In the room.

Ji Baijian just looked at Song Zhizhi like this.

He said, "I'm back to divorce?"

Song Zhizhi laughed, "No."

no?!

Ji Baijian still dared not feel relaxed.

He didn't think that Song Zhizhi had figured it out so quickly and let go of his grudge against him so quickly.

He could only look at her like this.

Seeing Song Zhizhi walk into the house calmly, she stood not far from him, and the two of them face each other.

It's been a long time.

Song Zhizhi said to Ji Baijian, "I'm sleepy."

Ji Baijian raised his eyebrows lightly.

Song Zhizhi said, "I'm going to bed."

He did not explain anything, and did not mention anything that had happened before, appeared before him as if nothing had happened, and walked away from him as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Song Zhizhi's back as he went upstairs.

He actually knew very well that Song Zhizhi was no longer the same Song Zhizhi as before.

He did not follow upstairs.

Song Zhizhi returned to their bedroom.

She just looked at everything familiar in front of her. She walked to the sky garden outside, looking at the ashtray in front of her, countless cigarette butts.

She remembered that Ji Baijian quit smoking.

Now I sucked up so desperately.

Her throat moved slightly, and she made herself look cold and walked back into the room with indifference.

In the room, Ji Baijian suddenly appeared in front of her.

Song Zhizhi looked at him.

When Ji Baijian didn't smile, even if he had a beautiful face, he would feel that the man's breath was very cold, so cold that it made people dare not get close to him.

She said, "I'll go take a shower..."

Ji Baijian suddenly grabbed his arm.

Song Zhizhi's arm hurts.

Ji Baijian has great brute force.

She frowned.

"Why are you back? Don't you no longer trust me? Don't you think I'm useless to you now?" Ji Baijian approached her cheek and asked her fiercely.

She could even feel Ji Baijian's breath hitting her face, a little hot.

She hasn't spoken yet.

Ji Baijian suddenly kissed her lips.

"Um."

Song Zhizhi was stunned.

Ji Baijian seemed to not let her breathe and not give her any chance to speak.

The long night.

She only heard Ji Baijian say, "Song Zhizhi, since you came back by yourself, you will never escape from me again in your life..."

Again!

The next day.

Song Zhizhi got up.

There is no Ji Baijian on the big bed.

Last night.

Actually, nothing was done.

Ji Baijian didn't force her.

She walked into the bathroom, washed her face and brushed her teeth.

I just picked up the toothbrush and rinsed it twice.

"Vomit..." Song Zhizhi couldn't help but vomit.

This is true every day.

It's okay, but once there is any irritating foreign object in your mouth, you will be completely unable to control it.

She endured it and tried hard to endure it, but still couldn't control it.

There was a knock on the door outside the bathroom door.

Song Zhizhi was locked up.

She covered her mouth, trying to control the sound of her vomiting, and trying to suppress the rolling inside her stomach.

She wiped it clean, patted her pale cheeks, and opened the bathroom door.

Ji Baijian's face looked a little ugly. His impatient appearance suddenly became cold when he saw her, but his eyes were staring at her.

Song Zhizhi said, "I go to the toilet."

“Go downstairs for breakfast.”

After leaving a word, Ji Baijian turned around and left.

Nothing seemed to notice about her.

Song Zhizhi pursed his lips and looked at his back.

She gently stroked her lower abdomen, then washed up quickly and changed into an outing dress.

Downstairs, Ji Baijian sat in the dining room waiting for her to have breakfast.

It seems that I have returned to the past, and the two of them were still very sweet and warm.

She glanced at the breakfast on the table, which was very rich, all of which she once liked.

But at that moment, she didn't walk over.

She said, "I'm rushing to work, you eat slowly."

Ji Baijian didn't answer, but he didn't stop him.

Song Zhizhi left like this.

She just has a bad appetite in the morning, and in the morning, she will spit out what she eats immediately.

Ji Baijian looked at Song Zhizhi's back.

He smiled.

A cold smile.

Song Zhizhi left the house and she walked into the elevator.

Now that she had completely left Ji Baijian's gaze, she still felt a scorching gaze staring at her, which made her feel very depressed and seemed to be unable to get angry.

She took a deep breath.

The elevator suddenly opened on the next floor.

Song Zhizhi saw Lu Xiaolang walking in with the little tiger in his arms.

Lu Xiaolang looked at Song Zhizhi and was a little surprised.

She said, "Song Zhizhi, are you back?"

Song Zhizhi nodded, "I just came back last night."

"Oh. Are you okay now." Lu Xiaolang rarely takes the initiative to care for people.

"It's great. People cannot be resurrected after death, I figured it out." Song Zhizhi smiled.

"That's good." Lu Xiaolang nodded.

"Why didn't you go to the game?" In my memory, wasn't Lu Xiaolang playing in the national competitive competition? Or did she miss something.

"I've finished playing domestic games. Because of the little tiger, I quit playing international games." Lu Xiaolang explained.

"So that's it." Song Zhizhi murmured.
To be continued...