Jiang Chufan's car stopped outside the gate, because the brakes were too fast, Jiang Chufan and Zhuo Meng were pushed away from some places by the momentum and turned around on the back of the seat. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info stopped the car, Jiang Chufan pursed his lips, his hands clenched the steering wheel, and he didn't look at her sitting beside him, he spoke coldly.

"Get out of the car."

Zhuo Meng's body was stung by his cold tone, and she shivered, and she took a deep breath. With her right hand in her hand, she was about to leave as his voice rang out again.

"Today...... Only today...... After today, I don't want to see you in this house again, other places ......"

He paused for a moment, turning his head sideways, and he looked at her side face with a complicated expression.

"I don't want to!"

Raising her eyes, she looked at the dark clouds in the sky, pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, and said.

"Well, I got ......"

When he opened the door, one of her feet had already stepped out of the door, but one arm was held by him.

"Zhuo Meng......

She stopped and listened quietly to what he had to say.

"Tonight...... Can you cook dinner again and eat with me, just ...... It's the final parting dinner. ”

He said that there was a hint of bitterness in his voice, which made her feel a little unreal. She didn't say anything, didn't answer anything, got out of the car, closed the door, and left Jiang Chufan alone in the car.

……

Zhuo Meng was the only one in the kitchen of more than ten square meters, and the soup was still stewed on the stove, and the soup in the casserole formed a small milky white fountain because of the young man's stew, Zhuo Meng looked at the fountain and lost his mind, and the focus in his eyes was slowly scattering around.

Zhuo Meng didn't know what his mood was at the moment, and he was distressed...... It's not, guilt...... Nor is it ...... For Jiang Chufan, the man she once gave up love to spend her life with, she really wanted to go through her life with him, no matter how boring and dull life was, she had made up her mind, but ...... Now, she's given up...... She ended their marriage journey now at a time when she was just starting out, isn't it ridiculous to do such a thing!

Helpless! She could only pout and smile, laughing at herself at the ruthlessness of fate towards her.

Jiang Chufan may also empathize.

Their encounter, maybe it's not just her Zhuo Meng who is unlucky, Jiang Chufan is the same, perhaps, he is more unfortunate than her.

As the temperature of the soup in the casserole rose, a small fountain spread around, and some of the soup overflowed the edge of the pot and dripped onto the burned stove, making a "squeak" sound, which woke Zhuo Meng's thoughts.

Turning off the flames, she took a spoon and circled the soup, then scooped a small spoonful of soup and put it to her lips to taste the taste, turned off the fire, she touched the pot with her bare hands, the burning pain scalded her fingertips, she hurriedly retracted her hand, put the burned hand to her ear to cool down, unconsciously, tears welled up in her eyes, accumulating more and more......

In the dining room, there were only two people, Jiang Chufan and Zhuo Meng, they were sitting at opposite ends of the table, Jiang Chufan was silently drinking red wine, while Zhuo Meng was just slowly eating the dishes on the table, no one spoke first, and no one felt comfortable because of the existence of the other party.

Jiang Chufan doesn't like light, and so does Zhuo Meng, they are both people who grew up in a dark environment, which is also one of the few things they have in common. Today, they turned off all the lights and lit only a few candles in the center of the long table, the faint light of the candles stained every corner of the living room, soft but also full of weirdness.

It seems that he has been a little drunk, Jiang Chufan is sitting a little lazy, sipping the red wine in the cup, he has a pair of eyes slightly, and with the faint light, he has been staring at the woman in front of him who is silently eating the food, and has been ...... Reluctant to look away.

After tonight, the woman in front of him had nothing to do with him, and thinking of this, he felt a slight pain in his heart.

Taking the red wine beside him, he got up and walked towards her, his gaze still resting on her.

Zhuo Meng noticed his approach, and in just a moment, her body had stiffened completely, and she stopped what she was doing, and the expression on her face became nervous.

He stopped beside her and glanced at her, he poured the empty glass in front of her, and raised the glass in his hand as he gestured to her.

"How about a drink?"

His words were said easily, but Zhuo Meng sounded as if he was pressed by a boulder, and he couldn't breathe. Raising her head slightly, she was still a little frightened and embarrassed when she looked at him.

"You know, I don't drink."

Listening to her words, he looked down at the liquid in his cup and smiled.

"Do you have to refuse the final parting drink?"

His somewhat self-deprecating tone made her feel a little guilty, and helplessly, she picked up the wine glass in front of her. Touching the wine glass with him, she drank it all down, and drank it in such a hurry that she choked and coughed.

Looking at her embarrassed appearance, he had some revenge pleasure, but it was only for a moment, and he felt that he was even more pathetic in the face of her. Unconsciously, his hand was on her chin, and before she could react, he choked her lips and kissed her fiercely.

This kiss, she wanted to struggle, but the hand beside her, she didn't have the strength to wave it at the man who was violating her.

Slowly opening her eyes, she looked at him kissing her, his long eyelashes were shaking slightly, it turned out that his mood was not calm. Looking at him, for a moment, her heartbeat accelerated.

Time, I don't know how long it took, Jiang Chufan finally let go of her sweet lips. Against her forehead, he closed his eyes, as if reminiscing about the little bit of beauty just now, and he still smiled bitterly when he pulled the corners of his mouth.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the face that was close at hand, and his breathing was a little rapid. This face that once bewitched him is about to disappear, how good......

"Zhuo Meng, after so long, you really have no taste."

His words drifted gently in her ears, and the pupils in her eyes slowly dilated in circles as her ears lingered.

Seeing her reaction, he smiled, a little smug, but gracefully like a demon duke. His hand slowly stroked the skin of her face, and then left, supporting his already somewhat drunk body, he left gracefully like a proud leopard, but he didn't let her see it, his eyes were already soaked with moisture......

The candlelight in the living room was still so faint, and she sat at the dining table in a daze, guarding the remains of a table, she was neither happy nor sad.

It's over, and now, it's over......