Chang Yu leaned against the door and kept knocking. She recognized the strange voice of Ji Yao-Kuang, hiding in the bathroom for so long, could it be that she was crying alone again? Suppressed the slight pain in my 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, then Changyu turned back. Her figure is similar to that of Ji Yaoguang, and they buy a lot of clothes together. After rummaging through the suitcase for a while, Changyu didn't know what he thought. It was not until Ji Yaoguang came out of the bathroom in her relatively naked silk nightdress that she regained her senses. Pursing his lips in some chagrin, he withdrew the line of sight placed on Ji Yaoguang, pretended to be as if nothing had happened, and picked up the script that had been thrown aside.

On this December day, even if the air conditioner is fully turned on in the house, it still can't resist the trace of coolness. Ji Yaoguang almost thought that Chang Yu was torturing herself on purpose. she opened her mouth and called Chang Yu's name vaguely, but she got no response. Eyes lingering between Changyu and the bed, and finally resolutely toward the warm quilt.

Chapter 12 012

The damp hair was still dripping and soon wet the quilt. There is only one bed in the room, which means that she and Changyu have to share the same bed. Ji Yaoguang stroked her long hair with her hand, a heart beating with a splash, obviously she had intimate moments with Changyu again and again. She could only see the back of Chang Yu, hesitated for a moment and slid out of bed and put on a coat to look for the hairdryer. Ji Yaoguang doesn't like to blow her hair. Even if her hair is half-dry before going to bed, she would rather go to sleep with a wet pillow. It's just that Chang Yu will always dig her out of bed and say that it's easy to have a headache when she sleeps like this.

The sound of the hairdryer suddenly filled the room. Ji Yaoguang secretly glanced at Changyu and saw that her line of sight was still glued to the script. Naturally, she did not know where Changyu's mind had flown. Squinting slightly, fingers shuttling through her long hair, recalling the picture of Chang Yu blowing-dry her hair, there was a warm current in my heart and a feeling of ironing all over her limbs. Obviously people are right in front of them, but now they are not as alienated as strangers. Ji Yaoguang dared not take the initiative to open her mouth. She was afraid that as soon as she spoke, she would change Changyu's mind, and her soft heart under her indifferent face also turned into stone.

Since Ji Yaoguang entered the room, Chang Yu's mind can no longer stay on the script, she has always been dedicated to some chagrin at her own misbehavior, even when she quarreled with Ji Yaoguang. Throwing the book aside, she held out her hand against her temple, and scenes of the past passed before her eyes. There was nothing left in the firmness and determination of the divorce agreement, and all her decisiveness was nothing but an impulse. Fatigue once again swept her body and mind, trying to control her anger against Ji Yaoguang. She got up and took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

If Ji Yaoguang had changed-this idea could not help but come to mind. Chang Yu looked up at himself in the mirror and smiled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. Who knows if the current change is a moment of compromise? She still remembers Ji Yaoguang's cynicism that when she went out for dinner with the director or showed a little intimacy with the actors in the crew, that person could not control his jealousy, and every time he was like an unreasonable child. Ji Yaoguang was not like this at first, frank and calm, or a little lazy, but what about now? She slid her fingers on the cold mirror and wrote down the three words Ji Yaoguang. She closed her eyes slightly, and by the time she opened her eyes, there was nothing left of those messy emotions.

Compared with Chang Yu's chaotic mood, Ji Yaoguang's mind has slowly settled down, and she began to think about the next way. Today's events let her see a glimmer of hope in the endless darkness, which means that Changyu is also reluctant and willing to accept her, isn't it? The movement of the hair dryer went down, leaving only the sound of the water gradually amplified and clear in the ear, suppressing all the imagination. Ji Yaoguang took a deep breath and got into bed, gazing at the ceiling with only a pair of bright eyes. Going back to three years ago, which has been going on for some time, Ji Yaoguang hardly regards this as a dream. Maybe the three years she experienced was a long dream, so that her heart was covered with guilt, so that she could wake up less impulsively and choose the most appropriate path. Small to the things around her, to the whole world, have not developed along the direction of memory, now she still needs to live carefully. If there is any change, it is that she is more committed to Changyu.

The brain gradually emptied, Ji Yaoguang did not know when drowsiness came, only knew that she was menacing, and had fallen into a dark dream before she reacted. When Chang Yu came out, she only saw the man curled up on the bed, and the whole quilt was rolled up by her, like a silkworm pupa. Afraid of the noise, Ji Yaoguang woke up from her dream. She wiped her half-dry hair with a towel and went to the bedside to watch Ji Yaoguang sleep. don't know what dreamed of, and there was a deep uneasiness between frowning eyebrows. In addition to her slightly flushed cheeks, Chang Yu noticed a small bruise on her forehead and thought of the previous noise. was afraid she had hit somewhere at that time, but she refused to say anything.

Because Ji Yaoguang did not know how much she sighed that day, Chang Yu did not want to take care of her, turned to the other side of the bed, was about to lift the quilt, suddenly withdrew his hand, glared at her and went to look for the ointment in his pockets. This guy was so careless that he bought a box of plaster today and wanted to use it all at once.

"who is she. Chang Yu! Don't get a divorce, I don't want it! " The broken words of dreams came from the sleeping population, and the hand suddenly pulled out of the quilt waved indiscriminately, grabbed the nearest thing and refused to let go. Chang Yu's heart suffered a heavy blow at this moment, and her face changed. Finally, she broke Ji Yaoguang's fingers and saved her wrist. The ointment on her forehead had not completely melted, but Changyu had no more thoughts. She went to wash her hands and put out the lights in the room, and all of a sudden she was wrapped in darkness.