Kyoto is still home.
Song ran heard the sound of the engine in the yard, so he gathered a coat and came out of the study. As soon as he got down two steps, he saw shangrui being ushered in by a servant.
"How is Madame doing?" Shang Rui loosened his tie.
The servant closed the door and replied in a low voice: "madam, I've been busy with work these days, and I haven't spent much time at home, but I've eaten my meals on time, and I haven't dropped anything."
"Good."
Shang Rui changed his shoes in the porch, and when he lifted his feet to walk in, he inevitably looked at the woman who was half leaning against the handrail of the stairs.
The two men were silent, because they were both too smart and wise. There was almost no warmth in their communication, and they never said much nonsense.
Song Ran's eyes are clear and cold. He takes back the sight that falls on shangrui. Then he comes down with the handrail of the stairs. He takes off the suit coat from his hand and hangs it on the hanger next to him.
"You haven't been back for some days." After hanging up her clothes, she folded her clothes and went to the restaurant. After a while, she came out with half a cup of warm water and leaned against the door of the restaurant and looked at him with a smile.
Shangrui not light or heavy to "um" a, he originally did not intend to say anything, when he raised his feet to the stairs, he was suddenly stopped by song ran.
She was shaking the water cup in her hand, her eyes drooping, "come back specially, don't you have anything to say to me?"
She mercilessly exposed that each other's five-year marriage did not leave any sense of friendship. Shangrui hears the steps of speech. His eyes are gloomy in an instant. One foot has just stepped up the stairs. After thinking about it, he responds with two words: "No."
When he came out of the bathroom and folded into the study, he found that song ran was sitting on his office chair. A desk lamp was turned on in the whole study. He specially turned the light to the lowest level, which only illuminated the woman's pale face.
At this time, shangrui's generous body blocked by the door, and the corridor light shone from behind, casting his narrow shadow on the floor.
"You should not go into my study, which I stress very clearly." He had a gloomy look and a cold tone.
Song ran chuckled with self mockery, closed a stack of materials unfolded in front of her, pushed it aside, then raised her eyes, and accurately grasped the man's eyes in the dim sight, "let's talk about it."
Since he is not willing to take the initiative to mention it, it is up to her to pick out the window paper.
"Where I can't get in, can she?" She stretched her voice, and every word seemed lazy and idle.
Shang Rui's voice sank, and his steps broke down two steps further. He took the door behind him. His body was hidden in the dark, and his voice was cold. "You think too much. Haven't you taken medicine on time recently?"
"I'm not sick." Song ran interrupts in a sharp voice. There is a little despair in his forbearance, and he laughs with self mockery, "shangrui, you always care about yourself. Such a selfish person will care about others. Do you still have sincerity?"
"Song ran..." Shangrui pinches the brow bone, considering song Ran's current mental state, or swallow a lot of words back.
He was selfish. He avoided the dispute with song ran at this time. He was only based on his own point of view. He did not want to have any unnecessary friction with the Song family.
"Go to bed early." In the light of a desk lamp, he went to the desk and held her arm.
Song ran broke away. "Shangrui, let's get divorced."
She said such words of divorce, naturally will not carry any emotion, cold and decisive, as if prepared for a long time. After saying that, before Shang Rui responds, she pulls a divorce agreement out of the drawer and pushes it to him, "I have signed it."
"Stop it." He refused coldly, Sen Leng's eye light projected on the big words of "divorce agreement", and said, "I will not sign it."
He doesn't divorce, the reason has nothing to do with love.
In his expectation, it will be at least three years before he can get rid of song ran and Song family.
"Shangrui!" Song ran, biting his teeth coldly, stood up from his chair with a shrill voice. "If you are a man, do something responsible. Don't overestimate my endurance!"
After that, there were many more cruel words, which were all blocked back by the kiss of the man suddenly leaning over.
His thin lips were slightly cold, and he was wrapped up with cold and thin lust. Although he tried to cater to him, he still seemed strange and unnatural.
The warm liquid overflowed her eyes. She pretended not to know it and deliberately calmed down. In his pretended tenderness, she was intoxicated and satisfied. She could not control to deepen the kiss.
They all the way to the bedroom, dim vision, the man will hold her to bed, the body close, the picture quickly become out of control.
In his confused will, shangrui reaches out an arm and opens the drawer of the bedside table. Unexpectedly, she is pulled back by the woman's plain hand. In the struggle of strength, the man's reason is gradually recovered and calls her name with some slight anger.
"Song ran."
A woman in the dark with a pair of black and white eyes, staring at the man in front of her. At this time, her heart is desolate and I don't know why she has become this way."Safety period, don't wear it." She said softly and continued to kiss.
Shangrui looks stiff, reaches out to push her away, and then stands up to manage the messy clothes, "your body has not recovered, or early rest."
Song ran was holding a man's arm in the air, but finally fell down powerlessly and smashed it on the soft bedding. His eyes were moist and his eyes were empty. "Shangrui, are you sympathizing with me and thinking that you are charity?"
Shangrui is standing by the bed with the cool moonlight cage in the window, splashing on the white curtain, casting scattered light.
He is not sure.
"Shangrui, she has been followed. You should have known this, so you are coming back to confront me today, isn't it?"
Song ran pulled up the shoulder belt of her pajamas that had been torn off again. She sat up with her arms supported. Leaning against the edge of the bed, she fumbled in the dark and took out a package of cigarettes from the drawer.
White knuckles with smoke, the fire lit up, the room rose from the thin smell of smoke.
The scarlet light twinkled between her fingers, for it was too cold and desolate, and she was haunted by two conflicting auras, striking out the unconscious but intoxicating beauty.
"I sent her. She was very lucky. Someone saved her." Huff and puff out a smoke, she indifferent smile, "but not every time can have such good luck."
Shangrui's brows and eyes are cold and cold. Turning around, he can see the outline of a woman by the moonlight outside the window.
She has always been so opinionated, always so powerful, and so decisive that many men feel inferior to each other. Just like this, shangrui never regards her as his wife, and even can't perceive the innocence and willfulness of a woman from her.
And these qualities, Qifeng have.
"Song ran, do you know why you have depression? Because you think too much. " He paused, "I approached Qi Feng for another purpose. I hope you don't ruin my plan."
"Another purpose?" Song ran chuckled, "I hope so."
Feeling that this is not right, she temporarily changed her words, "if you can't move her, you are the one who can ultimately determine her fate. You can agree to divorce. In the future, our well water will not invade the river, or we can be clean and clean, and we will give the Song family less trouble to those unclear relations
She said, shangrui did not answer for a long time. After that, the mobile phone on the sofa rang. He walked over and saw the caller ID in a daze.
Finally, reject was pressed.
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