Lu Moqing sat back in his seat, pulled the collar of his shirt, sat against the sofa, and poured the wine in his hand down one by one.

90-proof Grenada rum is like boiling water, and it is not to be dying.

Gu Junhang couldn't stand it, and reached out to snatch the wine from his hand, "You have a bad stomach, don't drink it." ”

Lu Moqing's red eyes glanced at Gu Junhang coldly, he didn't make a sound, he didn't grab it from him, he reached out and picked up another bottle of wine on the table, and was about to open it, but he was taken by Gu Junhang again and smashed directly to the ground.

"That's it! Isn't it just divorce? Do you need to be martyred? Since you can't let go, you are looking for her, chasing her again, if you can't let go, you deserve it. ”

Lu Moqing's eyes were misty, smoked by alcohol, glanced at Gu Junhang, and suddenly laughed.

He leaned back on the couch, looked at the ceiling, and took a breath, but it was as if he were asleep.

After a long time, Gu Junhang heard Lu Moqing start and say, "Qiao Xu divorced me."

His voice sounded very hoarse, and I don't know if it was because of alcohol or because he was too sad.

When Gu Junhang heard his words, he raised his eyes and looked at him, and saw him leaning on the sofa and smiling, but the look on his face was obviously sad and ruthless.

"Qiao Xu really divorced me."

He suddenly lowered his head, his expression was a little depressed, and he muttered this sentence in his mouth, not knowing whether he was reminding himself or confiding in Gu Junhang.

Gu Junhang's face sank, and when he looked at him like this, he didn't know whether he deserved it or sympathized with him.

It's been more than half a year since he got married, and he only knows that he's divorced now?

No, he only realized now that Qiao Xu had really left him, otherwise, where would he be so sad?

How confidently he asked for a divorce at the beginning, how much he regrets it now.

"He wants me to be generous and let me put it down, why does she, why does she ask me to let it go?"

"She doesn't know how many years I've liked her, she doesn't know ......"

"Huh! She thought I didn't want to put it down? I forced myself to put it down in three years, but I couldn't let it go, I couldn't let it go......"

He kept talking, regardless of whether Gu Junhang was listening or not, or if he was drunk at all, so he didn't know what he said.

When Lu Moqing was sober, how could he say these words, such a person who wants to save face, he would rather suffocate himself in his heart than say this feeling.

Gu Junhang wanted to sympathize with him, but he felt that he deserved it, so he couldn't sympathize at all.

Lu Moqing didn't care if the people around him listened to him, he sat quietly and depressed on the sofa alone, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and he didn't know what he was flipping through.

Gu Junhang's gaze swept over lightly, and he saw that on the screen of his mobile phone, there was a magnified marriage certificate.

On the left is the names of the two people, and on the right is a photo of the two people, on which the steel seal of the Civil Affairs Bureau is still very clearly printed.

Gu Junhang: "......"

He didn't expect this person to be so boring that he would take a picture of the marriage certificate and store it in his mobile phone.

In the photo, Qiao Xu was obviously smiling happily, even if it was a photo, it could be seen that Qiao Xu's smile was happy from the depths of his heart.

But Lu Moqing is different.

When he looked at the camera, he kept a straight face, and there was no smile on his face or the corners of his mouth, but even so, the tension and crampedness in his eyes could still be seen.