Divorce Strategies For Divorced Movie Queens

Ji Chenli was in a good mood, even more amiable to Minglang than before, he squinted at her and asked, "Are you here?" There was a light smile in his words.

Ming Lang came just in time, Ji Chenli thought about some things for many days but couldn't figure it out, so he could just ask her.

"Here we come." Ming Lang said, and then moved the stool in the corner over, and sat silently.

"You know?" Ji Chenli asked again.

Ming Lang seemed to know what she was asking, nodded and said, "Got it."

Ji Chenli said, "Are you embarrassed?"

This time Ming Lang didn't make a sound, she didn't turn on the light when she came in, she sat in the dark for a while before saying, "Happy birthday."

When Ji Chenli heard this, his eyes were hot and he wanted to cry.

She waited all her life for this sentence, but in the end she didn't want it, so Ming Lang hurried over and insisted on telling her.

What's the use, it's too late.

Ji Chenli looked at the woman next to her bed in the faint moonlight outside the house, is this thin woman with her head down still bright? Where is her arrogance? Where did her arrogance go? She never cared about herself, so how could she care about her birthday.

"Do you know how many years I've been waiting for this sentence?" Ji Chenli's throat was a little hoarse, and she tried to take a deep breath to make her voice sound less abnormal.

Ming Lang lowered her head, her hair fell from her forehead, covering her straight nose, forming a somewhat lonely silhouette in the dark night, she smiled and said, "Seven years."

Ji Chenli wasn't even surprised when she told the time. Ji Chenli raised the back of her hand to cover her eyes. She tried to force back the tears, but the tears still leaked out from the gap between the back of her hand and her eyelids. It was pitch black, Ming Lang lowered his head again, no one saw Ji Chenli crying.

In seven years, this word from Minglang's mouth is thousands of times more lethal than Ji Chenli's own, Ji Chenli's disguise is instantly defeated.

"Seven years." Ji Chenli smiled miserably, sniffing hard, "Minglang, I've wanted to ask you since the moment I got off the plane."

"When did you die?"

She should have guessed it a long time ago, she should have guessed it from the day she got married, but such a fact is too illusory, Ji Chenli herself didn't believe it.

"Minglang, when did you die and how did you die?"

Minglang's voice came from the darkness, with a distant sense of oldness, "Chen Li, it turns out that death is much easier than life."

"It turns out that I can be with you again after I die. If I knew this, why would I stay alone for so many years?"

"Chenli, in the years after your death, I always thought how much you must hate me to die in front of me in such a decisive way, so that I will never forget you for the rest of my life."

"But when I think of you later, what I think about the most is the years when we first met."

"Happy birthday, you waited for seven years, I waited for twenty years."

The back of Ji Chenli's hand was still on his eyes, but the tears had stopped. Her nose was a bit stuffed, and she spoke with a strong nasal voice, "Minglang, I thought I could start over."

"Why don't you die, why don't you die."

Ji Chenli started to cry again, laughed and cried, and finally shouted at the top of his voice, "You told me this! Why don't you die!"

"I have fulfilled your wish, I am dead, and then?"

"Then you told me that you also died and committed suicide at the same place where I died. What is that? Minglang, you hate me so much that you insist on making me restless until I die, don't you?"

Ji Chenli gritted his teeth to resist the choking in his throat, "Minglang, do you hate me that much?"

"I just loved you for the rest of my life. Even if I made a mistake, isn't the retribution from the previous life not enough?"

"Minglang, your twenty years or my seven years, which one is more painful?"

Ming Lang let her scold without saying a word, and waited for Ji Chenli to scold enough before saying: "I love you."

"You don't love me." Ji Chenli gritted his teeth and said sternly, "You said it yourself, you said you would never love me in your life."

Ming Lang said: "I regret it."

Ji Chenli secretly laughed that this person lived 20 years longer than himself, and he didn't see any other progress, but his shameless ability is much better than his own, so he said such shameless words with confidence, "I regret it too." Ji Chen Li Hong smiled, "Minglang, why did I fall in love with you when I was blind?"

"Ming Lang, if you still have a conscience, let me divorce you." Ji Chenli covered his eyes and sighed, "If you really love me, divorce me, I don't want to die again."

"The concrete floor tiles are so cold and hard, I don't want to die again. Minglang, please spare my life."

Ji Chenli used to always see how beautiful love is in various stories depicted in TV novels. The two of them care for and respect each other, just like the fairy tales of princes and princesses. How could it be so miserable for me?

I had only coerced Minghong once, and that paper marriage contract finally bound Ji Chenli himself. Just because of this, it was not enough for Minglang to humiliate her first life, even the second life she finally got. Do you want to step on the ground desperately? There is no such reason in the world.

"Minglang, if you really love me, why don't you show me some understanding and get a divorce."

But Minglang's answer Ji Chenli had already expected, a firm and unquestionable "no".

That's right, I'm just a poor wretch who can't love her, but if Fan Minghong is so considerate of her, why did he even end up in such a tragic and decisive divorce.

"Minglang, today is my birthday, the first birthday you can remember." Ji Chenli smiled wryly, "Take it as a birthday present for me. I really..."

"I really can't hold on anymore..."

There was a huge full moon in the sky, rising higher and higher, and finally a little light appeared on Ji Chenli's face. She covered her eyes with her arms, and there were two tears at the corners of her eyes. Ming Lang stood up, took Ji Chenli's hand, and Kneeling in front of Ji Chenli, "Chenli, I can promise you anything except divorce. Anything."

"I don't want it." Ji Chenli sneered, "Minglang, do you think if I die again, I will be reborn a few years ago?"

Ming Lang fell silent.

She knelt on the ground for a long time, nearly a century, and finally said a word out of exhaustion: "You won."

"Divorce, I agree."

"Leave when you leave the hospital."

But Ji Chenli said: "The divorce agreement or my body, Minglang, which one do you want to see first?"

So twenty minutes later, Ming Lang's personal lawyer arrived at the ward with extraordinary efficiency, took out the drafted divorce agreement, and presented it to this strange pair of couples with both hands.

The two divorce agreements were signed on the hospital bed. Unlike the last time, Ji Chenli felt relaxed this time, and only felt that the future was full of hope.

She probably believes that Ming Lang may really have a little affection for her, so that her life finally has a little weight in front of Ming Lang, but so what? Ji Chenli thought, what Minghong loves is only the Ji Chenli that she made up in her head, otherwise why would Ji Chenli not love a living person by her side for seven years, but after Ji Chenli died she fell in love with him? up?

"In the future, can we still be friends?" Ming Lang asked Ji Chenli after signing the divorce agreement.

"Sorry, I can't be friends with my ex-wife."

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

"This is my business, Miss Ming, it has nothing to do with you."