Two years of marriage, a piece of paper. Ten years have passed, and I am alone.

Xia Zhi returned to being single again, and after ten years of stumbling trying to find a man to spend this life with him, he found that marriage was just a chicken rib.

When she came out of the marriage registry, she thought she wouldn't be sad, but it turned out that she still overestimated herself.

She started running from the clothing store around the corner of the street until she couldn't run. She leaned her back against a mango tree on the side of the road, letting the icy air open her windpipe. There was a mist under her eyes.

Don't cry. She scolded herself. If you want to be heaven and earth, don't weep over spilled milk.

After panting, she began to walk aimlessly along the road.

On the first day of February 2016, the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Xiao Nian, she divorced a man she thought she loved deeply. Suddenly, she had no direction.

It's funny. Before today, she was planning to go somewhere, to attend certain events, to make some new friends, to make up for all the freedom she had lost in the past few years to maintain her marriage.

When it really came to this day, I suddenly felt at a loss.

Where should she go?

She will not go back to their former home, which carries the sweetness and bitterness of their past, and after the New Year, she is ready to sell the house and get the money into Han Junxi's card.

She can't go back to Xiao Yiqing's rented house, she feels that her whole person is very bad and she doesn't want to affect Beibei.

She got into a taxi and had the driver take her to Bar Street. Because she was pregnant and quit drinking, she hadn't touched alcohol for more than half a year, and she almost forgot the smell of alcohol.

When she got out of the car, it was still light, and she wandered around the street, walking, and as it got dark, she walked into a Qing bar that had already opened for business.

Xiao Yiqing's call came when she just sat down: "Where have you been?" ”

"It's okay, I'll just take a walk." Xia Zhi said.

"You're telling me where you're going!" Beibei's shouting came from the microphone, as if asking Xiao Yiqing to open a candy for her.

"I'm fine. I'll take care of myself, I won't go back at night, don't worry. ”

She hung up the phone, but Xiao Yiqing immediately called again: "Why don't you send me a location and let me know where you are?" I took Babe with me, and I couldn't get out. ”

Xia Zhi took a glass of beer from the bartender and said, "I'll have a little wine and find a hotel to sleep in for the night." I want to be alone tonight. I'll be fine. ”

Xiao Yiqing shouted, "How long have you been after the operation?" You're just running for a drink? ”

Xia Zhi smiled and said, "It's been half a year, okay?" It's hard for you to remember. ”

She covered her phone face down on the bar and drank half of it in one gulp without blinking.

She was the only customer in the newly opened bar, and the young bartender looked at her idly and exclaimed, "Sister, you can drink quite well." ”

She put her hands on her cheeks and smiled, did she look old? This child, when she opens her mouth, she calls her sister, will she do business?

She stroked the corners of her eyes, and at least the feeling on her fingertips was not much different from when she was younger—and it was not ruled out that she had forgotten what it was like to be young.

She drank the remaining half of the glass and said to the bartender, "Bring me another one." ”

From seven o'clock onwards, the crowds grew up, and the bartender had no time to joke with her anymore, so she lay alone in the corner of the bar, listening to the rhythmic electronic music smashing out of the tweeters, and again and again, like a whistle stick with a thick bowl of mouth, hitting her head and eardrums and chest in turn.

She pressed her face against the table, wiping her fingers against the icy water that had congealed on her beer glass. The wine is cold, but the wine is warm. 187

A man sat down on the barstool beside her, and she couldn't see his face clearly, and he said, "Beauty, alone?" ”

"I'm an old aunt, not a beauty." She propped her head up with her hands and replied sullenly.

The other party smiled and said, "It's okay!" My name is Ah Le, what about you? ”

Xia Zhi was about to answer, when a male voice behind him said, "I'm sorry, she made an appointment." ”

The man named Ah Le spread his hands and left with a sense of humor.

"Don't accept casual pick-ups from others on the big night." Su Xiao turned from behind her and sat down beside her.

Xia Zhi pursed his lips and muttered, "Xiao Yiqing, that long-tongued woman." ”

"She's worried about you. The location of your post is not clear, I looked for many bars to find you. He looked at her, the turntable lights flickering overhead, his gaze flickering.

"What are you doing here? We're not divorcing for you. She tugged at her long, loose hair, obscuring the half of her face facing him.

He was silent for a moment, then took her arm and said, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

She pushed his hand away: "The wine is not finished yet. ”

He snatched the glass from her hand and poured the remaining half of the glass into his mouth: "I'm done." ”

Her mouth moved and she said, "I'm drunk, I can't afford you." ”

"You don't have to carry it, it's you who gets drunk." He helped her to jump off the barstool, but she immediately raised her hand to withdraw from his grasp.

"Just kidding, I've never been drunk."

Xia Solstice led the way towards the bar door, she was just a little floating, but she remembered where she was, and she knew what she was doing.

After leaving the bar, the oncoming cool breeze made her shiver. In the airtight bar, a thin layer of sweat evaporated from her back, and when the wind blew it, she couldn't help but hug her arms and shrink her neck.

She sighed into her palm, rubbed her hands and said, "Has it cooled down?" It's almost spring. ”

Su Xiao took off her coat and put it on her shoulder, and she hurriedly pushed: "No, I'm not cold." ”

He clinged to the neckline of his coat and clasped her skinny shoulders inward, and she was dragged forward and nearly fell into his arms.

She pressed her palm against his chest, both to stabilize her body and to distance the two of them, and grabbed the hem of his coat with the other hand, indicating that she accepted his kindness.

She took two steps back, lowered her head and said, "I mean really. I know you'll know sooner or later, you're going to think so. However, it really has nothing to do with you. If you don't say those words to him, we'll all get divorced. I don't know how to love someone, I think I'm smart, but I still can't learn. ”

"I understand." His sigh was so low that it was barely audible, "Still, I'm going to say, I'm sorry. ”

"We've all said too much, I'm sorry." She pursed her lips and smiled, "I, you, and him." Actually, no one is sorry for anyone. We are brothers and sisters, from beginning to end. ”

"Well, yes." He replied, "Well, let's go back." ”

"Is there any wine? I haven't had enough yet. ”

"Yes. A refrigerator. ”

She didn't quite believe it: "You? You don't drink. Don't tell me you know I'm going to come to you for a drink. ”

"Nope. I drank it myself. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You have already taken it badly." ”