Nan Xian opened her eyes suddenly, her body seemed to be able to feel the pain from being hit, and she subconsciously frowned.

Where is this, hospital?

But soon, the extremely familiar breathing sound beside her made her stunned for an instant.

She blinked blankly in the darkness and raised her hand to her chest.

There were no wounds, no gauze, and no pain.

Didn't I get hit by a big truck, and why did I lie in my house without a single injury?

Didn't there be a car accident, just a dream?

But what happened before, why don't I have the slightest impression?

She sat up and reached for her phone at the bedside.

The unfamiliar touch made her stunned for a while, and before she could feel strange, she gasped in surprise at what was displayed on the screen.

August 15, 2012.

She turned on the screen again and again, but the brand new 4S in her hand and the time displayed by the system really told her that she was reborn.

Nan Xian sat on the toilet lid of the toilet, her eyes staring at her phone without blinking, and her fingertips swiping the screen trembled slightly.

International news, entertainment gossip, and even the news that my brother told me to stay up less late and rest more in text messages......

It's all exactly the same as I remember in 2012.

She pressed the screen-off button, walked to the sink, and looked at the tear-stained young face in the mirror.

For a long time, the corners of his mouth slowly and slowly rose.

He Mingxiao is also the same as she remembers, at the age of twenty-eight, he still retains an unconcealable sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his sleeping face is impeccable.

thought that she was fascinated by such a handsome and jealous face.

However, at this moment, at the age of thirty-three, she has a chance to start over, and she will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

Nan Xian shook him violently with almost a sense of anger.

He Mingxiao opened his eyes, first stabbed by the bedside lamp, and after getting used to it for a while, he saw that his wife was riding on him in a strange posture.

She has always paid attention to her image in front of herself, and her smile is a little out of control at the moment, and her eyes reveal an excited light as if she wants to conquer the sea.

He was startled for a moment, and his sleepiness disappeared, "What's wrong?" ”

Nan Xian reached out to hold his face and leaned forward, her cool hair falling on the side of his neck and causing a slight itch.

His breath sank suddenly, his Adam's apple slid down, and his hand reached out from the quilt to caress her narrow waist.

She was a stone's throw away from him, and her voice was full of irrepressible joy, word by word:

"He Mingxiao, let's get a divorce."

He was dumbfounded for a moment, and even thought that he had auditory hallucinations, and when he came back to his senses, Nan Xian had already gotten out of bed.

Glancing at the time, He Mingxiao pinched his eyebrows, got up to catch up with her, and said helplessly:

"What are you throwing a temper again, what's the matter with us tomorrow-"

The words came to an abrupt halt when he saw the large suitcases in the hallway, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

"What are you doing here?"

Nan Xian bent down to change her shoes, took time to look at him, and said in a relaxed tone: "I said, I want to divorce you." The marriage agreement is written, we are a nominal husband and wife, you use me as a shield, and I can file for divorce at any time, you can rest assured, I never married you for your He family's money, and I will not ask for a copper plate from you after the divorce, and I will entrust a lawyer to handle the formalities after that——"

The doorbell interrupted the conversation, and she turned to open the door.

A young man in a red uniform stood at the door with a bright smile, "Hello, I am Xiao Zhao, a porter who is not afraid to move late at night, and I will serve you wholeheartedly!" ”

"It's hard for you so late." Nan Xian invited him in and pointed to the big suitcases, "You can help me move these away." ”

Xiao Zhao waved his hand again and again: "It's not hard, it's not hard, you gave such a high commission, my colleagues are so envious, I wish I had taken this order!" ”

Nan Xian couldn't help laughing, seeing that he seemed to be in his early twenties, so she went to get a bottle of pure water and handed it over.

He Mingxiao crossed his arms and watched coldly, and when he saw Nan Xian, he no longer looked at himself, but instead cared about an inconsequential porter, frowning so much that he could kill a fly.

He stepped forward, grabbed her wrist with his big palm, and said in a low voice: "Nan Xian, divorce is not child's play!" ”

Nan Xian turned her head to look at him, with a smile on her face, but her eyes were full of mockery.

"He Mingxiao, divorce is not child's play, so is marriage enough? It was you who said that you would never leave when you proposed, and it was also the agreement you signed with me personally, I ask you, do you really love me? ”

The words were like a sword piercing his heart, He Mingxiao's pupils constricted, and his hands unconsciously unloaded his strength, "I-"

There was an eerie silence between the two for a few seconds.

He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me a chance, and I will explain everything to you." ”

"You didn't explain when I was there, and now I'm leaving, do you know to stay?"

Nan Xian sneered, "Don't Lao He, you bother, you didn't bother to give me the love you gave me before, and now I don't bother to accept it anymore." ”

She pulled her wrist out, grabbed her satchel, and walked out the door without looking back.

With a bang, the door was shut.

He Mingxiao stood in place, his raised hand slowly falling.

**

Actually leaving that home, Nan Xian's heart couldn't tell what it was like.

There is relaxation, there is relief, but more is still apprehension and reluctance.

Her love for He Mingxiao is never false, even if ten years of indifference have worn out all enthusiasm and expectations, even if she has had the idea of ending this marriage countless times, but deep in her heart she still retains the ignorance of the twenty-year-old heart, and she has pretended to be a husband and wife with him for ten years like self-deception.

But it wasn't until the day she was dying that she finally woke up-

Marriage is not a necessity in life, and love is not enough to make way for career.

She and He Mingxiao had too many obstacles before, and love was already a luxury, so once again, she chose to live for herself!

And live more excitingly!

Nan Xian sat on the hotel terrace and the wind blew all night, and her mind finally calmed down.

As the sky dawned, she began to check her work schedule.

At this sight, she was almost startled and fell out of her chair-

Just yesterday, she announced to her agent Tan Wei the decision to fade the circle!

Nan Xian's Fanmeng Entertainment was acquired by He's a few years ago, and after marriage, her identity jumped from its artist to the boss's wife, and she was either on her honeymoon or in contact with an upper-class circle like He's in the past six months, and no notice was arranged.

Tan Wei had already guessed that she had the idea of a light circle, as a part-time worker, even if she felt sorry in her heart, she couldn't refuse the boss's decision, and immediately rejected all the scripts and variety show invitations prepared for her.

At this moment, Nan Xian really can't wait to grab the ground with her head-

If only I could be born again one day earlier! It's just that there is no function to withdraw messages in 12 years!

After thinking about it for a long time, she still explained to Tan Wei and expressed her hope to continue to develop in the entertainment industry.

Unexpectedly, Tan Wei replied immediately.

She made a somewhat confused expression, and only said hello after a while.

Nan Xian breathed a sigh of relief, after working together for so many years, she knew that although Tan Wei was cold and silent, she was very reliable in doing things.

Sure enough, not long after she finished washing, Tan Wei sent a new message.

[You haven't announced for half a year, it's too hasty to join the group now, it's better to brush your face on a variety show, I have a new variety show on hand, and the director insisted on inviting you after being rejected, you take a look first. 】

clicked on the document she sent, and when the variety show name jumped into her eyes, Nan Xian was stunned for a moment.

- The first season of "Revealing Strange Stories", director: Zheng Hangwei.

Ding He mentioned this name in front of him the day before the car accident, but he didn't expect to see him again the day after he was reborn.

She suddenly felt a trance of time and space confusion, and she was distracted for a while before continuing to look down.

The introduction of the variety show was not much different from what she remembered, but when she saw the guest candidates, her eyes slowly widened.

Three of the four resident guests of the first season have been determined, all of whom are names that she has an impression of, but among these three, there is no Wei Zeling.

- That's right, Nan Xian refused Director Zheng's invitation in the first year because she decided to fade the circle, and the next nine years were because of Wei Zeling.

Prior to this, Wei Zeling had been developing overseas, and her domestic popularity was not high, but she relied on this variety show to enter domestic entertainment and accumulated a lot of popularity.

However, the current situation is that Wei Zeling is not the original resident guest, which means that if Nan Xian accepted the invitation back then, there would be nothing to do with Wei Zeling.

Nan Xian's gaze fell fixedly on the line of the guest column.

Her heartbeat became faster and faster like a drumbeat, and suddenly her eyes sharpened, and she jumped back to the dialog with Tan Wei.

[I'll pick it up!] 】

**

A few days later, she met with He Mingxiao again.

In the quiet private room, the waiter put the tea on the table and quietly retreated.

Nan Xian raised her chin to signal to the lawyer, then picked up the teacup and sipped gently.

The man sitting across from her obviously didn't have the heart to taste the tea, he took a deep look at her and opened the divorce agreement handed over by the lawyer.

His gaze was fixed on the line of "voluntary cleansing", he frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I want to talk to you alone." ”

The lawyer glanced at Nan Xian's face and walked out consciously.

Nan Xian put down the teacup and raised her eyes to look at him.

After a few days of not seeing him, he was much haggard, and he showed a rare tiredness.

Nan Xian's eyes suddenly became sour, and she hurriedly looked away.

He stared at her in silence for a long time, as if he had a lot to say, but in the end he just said: "It's okay to divorce, at least let me make it up to you." ”

She suppressed the surging emotions and coldly spat out three words: "No need. ”

The broken thread was the deadliest, and she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

He Mingxiao said to himself, "I did hide something from you, and I involved you in my life without considering your feelings, you are a good wife, but I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, I'm sorry." Nan Xian, I'm sorry. ”

Nan Xian's fingers on her lap curled down hard, and she subconsciously lowered her eyes.

She knew that she couldn't resist He Mingxiao's this-

is obviously sharp outside, everyone respects him and fears him, but when facing himself, he restricts his sharpness and seduces her with a gentle and tolerant appearance.

Let her fall into it again and again until she can't extricate herself.

Seeing that she was silent, He Mingxiao sighed lightly.

"Even if it's fake, we used to be husband and wife, and I will give you 49% of Fanmeng's shares, which is a thank you...... This half a year has been with me. ”

The tip of the pen slid as he signed his name behind another divorce agreement that had been prepared earlier.

When Nan Xian raised her eyes again, he had already left, and she looked at the empty place opposite in a daze, and her heart felt like someone had hollowed out her heart.

It doesn't matter, it's all over.

She picked up the teacup and drank it down, her eyes red from the burn, and she burst into tears.