She Wants To Divorce Me (MTL)

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For Ji Yaoguang, who revisited the old place looking for memories of the past, it was quite comfortable during this spring break. The world of the two people is no different from a honeymoon trip again. It is said that it was just over a month, but for her, this A period of time is calculated by "years", and the whole person's mood has changed drastically.

Ji Yaoguang, who woke up early the next day, was unwilling to leave the warm bed. He leaned on the bedside table and flipped through WeChat messages. From time to time, he cast his eyes on Chang Yu who was still asleep, looking at her quiet profile. Give birth to a kind of quiet feeling of time. It's just that they are, but it's hard to find peace in others. The most news was sent by the agent Su Ci, which was nothing more than some job entrustment and the little complaint about bringing new people.

The second is Bian Yuting.

"Something happened to your ordinary friend." For fear that she didn't know, she swiped more than a dozen of the same sentence, and finally an exclamation mark was attached to indicate that she didn't know whether it was shocking or other emotions. The words are very familiar, but they pieced together a sentence, Ji Yaoguang had to think for a while before she knew what she was expressing. This ordinary friend refers to Cheng Henian, right? Her brows frowned slightly, and there was nothing unusual for her to go to Cheng Henian's circle of friends.

"What are you talking about?"

Bian Yuting was also swiping his mobile phone, so after Ji Yaoguang uttered this sentence, he immediately replied: "Go to the hot search on Weibo by yourself." After a while, he said, "You said I want or not." What about taking advantage of others'? Forget it, you answer the phone." Ji Yaoguang's gaze remained fixed on the screen for a long while, of course she was unwilling to answer, and she hung up the phone the moment it came in, and typed in reply: " She is sleeping, I will check Weibo first."

Who this "she" is is self-evident.

Weibo has already exploded, and Ji Yaoguang and Chang Yu’s interest in revisiting the campus soon subsided. The hot topic #程鹤年打人# was pushed up. This time it was more violent than ever, she The life experience from childhood to adulthood has completely wiped out the contradictions in the family. Of course, the wind direction is completely directed against her. Ji Yao lightly clicked on the blurry video at the front, and she could vaguely see her pulling and pulling a few men in a bar, and finally the beer bottle exploded on the man's head. As for the man, his face was a little familiar, and it took a long time to remember that he was Jiang Liu, the son of the old man of Shengtang. Ji Yaoguang didn't turn on the voice, but just by looking at the screen, one could guess what kind of foul language those people said. It was only a small internet celebrity who first released the news, and then it was forwarded by major entertainment media, and the truth of the matter was gradually distorted. Under their description, they slowly sketched out an unknown, corrupted private life, and a threesome. In the past four years, Cheng He also ran away from home and cut off justice with her father. She was also labeled "relentless" and "unfilial".

"Something happened, do you need help?" Ji Yao thought for a moment and sent a message to Cheng Henian. She didn't hate this person, and even said that she was a bit speculative. In Cheng Henian's body, she could see a little of herself. Not only did the fierceness and willfulness of the year of Crane be magnified, but she was slowly on the right track under the guidance of the people around her. It is not necessarily a bad thing to have edges and corners, but it deviates from the consensus of the public and is easy to be Apply the cured label. Feeling and feeling intertwined in her heart, waiting for no reply, she threw the phone aside, closed her eyes and fell into a dream in contemplation and meditation.

Of course Cheng Henian didn't have time to pay attention to Ji Yaoguang's news, she didn't turn on the phone at all. The whole person was curled up on the sofa, with cold and disdain between his eyebrows. Those noble princes always take themselves seriously, thinking that a little leisure and influence are great, and abandoning the identity behind him, what is he? Most of the New Year’s holidays are approaching, and the homes that I haven’t contacted for a long time also opened one phone after another. I was so upset that I found a bar to replace the resident singing at my hometown, and also used this to vent my emotions. Caused such a thing?