Ruan Jiujiu woke up when Cheng Jun tucked her in.
She moaned quietly. What a straight man! He could even leave her on the couch instead of asking her to go bed. Sleeping here for a whole night, her neck probably became stiff.
After thinking for a while, it seemed awkward to wake up now. So Ruan Jiujiu continued to pretend to sleep, waiting for Cheng Jun to leave and then move to the bedroom herself.
She heard Cheng Jun's footsteps stopped for a few seconds, and then they were near. There was the sound of squatting and shoes rubbing. Ruan Jiujiu thought he was going to sneak a taste of snacks. She was ready to catch him right on the spot.
The words left by Cheng Jun made her stunned completely.
She dared not open her eyes, but fortunately Cheng Jun didn't find it but returned to the study.
The light was turned off. Ruan Jiujiu opened eyes, and remained silent for a long time.
She had a whole sleepless night.
The next day, Ruan Jiujiu woke up early and prepared to go to work after breakfast. When Cheng Jun came out of the study, he didn’t see her.
"My God, what happened? Domestic abuse?" Old Meng's reaction was exaggerated.
Ruan Jiujiu, with dark shadows under her eyes, was too lazy to talk to him. She waved her hand weakly: "Let me rest."
Old Meng was concerned about her: “Seriously, if you don’t feel good, just ask the day off. Go home and sleep.”
If she could fall asleep, she wouldn’t be like this now.
Ruan Jiujiu sighed.
"It's okay. Probably because of the recent stress, so... don’t worry, I’ll be fine."
"Young people don't stay up all night." Old Meng took a glass of water and handed it to her. "Stress? Forget it. Do you want to go to a Comic-Con together on this weekend? My wife also has a complete set of cos clothing. Come?"
When talking about this, a strange light flashed in Old Meng's eyes. He had discussed it with his wife several times, and agreed that it would be fun to hoodwink Ruan Jiujiu going together. After all, as a young girl, always being serious must be dull and boring.
Ruan Jiujiu: "... Thanks, but it’s better to leave you two together.”
She was in a mess now, so how could she still hang out with Old Meng and his wife.
Ruan Jiujiu stopped Old Meng: "Our work is cut out for us now?"
"Yeah, perhaps you can enjoy a long vacation from this weekend. And, I mean seriously, do you want to think about playing as Tsunade (a female character in a Japanese anime Naruto )..."
"I have a stomachache and need to go to the bathroom first." Ruan Jiujiu immediately came up with such an idea to escape, leaving only a disappointed old Meng.
"Maybe てるはし ここみ (a female character in another Japanese anime). She is a beautiful girl!"
[Sorry guys, I didn’t find her English name, so...]
Tu Nan always felt something went wrong with his sister-in-law recently. He didn’t know if it was an illusion.
Ruan Jiujiu always hid from him during working hours, and worked harder than usual. She even worked overtime when there was no need. Moreover, she came to work early but returned home late. Therefore, Tu Nan found a time to meet Ruan Jiujiu who was modifying the draft with a paintbrush at the moment. Tu Nan knocked on the door and came in.
Ruan Jiujiu was scared. She patted her chest to calm herself down and said, "Why did you come in suddenly?"
"I knocked on the door, but you were too involved."
Tu Nan looked innocent.
"Please behave like a boss, ok? I’ve never seen a boss like you who often run to employee's office to chat over." Ruan Jiujiu laughed, "So, what’s it."
"I’m easy-going.” Although this was only for his sister-in-law.
Tu Nan laughed and said, "Nothing, but just find you have worked so hard recently, so may be we should talk.”
Ruan Jiujiu glanced at him: "How can a boss like you to worry about employees’ working overtime?"
"I just care about you and the boss."
Tu Nan then pulled out a chair and sat down, trying to get her to talk: "It's time for vacation. So you couple got any idea?”
After Ruan Jiujiu knew Cheng Jun's true identity, she figured out that it was their help for her to got that computer. And that so-called three-day tour had also been arranged by Tu Nan. She had thought that she would wear a golden finger like someone else to have good luck in another world. But the truth was that her luck was all given by Cheng Jun.
Thinking of this, Ruan Jiujiu pursed her lips and said nothing.
Tu Nan didn't know that the two had no feelings when they got married, and thought they were just in a mood.
Seeing that there was only one month left before the New Year, so of course, everyone should have a annual holiday! Tu Nan himself had no chance to get rid of his bachelor identity, so he can only see others’ PDA. Anyway, it was kind of contribution to his boss’s marriage. Suddenly, Tu Nan felt sad and pretended to burst into tears: "Oh my sister-in-law, you have no idea how sad I am. Our bachelor group members all abandoned me. Jiao Fan and Fu Zicheng, those two devils, all have gone for the Spring Festival with their girlfriends!”
Ruan Jiujiu felt a little surprised: “Really? Congratulations! But, Jiao Fan—” He forgot An Rou?
“He, under the guise of business, has gone to America for her.” Tu Nan teased, “Who knows what will happen to them.”
Ruan Jiujiu was surprised again, smiled.
“Everyone is looking forward now.”
Maybe she also needed this.
The topic now was off track, and Tu Nan couldn’t remember what topic he had been planning to talk to his sister-in-law at the very beginning. So, he grabbed some snacks from Ruan Jiujiu: a drink, a few toffees, and dried fruit. After talking about his prospects for marriage, he, under the secretary’s urging, finally left with satisfaction.
Out of Ruan Jiujiu's office, Tu Nan froze: "Well, what was I supposed to say?"
The young secretary was embarrassed. She was already accustomed to the outside world’s statement—Tu Nan looked like a powerful CEO but actually was a little fool. She showed a professional smile: "Boss, you have about ten minutes left to prepare a video conference.”
Ruan Jiujiu sat in the office.
She had completed all the work at the current stage, and it should be very easy to find someone to take over.
It wasn’t early, but she was still lying on the chair, holding her mobile phone to check her Weibo. Everyone was waiting for the PDA.
Ruan Jiujiu rubbed her eyebrows and then attached a hand-drawn line draft online.
It was still the last time heroine sitting on the big tree. But this time, there was no sword in her waist, and the bag on her back looked heavy, dangling. Her hands were resting on the back of her head and her teeth were biting a grass. She walked slowly towards the setting sun.
Fat Bird Fly First: Go home.
Cheng Jun was coming out of the kitchen, holding a bottle of Yakult. The loose pajamas made him seemed lazy. Ruan Jiujiu naturally asked, "What do you want to eat for dinner?"
Cheng Jun: "Manchu Han Imperial Feast."
Ruan Jiujiu: "...Please speak English!"
"Diaoyutai State Banquet."
“What do you think of me? Ordering machine? ” Ruan Jiujiu slapped his arm, “If so, how about I go to Michelin starred restaurants and be its chef?”
Cheng Jun felt like himself have found a new continent: “Michelin...”
“No, stop it.” Ruan Jiujiu interrupted him with a poker face.
It seemed that every day's topic started with eating. Finally, they decided to eat dumplings, Ruan Jiujiu cut the meat and vegetables. She let Cheng Jun chop the stuffing, while herself prepared the dough. The sound of the choppers falling on the chopping board made the whole house full of warmth.
After finishing her work, she suddenly heard the sound of chopping.
She turned around and saw Cheng Jun turned back to her. He was staring at the stuffing on the chopping board, and attempt to taste.
Ruan Jiujiu: "! ! ! Stop! Don’t eat! Raw meat have parasites!"
After a few minutes.
Cheng Jun, who was caught on the spot, sat on the chair while let Ruan Jiujiu teach him how to make dumplings. After watching the process for several times, he frowned impatiently. Then he just scooped a spoonful of stuffing on the dough and put another dough to cover it. He squeeze it together in a second.
Ruan Jiujiu: "...What are you doing?"
Cheng Jun: "I call it Full Moon."
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
Please stopped finding excuses for your laziness.
Cheng Jun squeezed a few more quickly: "The first quarter, the last quarter."
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
When Ruan Jiujiu got dumplings out from the rolling water and put them on the plate, Cheng Jun quietly made his improper commentary again: "Monkeys Grasp for the Moon ."
As the saying goes, if you can't bear it anymore, then fight back. Ruan Jiujiu kept thinking about Wu Song and Lu Zhishen (The two are both fictional characters in “Water Margin”, one of the Four Great Classical Novels of Chinese literature. The former one killed a tiger and the latter one beaten a bad guy).
With a swollen head, Cheng Jun behaved so good now. He ate dumplings very obediently, and said no more words about the moon.
Ruan Jiujiu took a few bites, suddenly had no appetite. She looked at Cheng Jun with her chin held. Somehow she felt sorrowful and bitter. Bitter than drinking three bottles of Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid (It’s a kind of TCM concoction made by many herbs. Taste so bitter!)
Ruan Jiujiu decided to leave Cheng Jun. She felt like her puppy was be given away and she was the one who took the initiative to give it up. It was a lie if she said nothing big deal.
Cheng Jun took a bite of dumplings: “So, what happened?”
Cheng Jun just looked stupid, but actually he was very sensitive. Ruan Jiujiu felt a little nervous, but still said in a flat tone: “Stop pissing me off, then I’ll be fine.”
They ate dinner and fruit, and played with their mobile phones for a while. Just like all the couples who had hit seven years of lean, they went to sleep in separate rooms.
As Ruan Jiujiu was about walking into the bedroom, Cheng Jun suddenly stopped her.
"Aren't you going to say?"
Ruan Jiujiu: "Tomorrow, you back and we talk."
The next day, Cheng Jun went to the company, but Ruan Jiujiu was off from work. At home, she pulled out a suitcase and sat in a daze on the bed.
She, with her empty suitcase, sat for a long time.
Cheng Jun had been absent-minded in the company all day.
He glanced at his phone from time to time, which made Fu Zicheng could not bear it: "Boss, if you want to go home, then go back. We’ll do the rest."
Cheng Jun: "Okay."
Fu Zicheng: "? ? ?" He just wanted to show his politeness!
Cheng Jun closed the laptop, leaving Fu Zicheng a back view. Tu Nan, who walked in, was stunned and asked Fu Zicheng: "Where is the boss going? Don't we have to work overtime tonight?"
Fu Zicheng had to say: "Yes, and more overtime."
Tu Nan: "?"
Cheng Jun went home directly by taxi.
He went downstairs and raised his head. Ruan Jiujiu’s bedroom lights were not on, which gave him a bad hunch. So he walked more quickly. When he opened the door, the lights in the living room didn’t turn on. The house was as usual. But he felt something was missing.
His footsteps slowed down.
There were two agreements on the coffee table—the divorce agreements. Ruan Jiujiu signed her name neatly, stating that she voluntarily gave up all the property.
There was a short letter from her.
[I’m sorry, my resignation will be sent to the company later. And you and Tu Nan need to recruit again. Take care of yourself and eat less junk food. By the way, Cheng Xiu, stop coming to me, cuz I will not be your cook. ]
Ruan Jiujiu was timid and didn’t dare to talk to him in front of him.
She knew herself can’t handle with the weak Cheng Jun. So if he showed her weakness, she probably will stay.
Therefore, she can only sneak away when Cheng Jun wasn’t home. By doing so, she can avoid the embarrassment of talking about divorce face to face.
Cheng Jun had no facial expressions now. He was pale, making the eyes dark but lifeless.
He walked to her room and turned on the light.
The room was no different. She didn’t take many things with her. Even the small jewelry and scarves on the dressing table were displayed as usual.
He stood stiffly, as if thinking about something or just being in a daze.
He took out his phone, bent his fingers. After a long silence, he dialed that number.
The sweet customer service lady's voice sounded: "Sorry, the number you dialed is empty..."
The he sent a WeChat message to her, but it showed that he wasn’t her friends now.
His phone fell to the ground.
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