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Chapter 13

When Wang Ling came home in the evening, Xia Ji was sitting on the sofa watching TV, she didn't look back when she came back, when Wang Ling entered the kitchen, she caught a glimpse that Xia Ji wasn't watching TV, but was lost in thought with her mobile phone.

Seeing this scene, she knew it well, maybe it was just these two days, it was good.

I want to ask the other party what they want for dinner, but at the moment the other party is still in a trance, and Wang Ling decides the rice porridge and pickled cucumber for dinner.

After setting the porridge cooking time, Wang Ling patted the cucumbers and put them there, and then added seasonings and mixed well when eating.She came out and sat on the sofa, and took the remote control from Xia Ji.

Xia Ji was awakened by the sinking of the sofa. He stared at Wang Ling's side face covered with the cold light of the TV, and rarely showed resentment on his usually honest face.

Noticing this from the corner of her eye, Wang Ling sighed inwardly. Is it because love cannot withstand storms, or is it because a marriage that came from a blind date has no love?

"I still remember how comfortable I was when I first saw you, why are you so worried now?" Wang Ling said abruptly.

"!" Xia Ji was startled by the other party's words, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt relieved when he suddenly heard someone on TV said something similar.

After a while, Xia Ji got up and went to the study.

She looked at the slightly stiff back of the other party, and sighed again in her heart. Now, Xia Ji is suffering in her heart. No matter what decision she and Ruan Shan make, there will be a result. Only Xia Ji, Wang Ling understands. He, but can not forgive.

Xia Ji suffered like this for a few days, and finally had a showdown with Wang Ling on this day in early August.

It was almost noon, and the sky outside was dark, indicating that a storm was coming, and the dust wrapped in the wind slapped the windows. As early as when the sky changed, Wang Ling closed all the doors and windows tightly to prevent the dust from blowing in.

It's rare for Xia Ji to be at home on vacation. It's not rare to say that it's rare, but every time Xia Ji is on vacation, he uses the excuse of working overtime to escape.

Wang Ling didn't sleep after breakfast. She had a premonition that today's lunch might be wasted. She was sitting on the sofa like a "prisoner" waiting for the final judgment.

I can't tell if it's a woman's premonition or a sixth sense, but Wang Ling knows that she may be too sensitive to observe certain things, so last night she saw Xia Ji's hand holding the briefcase with bulging veins.

When she took it and put it away as usual, the other party avoided it, and the corner of a piece of paper was exposed from the undrawn interlayer. All the signs pointed to one thing—the divorce agreement.

It was rare for her not to watch variety shows with her mobile phone, but to sit on the sofa and watch today's statement.

The sound of the TV covered Xia Ji's voice when he opened the door and came out, and she didn't realize it until the other party stood in front of her.

With his back to the TV, the dark sky, and his face hiding in the shadows cast a shadow over Xia Ji's face.Wang Ling's heartbeat paused for a moment, and her words trembled imperceptibly, "Is there something wrong?"

"I still remember how comfortable I was when I first met Qing, why is Qing worrying so much now?" Xia Ji returned to her what she said last night.

Wang Ling's pupils shrank, "You..." She lowered her head.

Xia Ji put the divorce agreement that he had considered for a long time and got yesterday in front of Wang Ling, "It's a kind of relief." Xia Ji made a pun.

Wang Ling sneered, "Yeah, why don't you?" She picked up the agreement and carefully read the entire text.

"So calm." Xia Ji said coldly.

Wang Ling mocked: "In nearly two years, no amount of enthusiasm has cooled down."

Xia Ji was startled, it was so early, "Really." He murmured.

There are only two pages in total, and what should be read is the part written by Xia Ji. She has no objection to Xia Ji's offer of 50 yuan, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't give it to her. Bai said: "It's good to have no children."

Xia Ji remained silent.

Wang Ling signed it and handed it to Xia Ji, "When are you going?"

"Today." Xia Ji said.

Wang Ling pursed the hypocritical corners of her mouth, "Okay, what do you want for lunch?"

what to eatThere are many things I want to eat, but I don't want to eat anything, Xia Ji said meaninglessly: "Whatever."

"Then let's make wontons." Just like this day, it was chaotic.Wang Ling took out the wontons that had been frozen last time from the refrigerator, poured cold water into the pot, boiled the water twice, and then took them out into the prepared bone soup—wontons soaked in soup.

"In the next few days, I will pack up and move away," Wang Ling said.

Xia Ji paused the hand holding the wonton, "It's up to you."

Wang Ling glanced at him from the corner of her eye, and said, "My parents, I'll talk about it myself."

Xia Ji responded: "Yes."

Wang Ling put away the dirty bowls and put them in the sink to clean them carefully. She wiped her hands and said, "Don't call me when the time comes, I'll wake up."

Xia Ji, who was holding the handle of the study door, paused, and said, "Okay."

Wang Ling, who said she was going to take a nap, did not take a nap, she pulled the blanket from the bed and spread it on the balcony.The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and she could still feel a bit of coolness lying on the blanket. She tilted her head and looked at the sky. Is the sky no longer pure or the dust has soaked it?

She was blindfolded, because there was dust in her eyes, and the sky seemed to be full of gray, as long as a torrential rain washes away, the sky must be pure again.

Fragments of music sounded from somewhere from low to high. Wang Ling lowered her arm covering her eyes and opened her eyes soaked in water vapor. Dust away.

Wang Ling looked for the sound and turned off the alarm clock, and went to the bathroom to wash her face. The self in the mirror finally looked a little bit more energetic, and after applying powder, she was the energetic self again.

"Did you take a nap?" Wang Ling said to Xia Ji who was on the sofa.

Xia Ji got up to put on his shoes, and asked: "Can I go?" He still had a leather bag in his hand.

Wang Ling looked at him steadily and said, "Let's go." She held a mobile phone in one hand.

……

Wang Ling stood at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau waiting for Xia Ji to park. It was raining, and there were no good days in the near future. There was no one else in the Civil Affairs Bureau except the staff. The rare heavy rain took away the sweltering heat of summer.She stared at the blisters on the ground that had been hit and broken by the rain, and the appearance of a leather shoe splashed little rain stars. Wang Ling raised her eyes to look at him, and pushed the door together with him to enter the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Married on the left, divorced on the right, there is not even a partition in the middle, the two sat down together on the right, and the staff asked blankly: "Have you negotiated?"

The two answered yes together, Xia Ji handed over the divorce agreement, and the staff took it and checked it to see if there was any difference, and then stamped it, "Give me the marriage certificate, household registration, and ID card, and come over after paying for the photo."

Xia Ji poured out all the things in the cowhide bag to her, and found that there was no Wang Ling looking at her. Wang Ling said unhurriedly: "The things will be delivered later, can I take pictures first?"

The staff looked up at her: "Yes."

Xia Jizhong was puzzled but silently followed her to pay the money and came to the photo session. The wedding photos were taken here, and the divorce photos were also taken here. This small photo session has witnessed how many people get along with each other.

When taking wedding photos, the staff asked the two to sit closer. Now the staff saw that the two were seated, then focused on a fixed-frame photo and took it directly.A stool has two ends, one for you and one for the other, and a photo for two, one for you and one for me.

When the two went out with the newly released photos, they saw Jiang Xun waiting outside, and when they saw Wang Ling coming out, they stepped forward and handed her the handbag they were carrying.

Wang Ling took the handbag and asked her to stay aside for a while, and she handed the household registration book, ID card and the newly released photo to the staff.

For the first time, Xia Ji saw a look of doubt flashing in Jiang Xun's eyes, and when he saw that Wang Ling's things were complete, he also handed over the photo.

The staff handed the pre-copied agreement to the two, and asked them to sign it after confirming that it was correct. A copy had already been signed at noon, and Wang Ling skillfully signed this one and handed it over.

After confirming that it was correct, the staff stamped and kept a copy for themselves, and handed the two divorce certificates to the two separately, so there was no need to call the next one. There were only three of them in the Civil Affairs Bureau today.

Wang Ling rubbed her divorce certificate and said, "I won't go back today, bye, Xia Ji."

Xia Ji silently watched Wang Ling get into the car with Jiang Xun and leave. The cowhide bag in his hand was like a heavier stone. From now on, he would carry this stone on his back for the rest of his life.

The atmosphere in the car was a little awkward for a while, and Wang Ling couldn't bear to break the embarrassment: "Fortunately, I left your fingerprints, otherwise I don't know who to ask to get the household registration book for me today."

Jiang Xun looked at the road conditions and ignored her, Wang Ling glanced at her, and was talked to death by her again that day.

Before leaving the house, she saw Xia Ji holding a cowhide bag in her hand, and she remembered that she needed a household registration book and ID card for divorce. When Xia Ji drove over, she quickly called Jiang Xun and asked her to help pass the things over. Fortunately, the last time I bought a house from Jiang Xun, I needed a household registration book and ID card. At that time, she used it to put things in the drawer of the wardrobe.

Wang Ling turned her head in embarrassment and looked at the window washed by the rain. The rain outside was getting smaller and smaller. It seemed that the storm was about to stop.

When Jiang Xun drove the car into Jiangnan's house, the sun was hanging in the sky. If it wasn't for the rain still remaining on the ground, no one would think that a heavy rain just fell when they saw the sunshine.

When she opened the door, Wang Ling turned her head to look at Jiang Xun who was opposite, "Please warm up my house in two days, will you come?" Wang Ling thought the other party would say something, but the other party nodded and hummed to express her agreement, and then closed the door. the door.

Wang Ling: "..."

"Of course I choose to forgive him, him, him!" Wang Ling hummed the song of the green hat and put the things back in place.

On the second day of August, it is time to move house, Wang Ling deliberately checked the almanac on the Internet, and invited someone to dinner, "Hey, Lin Xi, treat me to celebrate my housewarming tomorrow, will you come?" What did Lin Xi say on the other end of the phone, Wang Ling said: "Let him Together, there are many people, but there are not many people."

Swiping her fingertips with her mother's number, Wang Ling hesitated for a moment or skipped it, and said, "Hey, monitor, are you coming for the housewarming treat tomorrow? You're the only one who doesn't have anything to eat, tsk , Last time they talked about me, what did I ask them for, if you don’t invite them, please wait and see if you ask.” After hanging up the phone, Wang Ling put on a playful smile, ha, I played the monitor once, I hope Don't let her find out.

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