Ye Jing always felt that in his childhood and adolescence, he used standard scripts of dog blood abuse.

After a few years of life as a carefree little princess, my parents divorced.

At the beginning, she had naively hoped that her father would come to her and mother one day, but she didn't expect that the last thing she was waiting for was news of Ye Yuannian's remarriage.

When she was a little older, she finally got used to the single-parent life with only her mother, and was ready to learn daily and actively pursue her dreams and become the pillar of the motherland. The reality gave her another heavy blow.

The year Xia Jin was diagnosed with the tumor, she was 16 years old and was just in her second year of high school.

Because of the long-term treatment, Xia Jin couldn't take care of her anymore, so regardless of her wishes, she forcibly sent her back to the Ye family.

As a young girl, she was impulsive and determined to do things, and her body was full of thorns. Three days after she arrived at Ye's house, she talked back to Ye Yuannian and quarreled with Ye Man. Later, she stayed in school for a long time and refused to go home.

At the age of eighteen, she became an adult, was admitted to university, and was finally able to be independent, so she completely broke with the Ye family and broke contact.

At that time, Xia Jin's illness had not been cured, but the savings in the family were running out. She could only afford the expensive medical expenses and find various part-time jobs to earn money.

She is beautiful, can dub and sing, and is considered a man of the school. Once, she made a small movie with her classmates at school, and it became popular on the Internet. Therefore, she was attracted by a certain director and invited her to enter the entertainment circle to make a movie, and she also paid a lot of money.

She was bewildered by the other party's soaring prospects and high pay, and she signed the contract without hesitation, so naive that she didn't even know the terms to find someone to help identify it.

A few days after signing the contract, she was taken to a private club to see the two investors.

There was another girl with her at the time. The director told her that she was only drinking with the employer. Although she hesitated, she thought about Xia Jin's medical expenses and some people together, and finally agreed.

At first, it was indeed only accompanied by drinking, and was mopped up, but the investment equation she accompanied was always drunk and suddenly became drunk, grabbing her hair and pressing on the sofa.

The lamp shadow swayed above her head, she struggled hard, was slapped a few times, and almost fainted. Later, in the chaos, she kicked him when he was unprepared, and finally walked out of the door.

That night, it was the season of cold spring, and there was a light rain outside.

The corridor was dim and long. She was hurting her foot, staggering and fleeing. After not running a few steps, she suddenly ran into an embrace.

The clean and cold strange breath brushed the tip of her nose, like the first snow in winter, she raised her head hurriedly, facing a young and stern face, for a moment in a daze.

This year, Xie Shuo was twenty-two years old, at a magnificent age, and he had not experienced the subsequent changes, nor was he gloomy and decadent in his eyes. He was noble and elegant.

He lifted her up, probably disliked her embarrassment, frowned slightly.

At this moment, Mr. Cheng chased after him, who was full of alcohol, still swearing swearing in his mouth.

Ye Jian shook his whole body, and subconsciously grabbed the arm of the young man in front of him. She grabbed the folds of the very expensive suit fabric and stained it with dirt.

"help me……"

Her voice trembled.

Xie Shuo glanced at her thin white fingers. Ye Jing immediately shrank and retracted her hand. Her cheeks were already swollen, and there were blood stains on the corners of her lips. Her beautiful eyes were full of water, and the tears on her face were not dry. , Looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Mr. Cheng swayed and chased him, and found someone stopped, stopped, glanced at her, turned to Xie Shuo, narrowed his eyes, and jokingly said, "Is this trying to save the beauty by heroes?"

Behind Xie Shuo, he followed his assistant Zhong Fu. Upon seeing this, Zhong Fu stepped forward and handed a business card over and greeted him.

Mr. Cheng squinted his eyes after reading the business card, his face changed in a second, and the corners of his eyes wrinkled with a smile: "So it was Mr. Xie..."

He looked at Ye Jing again, seemingly unwilling, and said drunkly, "Mr. Xie, this is the person I brought, you see..."

They are all people in the business field, and they don't look up to see you with their heads down. It's not guilty to hurt the peace of a stranger.

Hearing the words, Ye Jian grasped Xie Shuo's sleeves again in panic, with a desperate expression in his eyes, as if the drowning man had grasped the last straw.

Xie Shuo glanced at her again, the little girl's black and white eyes were full of tears, met the tears in her eyes, turned her head and said: "It's just a little girl. Since she is not willing, why should Cheng Zong insist? Just give me a thin noodle, how about?"

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, he whispered to the assistant: "Zhong Fu, send her out."

Ye Jing looked at him and let go of his hand in a daze. He couldn't believe it, did he really help her?

He didn't look at her again and continued to talk with Mr. Cheng.

Ye Jing followed Zhong Fu and walked out. After not taking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back. The man under the lamp was a long jade, full of brilliance.

Zhong Fu escorted her safely to the outside of the club, nodded at her, and turned back.

The night was dark, and the rain was still falling outside, fine and dense, a bit smaller than when it came.

Ye Jing stared at the rain slanting in the air for a moment, walking aimlessly along the street.

She was wearing a white dress with loose hair, her rotator sleeves had been torn, and she had no shoes on her feet. She stepped directly on the wet ground with water stains entering the gaps between her toes.

She didn't know where she should go, but she felt completely at a loss, and finally sat on a bench on the side of the street.

The spring rain fell on the body densely, wet hair and dresses, and became cold.

She sat blankly, looking at the endless street in front of her, feasting and feasting, cars passing by, splashing water.

For a moment, she suddenly filled with hatred.

Everyone hates it, hates Xia Jin for making her carry so much, hates Ye Yuannian for abandoning their mother and daughter, hates fate and refuses to be merciful to her.

She can only hope for things that others can easily own.

A pedestrian holding an umbrella passing by, seeing her look like this, kindly asked: "Girl, are you okay? Do you want to call the police for you?"

Ye Jian shook his head.

When the pedestrians left, she looked at the traffic on the long street, thinking about Xia Jin's medical expenses, and the liquidated damages she was about to pay, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, and she suddenly wanted to...end it all.

When it's over, you don't have to face it anymore.

Anyway, no one cares about her.

She got up from the bench, bare feet, and slowly walked to the side of the road. The drizzle was floating on her body, and her dress was tight to her skin, making her bones cold.

There was water splashing on Ling Ding's calves as the cars went back and forth. She walked to the side of the road, just about to step out of the sidewalk with her toes, when a black car suddenly stopped in front of her.

The car window was lowered, and the warm glow revealed the handsome face of the man, with deep eyes, high nose and thin lips, and the sharp curve of the chin.

He asked her quietly: "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Ye Jian was stunned, looking at him, a little dazed. It may be that she had just experienced such filth and embarrassment, and she suddenly felt a sense of whether he also had any intentions for her.

But she did not refuse, was stunned for two seconds, and stooped into the car.

If you are doomed to escape, then so be it. Who can you not follow?

After all, it won't get worse.

After getting in the car, she reported the address of the school. He told the driver to turn around and caught a glimpse of her bare feet. He gave her a pair of spare slippers and a towel.

The slippers were very clean. She put her cold feet into the slippers and glanced at him. The back of her feet arched due to tension.

When she finished wiping her hair and face, he handed her another blanket.

She reached out and took it, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the watch on his wrist. It was a German brand and was of great value.

After wrapping up the blanket, the cold on her body dissipated, the whole person was much warmer, and the mood was calmer.

He didn't talk to her, and didn't care about her anymore. He took out a document and put it on his lap, flipping lightly with his cold white slender fingers, his expression focused.

Holding the blanket with both hands, she couldn't help it, and glanced at him secretly. She looked half a cold side face, and her neck was submerged in the shirt, which was so good that she was heart-warming.

The light kept passing by the car window. I don't know how long it had passed before, and there was a sudden "cooing" sound in the silence, shaking the earth, very clear.

She froze and raised her eyes subconsciously, just to hit the line of sight he glimpsed from sideways. In the dark eyes, her eyes were cold and clear, like rain outside the car.

The sound in her abdomen continued. She squeezed her fingers, arched her feet in embarrassment, her face and ears were hot, she wanted to find a place to get in and disappear completely.

She lowered her head in embarrassment and did not dare to look at him again. When she was upset, a slender and clean hand stretched out, holding a small cake between her fingers, packed in a small box, as if she had taken it from a banquet.

She was startled again, raised her eyes to look at him, and it took a long time before she reached out to take it.

The cake is strawberry-flavored, fresh and sweet, but not greasy.

She took a sip, her nose suddenly became sour, and water gathered in her eyes.

She remembered that when she was very young, when Xia Jin and Ye Yuannian had not divorced, she was still the little princess in their palms. Every birthday, someone would prepare such a cake for her.

But that was a long time ago, and when I recall, even the picture feels blurry.

Now this little warmth comes from a stranger who has never known each other.

She slowly scooped the cake into her mouth one by one, tears falling like broken beads.

Finally, she turned her face away, turned to the window, and couldn't help crying.

And he seemed to understand that she didn't want others to show weakness and embarrassment. After looking at her twice, he withdrew his gaze without persuading her.

When I got outside the school, the rain had almost stopped, but the wind was still damp, brushing my cheeks.

She got out of the car and turned to look at him through the window.

He sat in the car, nodded slightly, bends the corners of his lips imperceptibly, as a sign, and then ordered the driver to turn around.

From beginning to end, he didn't even ask her name, let alone any intentions and thoughts about her.

The real light wind Jiyue.

Ye Jing watched his car go away, and stopped in the cold wind for a long time. Suddenly, he seemed to be in a dream, and even forgot to say thank you.

That night, she stayed up all night, figured out a lot of things, and stopped embarrassing herself. She returned to Ye's house to find Ye Yuannian, asked for a sum of money, solved the problem of liquidated damages and Xia Jin's medical expenses, and returned to her normal life.

I really knew his name and identity after more than half a year, when she accidentally saw him in an interview.

Under the spotlight of the media, young men were full of spirits and dazzling brilliance.

Later, she began to pay attention to his movements and news, and every time she heard his name, she would involuntarily pause.

——Does she like him?

Eighteen years old is the age of the girl Huaichun, and he broke into her life in such a way, and gave her light and hope when she was most desperate.

It's not tempting, it's fake.

But it can only stop here. He is the unattainable pride of heaven. To him, she is just a little girl who has helped, just like a stray cat and puppy on the side of the road.

So she never thought that one day she would meet with him again, until the news of his blindness in a car accident came out.

When she got the news, she was dumbfounded, unwilling to believe it, and refused to believe it. How could a good person like him end up like this?

Later, she hesitated for a long time, but after all, she couldn't match the thought in her heart. She found Ye Yuannian and heard the exact news. When she learned that the Xie family was looking for someone to marry, Huyou Ye Yuannian facilitated the marriage.

...

After listening to Ye Jian's recollection of the past, Xie Shuo gradually recalled it.

No wonder he sometimes finds her familiar, they did have an intersection. The reason why he helped her at that time was actually very simple. First, the club was under the Xie family, if something really happened, the impact would not be good; second, she was a teenage girl at the time, looking embarrassed and pitiful. , He is a big man, he can't really die.

As for sending her home, it was a temporary motive.

That night, when he came out of the clubhouse, and when the car was passing through the long street, through the car window, he saw the little girl in embarrassment, sitting alone in the rain. Later, when she got up and walked toward the middle of the road, he vaguely sensed her thoughts of death, and felt a little unbearable in his heart. Thinking that it was just a matter of effort, he stopped and stopped her.

It's just that she didn't expect an unintentional act many years ago, but she remembered it for so many years.

"I promised to marry you just to repay the kindness of the original. Now that your eyes are better, I can also retreat and leave." Ye Jing looked at him and said softly.

In this way, many things have been explained, but Xie Shuo always frowned and looked irritable.

For a long time, he said: "Even if the cause is this, there is no need to divorce."

He procrastinated in this way and refused to let go. Ye Zhen finally figured out a few different meanings. She looked into his eyes and suddenly asked: "Do you think you like me, that's why you refuse to divorce?"

Xie Shuo had a meal without denying it.

Ye Jing curled up his fingers on his legs, pressed down the strange and sourness in his heart, and said: "You don't like it, you are just used to it. It's me instead. If someone takes care of me when I can't see it. For more than half a year, I will definitely get used to and depend on it."

Xie Shuo looked at her and frowned deeply.

Without waiting for him to argue, Ye Yan continued: "If you really like me, how come you don't even know if I am angry? How many times have you cared about me in the past month? Besides, we have been together for so long. Which time did I take the initiative?"

Even if such an intimate thing happened after being drunk, he could leave her casually the next morning and go busy with his work, without a word of relief afterwards.

There are some things that she can calmly go through without thinking about it, but the situation is different now.

He returned to the position of the proud son of heaven and didn't need her anymore.

"My parents were divorced since I was a child, and I have never tasted much family harmony. I can't bear the feelings and marriage that will come. If you can't see it, it's okay for us to continue like this, but you can see it now, and there are others. There is no need to choose..."

She looked at him, curled her lips, and smiled.

"Xie Shuo, you are fine. You can see it again. I am really happy. I have never complained about this marriage."

She has a pair of very beautiful eyes, clear and transparent, as if she could see to the bottom at a glance.

Xie Shuo looked at these eyes, a little trembling, and heard her soft and calm voice.

"You should be with the person you like. I also want someone who truly loves me, without other feelings, whether it is gratitude or habit. I don't want you to regret one day, let alone step me. In the footsteps of my mother."

"So, let's get a divorce."

"So, let's get a divorce."

The light words sounded in the room, and there was no other voice for a long time.

As soon as he said the words, Ye Jian's heart twitched, and his thin white fingers were also tightly tightened.

Xie Shuo looked at her and wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Her accusation was indeed correct. He hadn't paid much attention to her for a long time. At the very beginning, he was even bored and despised, thinking that she was superficial and vain, and occasionally a little soft talk was nothing but him. I was in a good mood, so I indulged her a little bit.

He has become accustomed to her initiative and not holding grudges, so even if he lied to her this time, he knew that she would be angry, but he didn't want to coax her.

In his cognition, no matter how bad things he did or how indifferent he was, after a day or two, she would turn it off by herself, and he didn't need to bother at all.

However, he did not expect that all of this was based on the premise of his blindness, because he was frustrated and frustrated, so she was willing to accommodate in every possible way.

In the final analysis, her original intention was just to repay her gratitude.

She had a firm expression on her face. Xie Shuo knew that she was angry now. It would be useless to say more. He was silent for a while and could only say: "Divorce is not as simple as you think. New Year's Eve is coming soon. We have to go to Grandpa's side. He is too old to be irritated. We will wait a few years before we talk about this. We will all calm down and think about it later."

After all, the Xie family is not an ordinary family. Marriage and divorce involve many issues. Thinking of Xie Baiyan and his father, Ye Jing nodded and said, "Okay."

After the talk, the atmosphere between the two was a little subtle, Ye Jian got up and went out of the house.

Xie Shuo sat in the same place, silent for a long time, raising his hand to support his forehead.

A few days later, when Xie Baiyan was discharged from the hospital, Ye Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had to visit and take care of him every day.

In her spare time, she returned to the studio, planning to find Xiang Quan to pick up some roles for her and return to her career.

Who knows, as soon as she entered the studio, everyone said respectfully: "Hello, Mrs. President."

Ye Jian: "..."

Are you poisonous?

Everyone was laughing and joking, serving tea and handing water graciously, and there was some gossiping together. For a moment, it seemed as if she was back when she was not married.

Xiang Quan raised her eyebrows when she learned that she was going to take over the job, and couldn't help but joking: "You are married to a wealthy family and become the president's wife. Why don't you stay at home and enjoy the happiness?"

Ye Jing put the bag on the table and glanced at him: "If you don't get the book, just tell me, our studio doesn't need to be opened anymore. Let's close it as soon as possible."

Observing her expression, Xiang Quan always felt that she seemed to be in a bad mood today, so he hurried to pick a script for her.

Until the Spring Festival, Ye Jian stayed in the recording studio, going out early and returning late every day, busying himself as a top, and had no time to think about other issues.

Xie Shuo was also very busy. Although he wanted to ease the relationship between the two, he lacked skills and could not find a chance.

It was the Spring Festival in a blink of an eye, and on the night of the New Year's Eve, Ye Jian accompanied Xie Shuo back to his father to have a reunion dinner.

The car was parked in the yard. Ye Jing got out of the car and was about to go forward. Xie Shuo suddenly stopped and glanced at her.

Ye Jian: "?"

Ye Jing was puzzled, and only when he saw his raised elbow did he react and stepped forward and took his arm. The two walked forward through the gravel path, as if they were a loving husband and wife.

Closer, she smelled the familiar clean breath on his body, couldn't help but glanced at his profile, mixed emotions surged in her heart.

Xie Shuofuming, the old man was happy and much better, sitting in the living room, surrounded by a group of juniors, with a smile on his face.

Ye Jing and Xie Shuo went to say hello to him, and they were dragged and spoken for a long time-of course, the topic still cannot be separated from the link of giving birth.

The whole room was full of guests and there was a burst of laughter. After dinner, Ye Jing suddenly received a call from Xia Jin.

There was a lot of noise all around, she couldn't hear clearly, holding the phone, she went to the courtyard outside by herself.

"Proficient, will you come back this year for the New Year?" Xia Jin asked.

Ye Jing hesitated for two seconds, and said, "I just took a few roles, and I have to rush to work in the next year. I may not be able to go back. I will go back and stay for a while when I finish my work next month."

By next month, the matter between her and Xie Shuo should be resolved, and then she would like to take a long vacation to make adjustments.

On the other side of the phone, Xia Jin wanted to say something and wanted to ask about her and Xie Shuo, but she couldn't speak up. After all, she didn't give a good face when she came here last time.

"Okay, pay attention to your body outside, don't just focus on work..."

In the living room, Xie Shuo put down the tea cup in his hand, turned his head, and found that Ye Jin was missing.

When he couldn't see before, she always stayed with her every step of the way, and she rarely left him alone.

Xie Shuo rubbed the wall of the white porcelain cup, his eyes darkened, and after a while, he got up and walked upstairs.

There is a small room dedicated to wine storage on the second floor. The mahogany cabinets are antique in appearance.

Before he approached, he saw Xie Yuran holding a bottle of wine, standing at the door, looking slightly sullen.

"Brother, drink?"

Xie Shuo didn't answer, walked straight over, and entered the room with him.

The two sat down at the small table by the window, and one poured a glass of wine.

Xie Shuo raised his elbow and held the wine glass, the long finger bones close to the wall of the glass.

He looked at Xie Yuran and asked faintly: "Is there something to say?"

Xie Yuran took a sip of wine and smiled: "We haven’t drunk like this for a long time. I remember when we were in high school, there was a time when we two secretly drank outside in the middle of the night and almost had a fight. It's a good curse..."

Xie Shuo seemed to recall the past, with a gentle expression on his face.

In fact, when they were young, the relationship between the two brothers was still close. Xie Yuran always liked to follow his brother. He occasionally got into trouble. He didn't dare to tell others, but dared to secretly ask him for help and clean up the mess.

When the years got older, Xie Shuo began to take over the family business, and the two talents gradually became estranged.

The reason is simple, nothing more than to avoid suspicion. With an identity like Xie Yuran, under Xie Baiyan's knees, he naturally has to bear a lot of suspicion, especially after Xie Shuo's accident.

The aroma of wine is permeating, and the drunkenness is getting stronger.

Xie Shuo touched the cup with him and asked, "How is your company doing?"

Xie Yuran has his own company outside. Although he is not better than that, he is also considered to be the Xie family's property.

Xie Yuran smiled and said, "It's okay."

The suspicion and estrangement of nearly two years finally disappeared completely at this moment.

The night outside the window was getting darker, and there were few stars on the dark blue sky.

Xie Shuo gradually became drunk, his slender fingers propped his forehead, a bit of sorrow appeared between his eyebrows.

Xie Yuran asked: "Brother is upset?"

Xie Shuo raised his eyes, his eyes condensed slightly, the words reached his lips, and he swallowed back, feeling that there was no need to say.

He is a man who doesn't even have a wife, and it's useless to tell him.

Xie Shuo put down the wine glass and got up: "I'll go see your sister-in-law."

The author has something to say: if you don’t break or stand, Xiao Xie and Xiao Ye’s marriage is not equal from the beginning, so you can only start from the beginning if you break it~

It is true that Xiao Xie does not care enough about his wife, the crematorium still has to arrange it_(:з」∠)_

But there will be no dog-blood abuse, just start from the beginning and fall in love sweetly~

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