Mu Qingcheng looked at Cheng Yijie in astonishment, she was even more at a loss for such a 360-degree change in attitude.

"Isn't that exactly what you're looking for?" Cheng Yijie's eyes were weird, "I don't confirm the evidence you provided today, I just want to save face a little." I really didn't expect you to have it

This hand. Being able to invite Barrister Wu is Gu Hengyu's credit. ”

Mu Qingcheng's face was gloomy. "So what, what does it have to do with you!"

"No wonder he's so active, he can't wait for you to get a divorce so you can throw yourself into his arms." Cheng Yijie said sarcastically, "But he is delusional and daydreaming." ”

Mu Qingcheng wanted to say to him, how do you know that people are delusional and daydreaming, but they shrank under his eyes, pursed the corners of their mouths, and said nothing.

"Let's go, let's drink, please prepare two glasses." Cheng Yijie shook the wine bottle in his hand, "I know you like to drink red wine, so I specially chose a bottle of French red wine." It's good to get together and disperse, if you can't be a husband and wife, you can still be friends. ”

Mu Qingcheng felt bitter in his heart, he knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, he was friends from the beginning, wouldn't there be these love-hate entanglements later? Love is deep, hate is so deep, she still loves him so much, how can she be friends with him! But she didn't say anything, turned and walked towards the kitchen, and took two glasses. No matter what, the wine still has to be drunk, and since he has promised to get together and disperse, she can't lose her grace.

Cheng Yijie entered Mu Qingcheng's room and opened the wine bottle. After Mu Qingcheng brought the glass, Cheng Yijie filled the two cups with wine, handed one of them to Mu Qingcheng, and raised the wine glass himself. "Come, a toast to our divorce."

Mu Qingcheng tried to cheer himself up, tried to force a smile, and tried to hide his loss and sadness. However, her pale cheeks and distracted eyes illustrate how many sleepless nights she has spent, and "broken love" is clearly written on her face, which she cannot hide or avoid. She drank the glass of wine and swallowed it with tears.

The intense raspberry flavor, fresh and refreshing, reminded her of the French red wine in a canned wine she had drunk in the small town of Bosnia-Herzegovina in France. and the long-forgotten "vampire" also suddenly broke into his mind. She shook her head vigorously and walked to the window, nervously tapping her fingers on the lattice, staring at the boundless rain and fog of the darkening sky outside.

Cheng Yijie walked over and leaned against the window with her, his hand holding the wine glass was trembling slightly, the wine glass was still full of red liquid, he didn't drink a sip, but Mu Qingcheng didn't notice it.

She asked softly, "Why do you like men?" ”

Cheng Yijie seemed to shake, and soon, he said, "I don't know why this is happening." ”

"When you hugged me, kissed me and touched me before, you actually felt very disgusting, and you just forced yourself to act, didn't you?" Mu Qingcheng's face was a little feverish, and his heart was beating irregularly, "I really admire you, you can act so realistically, you are not only a ghost-eyed talent, but your acting skills are also first-class, you can win the Oscar." ”

Cheng Yijie was silent for a while, and the air seemed to freeze, suffocating. Then, he said bluntly and coldly: "I know I'm sorry for you, but I also have no choice, and the pressure from all sides is too great." ”

Mu Qingcheng's heart couldn't stop sinking, and the grief and humiliation made her speechless. She turned around and took the bottle and filled herself with another glass of wine. Tears rose into her eyes, clouding her vision. She leaned against the window, her forehead against the window sill, the wine in the wine glass overflowed her glass, the wine was too full, and her feelings for Cheng Yijie were too full, so she was so sad and desperate. She poured the wine out the window, emptying the glass, but not her emotions.

Cheng Yijie walked to her desk and put the cup down. Mu Qingcheng quietly wiped away the tears and turned back calmly. He looked at her, and then he smiled reluctantly.

Mu Qingcheng's face burned even more, and his heart was beating wildly. She didn't understand why she felt drunk after only drinking a glass of wine. Blood was speeding through her body and limbs, and a strange flame fluttered in her veins, uncontrollably bursting out of every pore of her body.

She couldn't stand still from a sudden attack, she grabbed the back of the chair, dizzy, and felt only that her whole body had lost strength and was shaking.

She fell into Cheng Yijie's arms and was carried to the bed by him and lay down. He closed the door to his room, closed the window again, and closed the curtains. Then he went back to the bed and sat down, reached out his hand, and began to unbutton her clothes.

Mu Qingcheng realized that the situation was wrong, she was fooled, he didn't come to her to celebrate the divorce, but to destroy her innocence and make her unmarried!

"You...... In wine...... Drugged? She couldn't control her trembling voice.

"I'm sorry, little orange." Cheng Yijie struggled and said with difficulty, "I don't want to hurt you, you forced me to do this." ”

Anger, embarrassment, hatred, and the flames in Mu Qingcheng's body burned together, she still looked up to him, she didn't expect him to do such a despicable and obscene thing, insulting and damaging her again, and it was more serious and bad than before.

Her face was as pale as death, and at the same time as tears burst out of her eyes, it was a flame, a flame that could consume everything. Her eyes are two deep wells, fire and water of the same origin. Cheng Yijie felt a violent cramp in his heart, and if he drowned and burned to death in these two wells, he would be willing.

He didn't dare to look at her anymore, just continued to move on his hands, without kissing or any intimate actions, using all his strength to suppress his impulsive emotions, pretending to be indifferent and indifferent. It's like completing a task to deal with this moment that should be soft and loving, soft and tender.

At the bottom of her consciousness, there was still some thoughts moving, and some vague thoughts were rushing towards her with the flames. She knew she was completely finished, and she could no longer escape from the palm of his hand. There is no chance of winning the divorce lawsuit.

Eventually, she became numb, her mind fell into complete confusion, and she fell unconscious.

All the disguises left Cheng Yijie in an instant, and he couldn't take his eyes off Mu Qingcheng who was sleeping, her face was very pale, her long hair was draped down, covering half of her face, her dense eyelashes were drooping, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the corners of her eyes were wet.

He hugged her tightly, pressed her head against his chest, and let the tears burn his internal organs. "Little orange...... "Little Orange," he whispered, "and when all is over, if I were still alive, I will make double the compensation to you." ”

He reluctantly got up, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, dressed himself neatly, and finally bowed his head and dropped a kiss on her lips, very lightly and carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting her. Then, he turned, no longer having the courage to look at her again, and quickly stepped forward to open the door and go out, closed the door again, and strode away.

When Mu Qingcheng woke up, it was pitch black all around, only distant lights were projected, imprinting vague and faintly dancing light and shadow on the curtains. She turned on the small lamp at the head of the bed, and the sudden light dazzled her eyes. She closed her eyes and struggled to sit up, tears still stained on her face, her hair draped over her chest and on her cheeks.

Cheng Yijie has already left, but there seems to be his breath in the air, lingering, she suddenly doesn't want to stay here for a moment, look at the time, it's almost half past nine in the evening. She decided to go to her cousin's house for the night, so she got dressed and dragged her sour body out of bed. A wave of dizziness hit, and she fell back to the bed, breathing heavily, and only after getting through the dizziness did she get up again and sit down in front of the mirror. She looked in the mirror, which reflected her face, pale, haggard, large, godless eyes, a hollow and lonely look, and a mess of hair...... Tears welled up in her eyes again, and she seemed to be immersed in a pool of water in the mirror, blurry and hazy.

Li Yanshan hasn't come back yet, it's dark outside. Mu Qingcheng didn't even turn on the light, went to the door in the dark and got an umbrella, and went out. She stumbled down the stairs step by step, it was raining and windy outside, her heart was like a knife, and she had a splitting headache! "Cheng Yijie, I hate you!" She burst into a shout in her heart, staggering forward, the wind stirring the umbrella in her hand, her clothes and pants soaked with rain, and water dripping from her hair. The headache was increasing, and the eyes were gray. She wants to find a place, singing and crying, crying about this crazy world, calling this ruthless world!

Walking to the bus stop, Mu Qingcheng's legs were already sore. A car drove over, and she didn't see the route to her cousin's house, so she got into the car in a daze, completely unconscious.

The car was empty, and she sat there alone, as the car bumped and looked at the rain sliding down the window, her heart was even more confused, and her headache was very intense. She closed her eyes, and the car stopped and drove and drove and stopped. Finally, it stopped and walked no further, and the end arrived.

"Where is this?" Mu Qingcheng asked in a daze.

The driver said the name of a station, which was on the edge of the West Lake. Mu Qingcheng got out of the car, walked forward in a daze, and walked until he reached the lake.