the money?" ”

Zhou Chonghan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Hehe, Song Qiaobi, let's be a husband and wife, do you just think about money?" ”

Song Qiaobi folded his arms: "Then what's not?" ”

Zhou Chonghan slowly took a puff of cigarette, calmly took out a check from his jacket pocket and handed it over: "I know that no amount of money can make up for the death of a person, and I also know that in the past few days, the blow you have suffered is too great...... I didn't help you, I still ...... I'm sorry, I know sorry won't help even more......" He said this, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, his fingers trembled slightly, and it was not easy to notice.

Only he knew that he was still having a fever, a fire burning in his chest, and his eyes fell on Song Qiaobi, which burned even more.

Song Qiaobi took the check and waved his hand impatiently: "What do you mean by saying this?" ”

Zhou Chonghan immediately stopped talking, he stared at Song Qiaobi for a long time, and then opened his lips with difficulty: "A total of two million, almost all my savings...... Next week we'll find time to transfer the house and the car, and I'll move them all out by then, I guess...... At least you don't have to live here...... It was still more convenient to get home......"

Song Qiaobi looked down at the check, counting the few zeros behind 2, and before he could finish counting, a voice came from behind him: "Zhou Chonghan!" What are you doing here? "It's Xiao Yuan, he followed Song Qiaobi out.

Song Qiaobi looked back at Xiao Yuan, the one didn't change his clothes, he came out in his home clothes, his face was angry, and he pointed at Zhou Chonghan and walked over: "What's the matter with you?" What are you doing with Abi over and over again? What can't be said during the day? Do you have to come at night? As soon as he leaned forward, he pushed Zhou Chonghan.

Zhou Chonghan didn't react, and indifferently raised his icy eyes and glanced at Xiao Yuan: "I'm looking for Song Qiaobi, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"It has a lot to do with me! She's my wife now! The calmer Xiao Yuan saw him, the more he felt that he was arrogant, the more angry Xiao Yuan became, stepped forward and pounced, and a punch landed on Zhou Chonghan's right cheek, Zhou Chonghan would not have been knocked down, but he was really fragile today, and his body suddenly tilted to the side and back.

Song Qiaobi screamed, Zhou Chonghan did not fall to the ground, propped himself on the edge of the car, rebounded, got up and quickly fought back, and then, Xiao Yuan's right cheek also took a hit, Xiao Yuan fell back, but unwillingly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Zhou Chonghan, who had not yet stood firm, and the two of them rolled to the ground together.

"it!" The two men fell to the ground, not forgetting to punch and kick, rolling around, and the ashes were all sticking to their clothes, and they didn't care, holding their arms against their heads, viciously as if they were going to kill each other.

Song Qiaobi was frightened, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, he jumped over and wanted to pull but didn't dare to pull, so he had to wave his arms: "What are you doing?!" All...... It's crazy! Stop me! ”

She must be bad at what she said, the two of them are still rolling on the ground, beating and tearing each other while rolling, and they don't speak, but they are dead, and they seem to have endured each other for a long time.

At this time, it was not very late, the passers-by on the street were all looking this way, pointing and pointing that there was a tendency to gather over, and Song Qiaobi jumped to his feet angrily: "You two are endless!" If you make any more trouble, I'll be gone! Stay away from me! She was really angry, she was trembling all over, but she was really fed up, she felt that these two men were bad, so bad, selfish, ruthless, domineering and violent!

Simply turned around and turned around, she was going to pack her things and move out, where would she live? Bah! She has two million people, and she still has no place to go? Let's start with the whole Presidential Suite at the Furama Hotel*!

Sure enough, as soon as she left, the two of them stopped rolling on the ground, Zhou Chonghan directly shook off Xiao Yuan, got up from the ground, and stepped forward and called Song Qiaobi: "Song Qiaobi!" The voice was a little sad, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly disappeared.

Song Qiaobi wondered if he still wanted to say something to her, but she didn't wait for the second half of the sentence, she wanted to look back, but she had an iron heart, and all her thoughts stopped in an instant, without a pause, and walked straight back.

When she heard the voice behind her again, it was from Xiao Yuan, he was out of breath and scolded: "Damn, this Zhou Chonghan is too shameless, why is he embarrassed to pester you......"

Song Qiaobi didn't want to pay attention to him, went back to the room to pack up his things, and put them in the small suitcase one by one, a total of just this little thing, tossing a little less at a time, and in the end it was just a few daily necessities and clothes, all of which were put in, zipped, locked, clean and neat, and came and went freely.

Song Qiaobi suddenly felt that in life, if you are really naked, you will come and go without worry, where there is heaven and earth, where is home. She simply conforms to fate, wandering around, wandering, alone, can grow old anywhere and at any time, and then die and rot, quietly and without disturbing.

"Huh? Wife, where are you going? Xiao Yuan put an ice pack on himself, and when he came back, he found Song Qiaobi's movements, and he was puzzled.

"Thank you for keeping me for the time being, I'll go out and live for a while."

"Wife, you can't go, can I still live here if you leave?"

"Oh, don't scream at your wife, Xiao Yuan, I haven't talked to you yet, don't be so intimate, okay?"

Xiao Yuan didn't care, and stepped forward to pull her: "I don't want you to go!" You can't go! ”

"You've had enough nerves tonight, I'm staying here with you, and I'm not selling it to you, of course I want to go wherever I want......"

"But, I don't feel at ease when you go out by yourself! No, I'll go with you wherever you go! Saying that, Xiao Yuan didn't feel embarrassed, and jumped up directly to change into a coat.

Song Qiaobi insisted on going out, Xiao Yuan also insisted on following, she reached out to hold the doorknob, Xiao Yuan also reached out, so he held her hand.

Song Qiaobi was stunned, looking back at Xiao Yuan, his nose was a little collapsed, and his face was blue and purple, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, she frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, but Xiao Yuan suddenly stretched out his other hand to wrap his arms around her waist, and then pulled her into his arms, and his lips covered her.