Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Zhan Yan invited song Zijin into the villa and threw the bought dishes into the kitchen.

Song Zijin sat on the sofa and looked at Zhan Yan carrying a vegetable basket. He smiled faintly. "The old Miss Zhan, who doesn't touch the spring water, can also be a good wife and mother for Fu Beichen at home. It's really sad!"

"Don't laugh at me!" Zhan Yan took two glasses of juice and came out of the kitchen. "Zijin, when did you return home?"

"Just came back the day before yesterday!" Song Zijin answered with a smile.

"Will you come back this time, or..." Zhan Yan asked tentatively.

"Always live, don't plan to go again!" Song Zijin lightly affected the corners of his lips, but there was a little pain.

She came back this time, hoping to die here and let her relatives and friends know, so that when she left, she wouldn't be too lonely.

Zhan Yan nodded with a smile and held warm tea in his hand, "that's good. How have you been away from home all these years?"

"I'm fine. I'm wandering around. Although it's not as good as before, it's also a good life!" Song Zijin took it lightly and said a word.

However, it is almost self-evident that a single woman, with a child, has been wandering abroad for four years.

"What's your plan for coming back this time? Do you want to find song Zhiyuan?" Zhan Yan said carelessly, with a smile on his lips.

"No, he has his life, I also my journey, I and he... Can't go back!" Song Zijin said and laughed, but with a few sour meanings.

"By the way, what about the child? It should be four years old?" Zhan Yan asked again.

"Well!" Song Zijin smiled and nodded, with a warm and moist color on his pale and thin face, "she's in the hotel!"

"Alone? Zijin, your heart is really big enough to leave a four-year-old child alone in the hotel?" zhanyan said anxiously. He picked up his coat and was ready to go to find the child with song Zijin, but song Zijin stopped him.

"Don't worry, don't regret, she's good and won't run around. When I go to work abroad, she stays at home during the day and can cook instant noodles!" Song Zijin replied with a smile.

"Why didn't you bring the child together? I haven't seen her yet. Don't you regret?" Zhan Yan asked. She was curious about what song Zijin and song Zhiyuan's children would look like.

Song Zijin held a warm tea cup in his hand, slightly lowered his head and smiled faintly, "it's called song Bu regret! It's good to have no regret to accompany me these years. I think the days are not so lonely and difficult. Looking at her, the injury in my heart is much better!"

"Yes, a little child looks troublesome, but it can comfort my heart. I realized this only after I had little music!" said Zhan Yanwen gently.

The two people looked at each other and smiled. After being silent for a while, Zhan Yan asked, "do you know song Zhiyuan about your return home?"

Song Zijin shook his head and replied, "I don't know yet. Wait for a while and talk about it if you have a chance!"

"However, you don't have to worry too much and avoid him too much. He has been looking for you all these years. I think if he doesn't give up, as long as you show up and return home, he should be able to find you, just sooner or later!" Zhan Yan simply replied.

The two people sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted. After four years of separation, they seemed to have saved too much to say.