The atmosphere was stagnant for a while.

Zhuo Zhiwei obviously felt that the person's body was stiff.

She let go of her arms around her waist, and stood in front of the drinking fountain with her eyebrows half-closed, her lips tightened, not daring to look at her.

The only slightly trembling fingers seemed to be expressing certain emotions, with regrets and guilt, as if they had done something wrong.

Zhuo Zhi slightly lowered his eyebrows and glanced at him, his heart suddenly filled with dense sourness, and his brows were unconsciously twisted.

Forget it.

She told herself this, blinked her eyelids indifferently, and sighed.

"If you don't want to say..."

But the fingers that she clenched tightly did not say so, leaving a line of deep and half crescent marks on the palm of her hand.

There was some pain, but the pain was unclear, completely covered by the throbbing pain in my heart.

Zhuo Zhiwei understands that even if lovers need to have their own private space, they will also have their own little secrets. Her possessiveness has not been strong enough to pervert, and he did not say that He Qingqi must show everything in it. Before her eyes, no privacy was allowed.

But... Judging from He Qingqi's occasional dodge gaze in recent days, this matter is clearly related to him.

Biting his lip: "Don't say anything."

Tiredness lowered his head, about to turn around.

The person with his eyes down and not speaking suddenly took her arm, and the temperature of the palm of his hand was familiar and warm.

An unclear but faint warm current surged into his heart, Zhuo Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes slightly, and looked back at her, looking expectantly.

"I…"

He Qingqi's voice was slightly heavy.

There was another silence.

Zhuo Zhiwei stood there and waited patiently.

He Qingqi's eyelashes trembled lightly, took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked straight into Zhuo Zhi's black eyes: "I just remembered suddenly, I forgot to tell you something."

"What is it?" Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her seriously, his tone was calm and light, but in the calm but entrenched turbulent, his eyes were more like an abyss, not bottomless.

He Qingqi's lips twitched, and he blinked twice in a daze. The panic was about to come out, and she wanted to avoid it.

But that shameful relationship is like a regular bomb/bomb buried between them by the young and ignorant. If it is not resolved as soon as possible, it will be detonated by a certain spark inadvertently sooner or later.

Slowly, He Qingqi closed his eyes abruptly, and his heart shook:

"I and Fang Xuanyao were married." The speech was extremely fast.

The air was momentarily still, and there was only a gentle and suppressed breathing, Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her incredulously, she was ashamed to face that gaze.

Turning his head, biting his lip while waiting for the trial.

They were married.

There was a noisy sound in Zhuo Zhiwei's ears, his head was filled with these words, the adrenaline almost boiled to his throat, and his heart trembled in pain.

She tilted her head, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

His lips moved, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a while, she listened to herself.

"what did you say?"

The voice was cold and dry, like sandpaper running across the tabletop, making He Qingqi's heart aching.

His throat moved slightly, like a mocking sigh: "Why didn't you tell me before."

He Qingqi was speechless, moved his lips, but couldn't say anything.

How should she answer?

Said that he had liked her a long time ago, and said that he was worried that she would be far away from him knowing all this?

Not to mention telling Zhuo Zhiwei, it is that she herself does not want to admit these dark and shameless thoughts.

Zhuo Zhiwei thought for a moment, and shook his head as if he laughed at himself: "Yes, who am I? We have nothing to do with us. At best, we are colleagues. This kind of hidden relationship can't be as good as you and Fang Xuanyao, of course you can't tell me ."

She gritted her teeth, masochistic like a blood-stained knife, and rolled over her and He Qingxi's heart, and her tone of voice showed obvious jealousy and unwillingness.

Her fingers were tightly clenched, so tight that she was shaking all over.

"No, Wei Wei." He Qingqi couldn't bear to blame himself: "Don't do this."

"I never meant it."

Zhuo Zhiwei was a little tired, and pulled a chair back and sat down.

After venting, what returned to the chest cavity was endless emptiness and coldness.

She rubbed her eyebrows dejectedly:

"Have you already left?"

She barely recovered her mind and grasped the key point with sensitivity. At this time, her voice became round and cold like a moon. He Qingqi took a peek at her expression by the light, and Yinhui put on Zhuo Zhiwei's usual cold expression.

If she ignores her slightly trembling fingers, she is still calm.

He Qingqi was silent: "...I'm leaving."

"When did you leave?" Zhuo Zhiwei felt that she had calmed down to a certain degree, and it was not always enough to say that she was calm. Perhaps it was cold, so cold that she began to tremble, and her whole body began to tremble.

She knew Fang Xuanyao's existence from the very beginning, but falling in love and getting married are two different things. She even thought that He Qingqi was only in secret love. This person belonged to her from beginning to end, but suddenly an ex-wife appeared. ridiculous?

No wonder He Qingqi has been weird these days, such a blockbuster is indeed enough to blow her dizzy.

She couldn't help wondering in the bottom of her heart whether her posture was considerate enough and whether it was like a best incumbent, giving her girlfriend enough tolerance for her past relationships.

But the jealousy and unwillingness soaring in her heart almost overwhelmed her, her eyes were red and cannibalistic.

"A month ago." He Qingqi answered her.

For a moment, she was given a more specific time: "After returning to China to participate in "A Journey of Miracles"."

Zhuo Zhiwei nodded thoughtfully.

"Wei Wei, actually I..."

He Qingqi was about to continue to say something, so he heard the man sneer, his eyes flowed with strangeness and coldness, his eyes were like torches.

"That's why you didn't want to sleep with me at that time?"

Zhuo Zhiwei masochistically recalls everything in the past, looking for all the clues, and the clarity of his head has never been before.

"He Qingqi, you really opened my eyes." Zhuo Zhiwei paused.

Hearing this name, He Qingqi froze, confining her heart in endless panic, and her pupils spread.

"You have liked me for a long time? Since then?" The sweet sentence that once made her unable to help her new life turned out to be the fastest executioner.

"You almost made me the person I hate most, you know?"

"If your marriage and divorce are not as smooth as you think, or Fang Xuanyao is not letting go, do you have to..."

Zhuo Zhiwei paused, and a dense sourness rolled across his throat, spitting out those few words arduously: "Did you cheat during your marriage?"

In fact, in addition to questioning, she is more from the inner hatred of herself. She actually fell in love with a married person just like her mother. When it is difficult to accept, she can only use words to hurt the person in front of her.

Her eyes were too cold, as if she could see through people's hearts.

He Qingqi was ashamed to not look at her, but when he heard these words, he looked like a cat with blown up hair, his face flushed: "I don't!"

"Wei Wei I didn't!"

"Listen to me." He Qingqi walked to Zhuo Zhiwei's side.

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her puzzledly, wondering why she always added so many prefixes before she spoke. She was pale and powerless, and was useless except to show her guilty conscience and wasting time.

She suddenly felt that the girl in front of her was a little strange.

Is she still the overbearing second-degree girl who is sincere and gentle like a child?

It turned out that she had been hiding her from the very beginning.

The word third is her lifelong pain, it is the darkness she hides under the light and wind, she keeps such dirty blood, wishing that those wounds festered in the dark and never saw anyone.

But she was almost caught up in front of her, the girl she loved, and thought she would never hurt her, messing up the flesh and blood inside, and the blood that she couldn't wait to drain was gurgling.

I don't know if the smelly smell makes He Qingqi stay away.

His eyes were like moonlight, shattering the desolation and desolation all over the ground.

He Qingqi frowned slightly, looking at her like this, his heart seemed to be held in the palm of his hand by someone, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

I wish I could cut the person who hurt her a thousand times, so as to heal the pain in her eyebrows.

But she clearly couldn't know that the culprit was herself.

Even she can't be soft.

He Qingqi took a deep breath, looked at Zhuo Zhiwei steadily, and said seriously:

"You may not believe it."

Zhuo Zhiwei seems to be angry, and the woman who has always treated her gentle is now full of sarcasm, sarcastic: "If you don't tell me how to know if I believe it or not."

He Qingqi was choked for a while, but continued to say, "I was born again."

After saying a word, Zhuo Zhi raised his eyes momentarily, stunned, and stared at the person's eyes without blinking, as if looking for clues to deceive her.

But the seriousness and slowly flowing self-deprecating low in that person's eyes didn't seem to be fake.

Her eyes narrowed, the irony disappeared, she suddenly thought of something, her lips opened slightly, and she looked at her in disbelief.

All the previous turbulent emotions also returned to calm, replaced by another emotion and continued to turbulent.

"Re...rebirth?" She was a little incoherent.

"Yes." He Qingqi nodded: "Rebirth."

"I'm from ten years later."

Zhuo Zhiwei was lost for a while, muttering: "How... how is it possible?"

He Qingqi chuckled, "I couldn't believe it at first, but this is the truth."

"Actually, I have told you everything about Fang Xuanyao. I overheard it. It was my personal experience before the rebirth. We were married for ten years, but unfortunately, I was kept secret from my previous life. in."

He Qingqi trembled his eyelashes, and talked about everything in his previous life. The strange thing is that after telling the story, his heart was calm. Looking at the girl in front of him with stunned eyes, he was no longer panicked and overwhelmed.

On the contrary, it is a kind of relief.

She finally said it.

"She was very cold towards me, day after day of cold violence made me die. I finally figured out the divorce, but I still have to be squeezed out of the last trace of value."

"I was deceived, persecuted, and sent to another person's bed by her, even my life..."

"In the end, it was also given to her. It was a car accident."

He Qingqi shook his head and chuckled, only her relieved smile faintly flowing in the room.

But Zhuo Zhiwei's heart was sore, and the doubt deep in her heart disappeared without a trace.

She had never thought that this person had experienced such a thing, how could there be someone like Fang Xuanyao? Use the sincerity of others to frame her like that and let her be scolded by thousands of people.

Her pupils flickered, and she was breathing slightly quickly. The raging hatred that came up took over her heart instead of jealousy. She held He Qingqi's hand tightly, but she didn't know what to say.

"This period of rebirth is my happiest day." He Qingqi looked at Zhuo Zhiwei with soft eyes.

"At the beginning of my life, I met someone I owe. I want to do my best to compensate her and be her lifelong good friend, but."

He Qingqi laughed: "But our relationship is much better than in the previous life. She told me the most difficult secret in her heart, and I... couldn't help but fall in love with her."

Zhuo Zhiwei's throat became dry and tight: "So, the person who had a relationship with you in the previous life, was it me?"

He Qingqi nodded, and blinked his eyelids: "Yes, you are the hapless ghost who is tired of me."

Turning his head, He Qingqi looked towards Void and continued: "But when I found out that I was in love with you, Fang Xuanyao and I were not divorced. I knew that I could not stay with you so unclearly. Keep your distance for now."

Zhuo Zhiwei was startled: "Then, since she wants to use you... why is it so easy to divorce you? Will there be any problems in the future?"

"Because..." He Qingqi sighed, "Life is always full of drama, and she has been born again."

"She told me that she loves me."

He Qingqi said abruptly and laughed at himself, but he never said that Fang Xuanyao was wrong.

"So just follow my heart and divorce me."

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