Disgusted

Chapter 23

The days went forward day by day, and after the school’s winter vacation, the bookstore suddenly became deserted, and Qingkong was busy with a round of account checking, inventory inventory, next year’s reservations, and handover of used books to booksellers (some books that are stockpiled and unsalable can be returned) Bookseller's Office), finally heaved a sigh of relief and returned to a few days of idle life.

Saori was still busy, but she was busy, so she tried her best to drive back to the town at night.Three 10 minutes drive, Qingkong was a little worried that she might have an accident while driving while tired, so Saori laughed at her for being timid, and kept telling her ghost stories that happened on the highway to scare her.The guest room was carefully tidied up, and when Saori came, Qingkong slept in the guest room together.Sometimes when it was too late or too tired, Saori would live in a single apartment in the city, and Aozora would sleep in the master bedroom by herself.

It wasn't until after the seventh day of the Lunar New Year that Saori, like a spinning top that had slowed down a little, got a little breathing room.The restaurant, cafe and tavern under him went through a trial run, and after another three or four days of official operation, they finally started to run smoothly, and people didn't have to keep an eye on them all the time, so Saori was able to go back to the residence and have dinner with Qingkong a little earlier.

Some unprocessed business data and decoration account receipts or paperwork at hand were also brought back, and the lights were on late at night, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and sitting at the dining table to do the calculations.Qing Kong sat on the sofa with nothing to do, read a book, and looked at Saori who was working hard with her head down.

Saori wearing glasses gives people a very different feeling. The original gentleness is subdued, a little more serious and sharp, and a bit cold that rejects people thousands of miles away.Fluorescent light radiates from the left side of her body, her long hair is coiled up, her back is straight, and the corners of her mouth are slightly pursed as if trying to catch something. She can stare at documents and laptop screens for hours without moving, and snap from time to time. Clapping on the keyboard.

When looking at this kind of yarn weaving, Qingkong can feel that he is slowly unscrewing like a clockwork machine that is tightly twisted. It's just falling into a huge dream, vaguely knowing that this is temporary, and I can't let go of enjoying it.

"What are you thinking?"

When she came back to her senses, she found that Saori had taken off her glasses and turned sideways to look at her tenderly.This is a question Saori often asks: what do you think?As if wishing to pry Qing Kong's head open, turn it over, shake it, and see what can be poured out to identify it one by one.

Qingkong smiled, and put down the few pages of "Biography and Practice Records" that he hadn't read. "Come here," she said.

Saori approached slowly with her slippers on, sat down beside Qingkong, and let Qingkong hold her right hand in the palm of her hand, rubbing it.After a while, he got up and went to the kitchen to warm up a cup of milk for Qingkong, poured a cup of hot water for himself, and sat back on the sofa with it.

"I told my family." She handed the milk to Ao Sora, took a glass of water to her lips with her free hand, took a few sips like tea, and then spoke quietly.

"Huh?" Qing Kong was stunned.

"I'm getting a divorce."

"En." Qingkong raised the cup, put it down again, and held it in his hand to keep warm.

"The result is not very good." Saori lowered her eyebrows. "Mommy didn't say anything, but just sighed. Dad... probably a little dissatisfied, after all, he didn't discuss such a big matter with them, and even resigned to start a business without authorization. The strange thing is that brother——"

Saori's beautiful eyebrows were tightly tied, as if she still couldn't believe the scene at that time. "My brother lost his temper a lot and scolded me for not knowing what to do. I haven't seen him so fierce since I was a child."

"Is it difficult?" Qing Kong stretched out his warm hand to caress Saori's brow, a little bit reluctant, because of the quiet grievance in her eyes.She knew that one of the conditions for Saori's ex-husband to agree to the divorce was not to disclose that he was gay, and the reason for the divorce could only be said to be personality incompatibility.

"Sooner or later, we have to face it." Saori closed her eyes in Qing Kong's palm. "After all, it's something that can't be hidden. It's already strange that he didn't show up at the end of the company. He didn't even come to the house during the Chinese New Year. Dad immediately became suspicious, so he just talked about it at dinner last night."

"Yeah." Qing Kong still responded sullenly, not knowing how to appease her sadness.After a while, he took her whole body into his arms, and stroked her back with his palms from the back of the neck to the shoulder blades to the waist, repeatedly.

Outside the window, it was not known when it started to rain.The rain was getting heavier, tick-tock.Just like this, a series of firecrackers exploded, and they were continuous, loud and rough like smashing small holes in the land of the whole town, with the muffled sound of fireworks in the middle.It must be a good day.Qingkong expressed his indifference to the love of using firecrackers to express festive mood in southern Fujian. However, this firecracker event was too amazing. Looking up at the wall clock, at 23:20, the sound of firecrackers lasted for more than [-] minutes.

When the last bit of noise died down, the ears of the two were still buzzing, as if they couldn't adapt to the pressure of silence.

This must be the reason.Afterwards, Aozora always thinks about it.When the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly echoed in the living room of the empty residence, Aozora had a very bad premonition.

At the beginning of the ringtone was a clear piano sound, and soon a male voice was added, with a low and panicked tone, singing a southern Hokkien dialect that Qingkong could not understand. There was a lingering feeling in the extreme.Qing Kong once asked Saori why she chose such a song as the ringtone, and how could she hear it in a noisy place.Saori glanced at her at the time, smiled and didn't explain, just told her that the ringtone was changed after meeting her, and the name of the song was Hua Ruolizhi.

That singing, like a blunt and heavy thing stirring up the oppressive tranquility, Qing Kong frowned, feeling the yarn in his arms move, gently broke away from his arms, and walked to the dining table.There is an unpleasant taste spreading in the mouth, bitter and dry.Qing Kong frowned, feeling anxious for no reason.

Over there, Saori took the phone that was still ringing, looked at the screen in surprise, and immediately pressed the answer button.

"Hello." Saori put the phone close to her ear, and then fell silent. The other side of the phone seemed to be talking fast and urgently. Saori was only quiet, and she responded to "Don't worry" once or twice, but her face gradually turned pale.

When Qing Kong walked over, the call was over.Saori couldn't bear the weight and sat on the chair, staring at the phone in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Qingkong knelt down to look at Saori's face.I have known him for so long, even the night when I was injured and waited in front of the door, I have never seen such a panic look on this face. The usual calmness was replaced by a kind of unbelievable fear.Saori closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them after a while, slowly regaining the familiar and steady light in Qingkong's eyes.

"Something happened at home," she said. "I have to go back."

"Now?" It's already 12:30 in the middle of the night. Is there anything I have to go back to deal with overnight?

"Now." Saori's voice was so hard that it was almost indifferent, as if all the soft gaps that might have become fragile were filled in that moment just now.