Knight’s Love Letter

Fang Mingyu came back from a business trip this evening, Fang Shiqing called her to greet her.

"It's really insincere to call now," his sister asked him on the phone, "Why don't you pick me up at the airport in the afternoon?"

Of course Fang Shiqing knew that she was not really blaming her, and asked, "Did your unit not send a car to Justice Fang? Where's your brother-in-law? He didn't pick you up?"

Fang Mingyu said: "After the bus is reorganized, how can there be any other cars that can be sent to me? Your brother-in-law is busy, so I took a taxi back... Qingqing ask you, busy man."

The latter sentence is obviously for Wang Qi next to her.

Fang Shiqing teased: "I know that you have to live with your brother-in-law in the two-person world when you come back. I understand."

Fang Mingyu laughed twice: "What do you know, do you know? I forgot about it, I told you last time about the thing I told you in the past two or three days. Let the girls make an appointment, and you can meet."

Fang Shiqing suddenly had a big head and said vaguely: "I've been very busy these days..."

Wang Qi's voice a little further away came from the receiver: "Qingqing said yesterday that she wanted to invite you and me to dinner."

Fang Mingyu said cheerfully: "Really? It happens that I have no arrangements for tomorrow night, how about you?"

Wang Qi: "I'm fine."

Fang Mingyu continued to say to her brother: "Then let's make it tomorrow night, how about the hot pot?"

Fang Shiqing was a little speechless. He said that to Wang Qi casually yesterday, which was not sincere at all. He tried to dismiss the family dinner: "Tomorrow night I may..."

Fang Mingyu interrupted him and said: "Come on you, every few days in the middle of the month, you are in a panic, are you dating someone for a drink or something else? It won't be a serious business anyway. , push it back, and feel at ease with me to eat hot pot tomorrow night."

Fang Shiqing had to agree.

I chatted with my brother a few more times, and hung up the phone at just the right time. Fang Mingyu got up and prepared to take off the mask on her face.

"Ming Yu," Wang Qi said coldly, "I want to tell you something."

Fang Mingyu said: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it after I wash my face."

Wang Qi didn't speak again, but looked at her a little strangely.

Fang Mingyu was stunned by him for a few seconds, then turned around and went to the bathroom, and threw the mask into the trash can. She went to the sink and turned on the faucet. Thinking of something, his face turned pale for a moment.

After a while, she lowered her head and slowly washed her face, and slowly applied skin care products, released the long curls tied by the hairband, combed it carefully and neatly, and faced the He looked at himself carefully in the mirror, and then came out.

Wang Qi was sitting on the sofa watching TV news, looking as usual.

She walked over slowly, sat down on another sofa next to Wang Qi, turned her head and watched the news.

In the silence, there is an unusual atmosphere between the couple.

Wang Qi shifted her gaze from the TV news to Fang Mingyu, but she still turned her face in the direction of the TV, but her delicate nose moved slightly, indicating that she had begun to become unstable Emotions.

Wang Qi opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Fang Mingyu seemed to be rushing to speak first: "Do you want a divorce?"

She finally turned around, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.

Wang Qi frowned, reached out and took a paper from under the coffee table and drew it to her, whispering, "Yes."

Fang Mingyu ignored the paper box he handed over, tears rolled down, but she did not show weakness at all, and asked calmly, "Why now?"

Wang Qi put down the paper pump, leaned back, and touched his face with his right hand suddenly, his expression was a bit inexplicably embarrassing, he concealed a fake cough before saying: "A few days ago, I had a relationship with someone else...I think, I like him very much."

Fang Mingyu couldn't hide her surprise: "...is that someone I know?"

Wang Qi didn't seem to want to talk more, and said simply and clearly: "It was agreed before, once this happens, I will not fulfill the original agreement. As for the joint property in marriage, you Whatever you want, you can give it to you."

With a business-like attitude, he said, "You can divide your property how you want. I won't take advantage of you... After all, the main problem is still with me."

"Whatever, you can do whatever you like." Wang Qi looked at her and said, "I'm not in a hurry to do it in a day or two, you can take it slow. Come."

Fang Mingyu couldn't help but said bitterly: "That's it, you said you're not in a hurry? I think you wish the divorce office would work overtime tonight to help you handle the divorce procedures."

Wang Qi thought about it for a while, and said, "That's not true, it's fine tomorrow."

The corner of Fang Mingyu's mouth twitched, like a smile but not like, she took a deep breath and said: "Give me some time... Before this, I don't want to be known about our divorce, Especially my family."

Wang Qi nodded and said, "Yes."

Fang Mingyu put one side of her hair behind her ear and asked again casually, "Is that woman someone I know?"

Wang Qi glanced at her, turned off the TV, stood up, and said, "Let's talk about this later... I still have something to do. I have to go out. Go to bed earlier."

After Wang Qi left, Fang Mingyu sat in the living room for a long time before getting up and returning to the bedroom. On the wall by the bedside hung a huge wedding photo of her and Wang Qi. People smile sweetly, like a match made in heaven.

Only the two of them know that this photo is still hanging here, just to show occasional guests.

In the wardrobe of this room, only Fang Mingyu's clothes are hung, and the other half is empty every night on this double bed.

This is a model couple in the eyes of outsiders. They have been married for eight years and two months, but have been separated for eight years.

In the afternoon of the next day, Fang Shiqing received a call from her sister, saying that the unit was temporarily busy and could not go to eat hot pot at night.

After hanging up, Fang Shiqing, who had been listless for a long time, regained his energy and planned to go clubbing at night.

Sitting with Wang Qi and his wife, he didn't say anything, and he was a person who didn't like spicy food. What's the difference between simmering mutton in a hot pot in clear soup and eating paper?

What? Ask him why he can't eat red pot? Are you stupid?

After work, he walked outside with two colleagues, listening to them saying that they had opened a new music bar, the environment is good, the singers are good, the quality of the guests is also good, etc. I was thinking about going to try it at night. A colleague raised his hand and said, "Editor-in-chief, is it waiting for you?"

Fang Shiqing looked in the direction he pointed, and there was an A8 parked under the steps outside the door. The one standing beside the car was his brother-in-law Wang Qi?

The colleague who was talking said gossip and asked: "What kind of friend is this? It's handsome, but the car is a bit dirty."

Fang Shiqing knew what he meant, and smiled dryly: "That's my brother-in-law, my brother-in-law."

Colleague: "...Oh, bye."

To say goodbye to my colleagues, Fang Shiqing walked up to Wang Qi in a puzzled way and asked him, "Brother-in-law, why are you here?"

Wang Qi said: "Didn't you say we have dinner together at night? I leave work early, so I will drop by to pick you up."

Fang Shiqing said in surprise: "Didn't my sister tell you? She can't go if she has something to do."

"I said it, so it's just you and me." Wang Qi opened the passenger door and motioned for him to get in the car.

Fang Shiqing stood still, he didn't want to go at all.

Wang Qi thought about closing the door of the A8, and said, "Then drive your car, you guys in the fashion circle really have a lot of problems."

Fang Shiqing heard it and knew that Wang Qi had heard the words of A8 soil from that colleague just now. car came over.

A8 is dirt anyway.

Fang Shiqing was ready to bite the bullet and eat the paper, but he drove behind Wang Qi, but the dirt A8 drove to a French restaurant.

It's good not to eat hot pot, but Fang Shiqing is even more awkward. If he wants to eat French food with his brother-in-law, it's better to eat paper.

The waiter greeted the guests with a smile: "Sir, Miss... I'm sorry, two gentlemen, good evening."

Fang Shiqing wore a bohemian wide scarf today, with a ball head tied with the shape, his skin is white, his shoulders are much narrower than Wang Qi, the waiter looked away at first , When this "lady" came over, she felt that her height was a bit wrong.

"Ms. Fang" stood beside her with a drooping face, Wang Qi said to the waiter, "I have reserved a table in the afternoon, two people, the seat by the window."

Wang Qi and Fang Shiqing hardly spoke a word during the time of ordering and serving.

Fang Shiqing didn't know what to say. He chatted with his sister, and Wang Qi occasionally interjected.

He is also used to Wang Qi's silence, but today, I don't know if it's been a long time since two people have been alone like this, or for some other reason, he always thinks Wang Qi is a bit strange.

This strangeness is embodied in... He always felt that Wang Qi was secretly watching him.

After a while, Fang Shiqing began to feel on pins and needles.

He didn't know what Wang Qi was going to do. Did Fang Mingyu find out what was wrong with him and let Wang Qi test him first?

Thinking about it this way, he even felt that Wang Qi's eyes looked at him very strangely, just look at it, what the **** is that inscrutable expression? He was seen sweating coldly on his back, and his hands were a little unsteady when he held the cutlery.

After finally finishing the meal, he immediately found a reason to say goodbye to Wang Qi, and then ran away without looking back.