Chapter 552

"When an abandoned baby wants to be a powerful family, he just doesn't know the height of the world."

"The Grand President of Tang Tang Ji married an abandoned baby! It's the most wonderful material of the year for the family members of the best who have been abandoned to ask for betrothal gifts. "

"It's impossible for president Ji to accept an abandoned baby as his wife!"

"President Ji's vision is definitely not that bad. Kick the abandoned baby, kick it, kick it... "

She closed her eyes and clearly felt the pain of a heart even the viscera. That kind of pain, not torture, is tired Tired Tired

……

In the evening, Ji Zhengting came home, seven o'clock, not too late.

Knowing she was upstairs, he went straight to his room.

Push open the door, the room is not bright light, orange warm light down, shining on the sofa. She was looking out of the window. She didn't see her face, only her tiredness.

That kind of tiredness comes from the bottom of my heart

It's like a string that's tight at the bottom of my heart for a long time, always walking on the edge of cracking, or, in fact, it has cracked.

Xu is to hear the movement, her eyes cast over, on his eyes.

Ji Zhengting's chest suddenly tightened, and his eyes contracted slightly. He was stabbed by her indifference.

He would rather she was crying, or drunk, or crazy vent

However, she was unusually calm.

Calm let his heart panic, let him uneasy, let him wander

She got up and came over. Ji Zhengting just stood and looked at her without moving. Song Qingcheng also looked at him.

They seem so close, so close, so within reach. However, it is clear that it is so far away

That kind of distance, not distance, is estrangement.

"You know that for a long time?" Finally, song Qingcheng took the lead.

It seems to be a question, but it is more affirmative.

Ji Zhengting drooped his eyelids. Finally, he was silent.

Song Qingcheng's eyes were red, his lips moved several times, "why don't you tell me? Why do you cheat me like a fool? "

The voice choked with these words.

Ji Zhengting frowned, "I'm sorry..."

If he knew that was the case, he would rather tell her.

Song Qingcheng can no longer control, shed tears of grief. Ji Zhengting's eyebrows closed tightly, and his eyes were full of regret. He went up and supported her shoulders, but song Qingcheng pushed him away.

She put away her tears and wiped them on her face. After she forced herself to calm down, she said, "Ji Zhengting, we..."

At this point, her trembling voice, difficult can not go on, tears in the eyes, but bite the lip, don't let it fall.

After a long time, she found her own voice, "let's divorce!"

The last three words are helpless, helpless, firm and resolute in their trembling voice.

Ji Zhengting's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he felt that his heart was suddenly torn. That intense pain, more than any time to pain. He has no sense of pain, no thinking, and even I'm losing my breath.

Without waiting for him to recover, song Qingcheng stepped forward, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss his lips. Cold lips close together, no matter how rolling, rubbing, can not find a trace of temperature.

In the air, there is only sadness and sadness.

Such a difficult kiss I do not know how long, did not wait for any of his response, song Qingcheng lost retreat. Two people, four eyes on, her eyes sad fragile, flashing tears.

Ji Zhengting's breath is slightly heavy and his eyes are deep. Raise your hand, thumb in the cold face, gently rub. Strength can even be regarded as gentle, but the fundus carries heavy pain.

Song Qingcheng had a sour nose, and at the moment when his tears fell, he once again kissed his lips.

This time, she kisses eagerly, like trying to arouse his interest, like drowning in the water, looking for life-saving straw. But, that kind of craziness, and let Ji Zhengting can feel the despair.

Ji Zhengting's heart pain and anger crisscross fusion, forced to clasp her hands, deepened, aggravated the kiss.

Each other's lips, lingering entangled together. It's like the end of the world and the end of life. Clearly embracing each other, but feel the people in my arms step by step away from themselves, more and more far, more and more far

Two people are deeply attached. It seems that they are willing to burn such unforgettable feelings into each other's soul. It seems that as long as they are like this, they will not be separated

The wind outside the window is very cold tonight.

Indoor, two people are closely intertwined with each other, the temperature is rising higher and higher, high enough to burn a fire.

……

That night.

They spent the whole night with each other. From eight o'clock the night before to nearly ten hours the next morning, they couldn't remember how many times they had been lingering.I just remember that every fierce collision and in-depth demand is like shaking the soul and going deep into the bone marrow. It's like two people's last indulgence on the edge of each other

……

When song Qingcheng woke up, he didn't know what time it was. But the eyes are astringent and painful.

One night's indulgence, in exchange for the pain of the whole body. However, compared with the pain in the heart, the pain in the body seems to be less unbearable.

The position around, has been empty, even a little temperature are scattered.

She looked at the empty position with red eyes.

How passionate and crazy was the lingering last night, how sad and heartless is the moment.

She supported herself out of bed. As soon as she landed, she almost slipped down. She needed to support the edge of the bed to stand firm. As soon as Yu Guang skims, there is a document on the bedside table to attract her attention.

He reached for it and saw the big words at the top of it

A few words, stinging the fundus of the eye.

A few light pieces of paper are as heavy as a kilo in hand. His hands trembled uncontrollably. Gradually, the eyes covered with a layer of water mist, blurred the words.

When the bedside table was ready for the pen, she held out her shaking hand to take it. Tears fell on the paper one by one, but it was not difficult to faint and dye every writing on it. Those dense handwriting is still clear and eye-catching.

Isn't that what you want?

Now it's done, why cry?

Why heartache?

Why not give up

Just sign it and you're free.

No longer need to bear so many cold eyes, discrimination, forbearance, abuse

No more There's no need to embarrass him!

She closed her eyes, put the tears in her eyes, held the pen, and signed her name.

This moment

She's free!

This moment

She heard a broken voice in her chest.