She Wants To Divorce Me - Chapter 11

Ji Yaoguang looked at the faint light shining from the crack in the door, he hesitated for a moment and then quickly pushed the door in, for fear that Chang Yu would suddenly regret it. The TV was on and the entertainment news of recent days was broadcast, and Chang Yu leaned back on the sofa lazily, with exhaustion in his eyes. The complexion without makeup looked a little haggard. It seemed that he hadn’t slept well for several consecutive nights, and his expression was still indifferent. Even if he heard the movement, he never raised his eyes and gave Ji Yao a glimmer of light. Seeing Chang Yu’s appearance, Ji Yaoguang suddenly felt distressed. She quickly stepped forward, squatted at Chang Yu’s feet, and looked up at her slightly.

“Ji Yaoguang, I’m very tired.” Chang Yu turned off the TV and ended the noisy sound. She pursed her lips and suddenly spoke.

A sore heart, mixed with a little grievance, Ji Yaoguang almost shed tears, she blinked vigorously, as if she had become extremely vulnerable during this period, and her emotions were affected by Chang Yu’s every move. Chang Yu previously said that it was exhausting to live with and take care of herself, and then asked for a divorce. What about now? What kind of words will she have after she says she is tired? Ji Yaoguang didn’t speak, and she didn’t know how to speak, so she could only wait for Chang Yu’s text quietly.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and finally it was broken by a sigh that was neither light nor heavy. Chang Yu stretched out the chin that provoked Ji Yaoguang and stared at her twinkling eyes, only to feel that his heart was being cut little by little by a blunt knife. She still did not speak, her fingertips slowly brushed across Ji Yaoguang’s lips and cheeks like light feathers, and finally covered Ji Yaoguang’s eyes with one hand. She forced her mind to calm down, and only when she didn’t look at Ji Yaoguang’s eyes could she speak in a cold and alienated tone. “What are you doing here?”

The heart was itchy, as if being moved by the gentle wind, Ji Yaoguang’s eyes were dim, only Chang Yu’s vague expression could be seen between his fingers. The rhythm of her heart beating suddenly accelerated, blinking, her long eyelashes swept across Chang Yu’s palm like a brush. “I miss you.” Saying these three words seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his body, and his body was a little shaken after squatting for a long time. She is waiting for Chang Yu’s response.

After a long while, there was a chuckle.

Ji Yaoguang couldn’t see Chang Yu’s expression.

Don’t believe it? No, Chang Yu always believed that Ji Yaoguang was able to say such things. How many times after the Cold War did he relied on sweet words to change his mind? In fact, sometimes it wasn’t Ji Yaoguang’s fault at all, and she still accommodated and apologized blindly. Chang Yu Qi Ji Yaoguang, she also hated herself. She moved the hand that was blocking Ji Yaoguang’s eyes, and went all the way down, taking out a box of ointment from her pocket. She knew Ji Yaoguang’s thoughts when she saw a twisted face when she opened the door. “Get up and sit next to me.” Chang Yu said with his eyelashes drooped.

“Oh, good.” Ji Yaoguang responded in a daze for a while. It’s just that her sore legs are out of control, and she can’t stabilize her figure and can only grab the nearest person with the help. Chang Yu also saw her condition and dilemma, and of course he would not push people away at this time. She pulled Ji Yaoguang up with a little effort, but the man’s footsteps were not steady, and after being pulled like this, she fell firmly into her arms.

Since the divorce, I haven’t had such close contact with Chang Yu again. It only counts for more than ten days. But for Ji Yaoguang, what is hidden in her memory is three years, day and night being missed and regretted. Three years of haunting. She lay down on Chang Yu’s shoulder and did not move for a long time.

Chang Yu frowned. She was about to push away Ji Yaoguang, who was so close, when she suddenly felt a wetness on her shoulders. Her body stiffened slightly, and there was a complex emotion in her eyes. His hand touched Ji Yaoguang’s back unconsciously, until the small choking sound gradually dissipated, and he was slightly relieved. Hearing Ji Yaoguang’s cry on the phone was something that made her feel like a knife. When this person stood in front of her, how could Chang Yu remain indifferent, saying that sentence? People hurt themselves.

Ji Yaoguang cried for a while and then left from Chang Yu’s shoulder. She rubbed her red eyes and squeezed out a forced smile. She deliberately barked her teeth and pointed to her cheek and said, “It hurts, I Didn’t hold it back for a while.”

Chang Yu: “…” A faint glance at Ji Yaoguang, Chang Yu did not pierce her careful thoughts. After Ji Yaoguang sat down, she hooked out a small group of ointment and gently applied it on Ji Yaoguang’s red cheeks. Rub it away. She thought of what Li Ou said during the day, she was a little lost, her fingertips did not have much control, until she heard Ji Yaoguang’s faint twitching sound, she said indifferently, “Sorry.” She was simple. But the alienated words made Ji Yaoguang’s eyes red again. Chang Yu glanced at her and sighed a little helplessly. She pretended to ask casually: “Are you familiar with Cheng Henian?”

Ji Yaoguang was a little strange when Chang Yu asked this, she still answered honestly: “I’m not familiar, I heard Yu Ting say before.” Although there are conversations on the set, how can you be considered an acquaintance without leaving any contact information? Seeing a trace of disappointment in Chang Yu’s eyes, she squeezed and said, “Are you looking for her? I can help you ask Yu Ting, she should have Cheng Henian’s contact information.”

“No–” No need to finish the three words, a thought struck through his mind, and Chang Yu changed his mouth, “Alright, please contact me when you have time.”

It’s fake to say it’s not curiosity. I still remember what I said in the Year of the Crane on the set. Turning around, Chang Yu came to inquire about her. Ji Yaoguang’s unhappiness was clearly written on her face, but she secretly glanced at Chang Yu’s expression, she did not dare to ask more. The two of them were relatively speechless again, until Chang Yu retracted his hand and stuffed the ointment into Ji Yaoguang’s pocket again. The plain “always” is like driving people.

Ji Yaoguang didn’t want to leave Chang Yu’s room at all. She looked left and right, and finally settled on Chang Yu’s expressionless face. Several times when he wanted to speak, he was shocked by the indifference from the inside out. Later, Chang Yu closed his eyes and made it clear that he did not want to continue communicating. Ji Yaoguang sighed secretly in her heart, left the house dingy, and intimately helped Chang Yu close the door. But the next moment, she began to regret it again, she touched her pocket, and suddenly remembered that her room card had not been brought out. Both uncomfortable and joyful, she twisted for a while and knocked on Chang Yu’s room door with an ambivalent mood.

Drowsiness and exhaustion came like waves of surging tide, and the body and mind were in an extremely relaxed state, and Chang Yu almost fell into that sweet dream. She was startled by the knock on the door, frowned and thought for a moment, then got up and opened the door. Sure enough, it was Ji Yaoguang’s red face that broke into his eyes. Her eyes flickered, and she pointed to the opposite door and said awkwardly: “Forgot to get the room card and can’t get in.”

Did you do it on purpose? Chang Yu raised his eyebrows and seemed to be saying such a sentence. There are many ways to open the door and enter the room, there is no need to come to her for help. Chang Yu’s gaze stayed on Ji Yaoguang’s trembling eyelashes for a while, and finally said nothing, letting her into her room. Ji Yaoguang, who got permission, was like a fish that successfully swam into the sea, free and fun. “I’m going to take a shower.” She threw off these words and slipped into the bathroom.

Chang Yu: “…” The frosted glass in the bathroom in the hotel made Chuoyue’s figure appear faint, and the sound of water rushed into his ears. Chang Yu glanced towards that side and then retracted his gaze. She returned to the sofa and copied the script filled with red circles, but her eyes stayed for a while, and her thoughts quickly began to drift away. The hour hand was walking ticking, and the neon lights on all sides were bright and dark. As if only ten minutes had passed, and as long as one or two hours had passed, Chang Yu suddenly got up and stared angrily in the direction of the bathroom.

At this time, Ji Yaoguang was also in an awkward situation. She didn’t want to touch the bathrobe in the hotel, and she didn’t bring any underwear, so she couldn’t go out naked. The hot water made my skin red and almost wrinkled. Biting her lower lip for a while, she was about to ask Chang Yu for help. She forgot the existence of the glass door, and actually banged her head on with a crisp sound. With bad luck, how much pain did you endure on this day alone? Ji Yao was so painful that tears flickered in her eyes, and she barely had time to take care of the messy and rapid footsteps coming from outside.

“Ji Yaoguang?”

The full of grievance found a catharsis in these three words with concern, and the pain on his forehead gave Ji Yaoguang another reason to cry. The knock on the door was very rhythmic. After crying for a while with the sound of water, Ji Yao lightly sucked her nose and said with a bit of choking, “I’m fine, Chang Yu, I didn’t bring a change of underwear.”

Chang Yu leaned on the door, keeping the knocking posture. She heard the strange voice of Ji Yaoguang. After hiding in the bathroom for so long, could it be that she couldn’t cry alone again? He suppressed the slight pain in his heart, and a sigh was almost inaudible. The sound of the water in the bathroom had stopped, and after listening for a while, there was no other movement before Chang Yu turned back. She looks similar to Ji Yaoguang, and they bought many of the clothes together. After looking through the suitcase for a while, Chang Yu didn’t know what he thought. When Ji Yaoguang wore that naked silk nightdress writhfully walked out of the bathroom, she recovered. He pursed his lips in annoyance, retracted his gaze on Ji Yaoguang, pretending to be nonchalant, and picked up the script that was thrown aside.

This December day, even if the air conditioner is fully turned on in the house, it still can’t resist the slightest coolness. Ji Yaoguang almost thought that Chang Yu was torturing herself deliberately. She called Chang Yu’s name dumbly, but received no response. His eyes lingered between Chang Yu and the bed, and finally walked resolutely to the warm bed.