After coaxing Yu Jingxi to sleep, Bai Xiao gently closed the door and came out.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, but she was not sleepy at all, so she simply sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched TV.

The fluorescent light from the TV screen reflected on Bai Xiao's face, but she didn't see much of it. She was just thinking about her own thoughts. Suddenly, the sofa beside her sank. She tilted her head. Ye Hehuan took a bag of potato chips, which were long and thin.

His white legs crossed, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Aren't you still asleep?" Bai Xiao replied with a slight smile.

Ye Hehuan gave her an angry look and said politely: "Am I the same as you? At twelve o'clock, my nightlife has just started!"

Bai Xiao stopped answering, and instead leaned on the back of the sofa and stared at the TV screen.

After a long time, Bai Xiao's hoarse voice sounded, "He Huan, I want a divorce."

Ye Hehuan slowed down his chewing of potato chips and turned his head, obviously not believing the news he heard.

With Bai Xiao's feelings for Pei Qiyou, it was not easy for her to say the word "divorce". She once thought that even if a knife was placed on Bai Xiao's neck, Bai Xiao might not be willing to sign the divorce agreement.

But now, she actually took the initiative to say she wanted a divorce.

"Why?" Ye Hehuan still couldn't hold it back, "Are you planning to give up your seat to your cousin?"

Bai Xiao's left hand touched his left ankle, which had a wound plaster on it, with a slight smile on his lips: "I just think it's time to end."

Ye Hehuan also fell silent.

"Since he doesn't love me anymore, is it interesting for me to tie him to me? It's better to stop here."

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Apartment bedroom, orange light, beautiful spring scenery.

The woman's snow-white skin was stained with a blush. Just when she thought she was about to have sex, the man behind her suddenly left.

The emptiness from heaven instantly made the woman open her narrowed eyes. She lay on the bed and looked sideways at the man who had already had sex. His long and straight legs, and his broad back were filled with sweat. He picked it up casually.

He put a bathrobe on himself and left the room.

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Pei Qiyou closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa in the living room, his cold and stern features blurred in the dim light.

"What's wrong today? Are you in a bad mood?" The woman tied the belt of her nightgown and sat down next to him.

She looked at his frown, as if she was irritated and couldn't get rid of it. Seeing that he was motionless, her confusion became deeper and deeper.

Although Pei Qiyou is not gentle when it comes to sex, he has never been so rampant and just venting like tonight, like a machine. But no matter how she tried to please him, she never let him go. She has been with him for so many years, and this situation is still the same.

first.

Ling Ling put her hand on his shoulder: "What happened?"

Over the years, no matter how the women around Pei Qiyou changed, she has not been replaced. This is attributed to her peace of mind.

Speaking of which, she was two years older than Pei Qiyou, and her acquaintance with him was purely coincidental. At that time, she was still a waitress in a nightclub in city B. When she got off work, she found a drunk Pei Qiyou being beaten by a crowd. Later, she

After saving him, she returned to Fengcheng with him.

It can be said that she witnessed with her own eyes how this big boy went from poverty to success.

Now Pei Qiyou occasionally comes to her place, but he has never treated her badly in terms of daily expenses.

"Is there any problem with the company?" Ling Ling asked with concern.

Pei Qiyou's eyes were closed tightly, like a petrified statue, with only his chest rising and falling gently.

Ling Ling asked jokingly: "Or...whose famous flower do you like? You look like a resentful woman who has been abandoned..."

Before she finished speaking, those sinister eyes were already looking at her, scaring her so much that she shut up immediately.

Pei Qiyou leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes tiredly, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Ling Ling sat quietly beside him, her eyes fell on his chest, wheat-colored skin, half-covered nightgown, and a mandala tattoo could be vaguely seen. She had noticed it in the past, but never

Before I asked, now, unexpectedly, I reached out my hand to touch him.

But as soon as her hand reached halfway, it was held by Pei Qiyou and then thrown away without mercy.

She was unsteady and fell down on the sofa. Seeing the anger in his expression, she hurriedly explained, "I just want to see that tattoo."

Tattoos…

Pei Qiyou's expression was a little dazed.

"I didn't look carefully before, but there are very few men who can tattoo flowers." Ling Ling said cautiously.

Pei Qiyou lowered his head and stared at his chest through his open nightgown, stunned.

What came to mind was eighteen-year-old Bai Xiao. At that time, something happened to the Pei family, and no company was willing to hire him. During the days when he was most short of money, he had to go to the construction site, and Bai Xiao would go to him every day.

One time while delivering food, she was not careful and her left ankle was accidentally penetrated by a steel bar.

The leg was saved, but a very ugly scar was left on her ankle.

He suddenly remembered clearly Bai Xiao's eyes that were as red as a rabbit. She snuggled into his arms and whispered coquettishly: "So ugly!"

She said scars were unsightly, so he went to many tattoo shops; she said she was afraid of pain, so he accompanied her without hesitation.

The intense love and affection in the past was like a sharp sword stabbed into his heart, making him so painful that he couldn't breathe.

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Ling Ling saw Pei Qiyou suddenly look as helpless as a child, and worriedly wanted to hug him like before.

But he suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, pushed her away, and stood up from the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Ling Ling looked up at him.

Pei Qiyou just said lightly: "I will never come again."

When she realized the meaning of this sentence, Ling Ling was a little stunned. When she came to her senses, Pei Qiyou had already put on her clothes and came out.

Ling Ling took two steps after him: "Why?" Pei Qiyou placed a check on the dining table without looking back, "Take this money and start your life again, don't be a mistress anymore."

Ling Ling stared at the check. Pei Qiyou had already opened the door and walked out of the apartment.

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It was late at night when I returned to Pei's house. As soon as Pei Qiyou went upstairs, the door to Jiang Yingmei's room opened.

"So you still know how to come back." Jiang Yingmei's eyes stopped on the women's bag in his hand, and her eyes softened instantly, "Where is Xiaoxiao?"

Pei Qiyou did not answer.

Jiang Yingmei sighed, "Qiyou, I don't understand what you want to do now."

Looking at her silent son, Jiang Yingmei also had a headache, "If you really don't like Xiaoxiao, then you..."

"I will not divorce." Pei Qiyou's answer remained unchanged, and his tone remained firm.

Jiang Yingmei glared at her son angrily, said nothing, turned around and closed the door, keeping out of sight.

Pei Qiyou stood at the door for a while, then leaned over and put his bag at the door, then turned and went downstairs.

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The next day, Bai Xiao sent Yu Jingxi to school, and when he went to the hospital, he didn't expect Jiang Yingmei to be there.

"Coming?" Jiang Yingmei looked at Bai Xiao lovingly as she came in.

Bai Xiao called "Mom", turned her eyes, and saw the coat and bag she had left behind last night on the sofa.

"Xiaoxiao, come and chat with your mother-in-law!" Grandma was in good spirits.

"I'm going to wash some grapes first." Bai Xiao took a bag of red grapes and entered the bathroom.

Not long after, Jiang Yingmei came in and stood beside her, watching her wash the grapes, looking like she was hesitant to speak.

Bai Xiao shook off the water drops on his hand and looked at her, "If you have anything to say, mom, just say it."

"Xiaoxiao, what happened last night...since Qiyou said that the child is not his, then it is not. You have to believe him."

Bai Xiao: "It doesn't matter to me whether it is."

"Xiaoxiao you..."

Bai Xiao met Jiang Yingmei's stunned gaze and said, "Mom, you guessed it right, I want a divorce."

In the narrow space of the bathroom, it was suddenly so quiet that even my breathing became light.

Jiang Yingmei held Bai Xiao's hand anxiously, "Xiao Xiao, don't you think about it again? Divorce is not a trivial matter."

"Mom, I'm sorry." Bai Xiao withdrew his hand from her palm.

The words had been spoken, and it would only be awkward to stay together any longer. Bai Xiao picked up the plate with red grapes and said, "I'll go get some porridge for grandma first."

Just as she walked to the bathroom door, Jiang Yingmei's helpless and sentimental voice came from behind: "How did Qiyou become like this?"

How did Pei Qiyou become like this?

This reason is the old scar in Bai Xiao's heart. As for his previous appearance, it has begun to become blurred in her memory.

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To be continued...