Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Divorce

I filed for divorce from my wife. I don't think we have much trouble.All the properties are clear at a glance. After each holds half, the house belongs to her and the car belongs to me.We don't have children. But the legal procedure is still very troublesome, we have to implement separation first. As the manager of an advertising company, my wife is used to seeing big scenes, and she doesn't cry, but she persistently asks me a question: "How much does she love you?" I couldn't answer, so I said, "I just want to love again." I just want to love again.My wife and I were also in love, but after ten years of marriage, no amount of love has been exhausted.

I first proposed not to have children, because I didn't want a third party to disturb our undivided love.But then I feel lonely and I want to have a new passion.Without passion, there is no inspiration, without inspiration, there is no work, and without work, there is no income.And what is the use of love without income? I looked at my wife apologetically: "You are still as beautiful as ten years ago." My wife smiled: "It is also yesterday's rose." Feeling sad, I picked up my luggage and went out, Fei Feier was already sitting in the car waiting for me.She said: "From now on, you will be taken in by me, and you must abide by my rules."

When I saw her, I immediately smiled: "Would you like to make an appointment for three chapters?" Fei Feier and I have only known each other for more than a month, and there is a whole round of age difference.Both of them belong to the dragon, and the number in the zodiac is the most unreasonable, because there is nothing at all.When I first met Feifei, she said: "There are nine kinds of dragons, each of which is different, and the bastards are all of the same clan. I am at most a beautiful snake. What are you?" I looked at her dressed in black, I don't know what kind of material it is shining, the top is only half, and the trousers are close to the body like leather, and the water is glistening when twisting, it really looks like a snake.The most beautiful part is the waist, which is half hidden and half exposed, as soft as boneless, no matter how solemn a man is, he can't help but want to hug her.

I remember smiling and answering: "I am a lizard, cold-blooded, and use my tongue as a weapon." "You're a writer, I know that," she flattered.I was immediately in a high mood, so I invited her to dance together, and took the opportunity to hug the waist of the water snake. I talked more that night than I have in a year.During these days, the function of my tongue has long been replaced by a computer, and the square and neat typefaces contain suspense, blood, and bewilderment, but there is no aura.I manipulate the birth, old age, sickness and death of men and women, love and hate, but I don't invest in my own feelings. It's just manipulation, and I'm cold-blooded.

Snakes are also cold-blooded, but the negative is positive, and the blood of the lizard is boiled again because of a snake. I have a strong desire to say, with the tongue, not the computer. Later, I handed over the random story I said that night to the computer and turned it into typeface. Soon someone also used typeface to exclaim: "This is the new blood of the literary world!" At that moment I decided to divorce. Sitting in Shangri-La with Fei Feier and negotiating: "I am divorced for you." She didn't appreciate it: "But I also lost my job because of you." Fei Feier was originally an employee of my wife.

I'm unimpressed: "Advertiser jobs can be found anywhere." "Isn't a man in his early thirties who owns a famous car a perfect wife?" "I'm not that casual." My momentum weakened, but I still fought against the beast, "But I did lose a lot." "So what? Could it be that you want me to be grateful for you and repay you with my body?" She laughed and lowered her voice, "Okay, I will take responsibility for you." I also couldn't help laughing, I could never have a serious conversation with Fei Feier.But maybe I like her just because of that, she makes me young, quick-witted, full-"stream of consciousness".

Fei Feier took me to the piano bar to celebrate that night, she said it was the most elegant place she could think of.I told her, "You don't have to change yourself for me." She wrinkled her nose: "If you think about it, it's only tonight." In the piano bar, we met Fei Feier's acquaintance.Fei Feier called him Manager Huang, and when she introduced me, she said, "What's the matter with a famous writer in this city? You haven't read his works? It's okay, I'll give you a copy tomorrow." I blushed and scolded her: "Where do I have books to give away to others? How can I be considered a writer if I write a few manuscripts for magazines?"

She teased me: "Fortunately, you are a literati, but you don't know how to package. When is tomorrow? When I say that, who will take it seriously when he hears it? Isn't his manager a bare-bones commander? You have a hundred and ten Thousands of characters, not only a writer but also a writer." Being reprimanded by a young girl, I actually felt comfortable listening to it, feeling in a trance that I was really a writer. But Manager Huang didn't just "just listen" as Fei Feier said, he actually paid a serious visit after a few days, and said that he would invite me to write an inscription and cut the ribbon for his company, and he was very respectful. A red envelope was stuffed in.No matter how stupid I am, I know that there is money in it. When I was popular, it was too inconvenient to deny it at this time, so I forced myself to agree, and said: "Manager Huang is young and promising, how about I help you write a history of entrepreneurship. Take it as an advertisement for your company."

Manager Huang was overjoyed and thanked without saying a word.Fei Fei'er smiled and looked more proud than me. I have been a freelance writer for nearly ten years, and publishing character articles is a piece of cake, but I never thought that the surname Huang would be so excited that he would memorize the 5,000-word report with pictures and texts from beginning to end. I bought more than 2,000 magazines in one go and sent them to relatives and friends. They were really used as product advertisements. Afterwards, the editor called me and said, "You can change your career to publish." I was quite complacent, and when I received a 5,000 yuan red envelope surnamed Huang, I felt at ease.Fei Fei'er laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and offered a plan: "It turns out that writing manuscripts is so profitable, and a word is worth one yuan. Why don't I stop advertising and just be your agent." Red envelopes are easier than earning royalties, so I readily agreed.

Fei Feier knows a lot of people. After two days, I found another boss Chen to ask me to interview. I agreed in advance that I would pay 2,000 when the manuscript was written. If the benefits are really seen, the bonus at the end of the year will be supplemented by 2,000.Fei Fei'er carelessly patted Mr. Chen on the shoulder and said, "You don't want to pay dividends at the end of the year. How about this, Mr. Chen, we will guarantee that you will be published in national magazines, and you will pay 6,000 yuan at a time." Treating literary creation as a business deal so nakedly made me somewhat uneasy, and I hurriedly bowed and said, "No, no, I should finish the manuscript first, and Mr. Chen can see if he is satisfied, and pay as much as he thinks it is worth."

"After all, I'm a writer, and my teeth are sharp enough. If I pay less, I'll think I'm worthless. Let's do this. The price is 8,000 yuan. Here, I will pay 3,000 yuan as a deposit first, and then I will pay 5,000 yuan after the manuscript comes out." I have been writing for ten years, and it is only today that I truly understand what "selling words" is. I don't know whether it is more joy or more melancholy.But in any case, this is a shortcut to make a fortune, and Fei Feier and I cooperate like ducks in water. In autumn, I attended a friend’s wedding and met my ex-wife face to face. She couldn’t see any emotion in her smile and asked me, “Have you found inspiration now?” I'm at a loss for words, are the stuff I'm writing right now considered literature?I decided to tell the truth: "Guarding makes money, is it true that literary businessmen are cheaper than real businessmen?" This is what my wife is good at. She knows how to accept when she sees something good, and never hits a dog in the water. Hearing this, she immediately comforted me: "If you have enough money, you can calm down and concentrate on writing." "Save enough money to concentrate on writing" is what I used to say often, and my wife's understanding made me feel even more ashamed. After I went back that day, I said to Fei Feier: "Don't contact me with those moneymen again, I want to write something serious." "How much is the serious stuff?" Fei Fei'er asked innocently, and seeing that I was serious, she shrugged and said indifferently, "It's up to you, but it seems that I have to find another job by myself." Fei Fei'er's new job is to help a travel company organize a seven-day tour of Eastern Europe. The former advertisers have now become tourists again, earning commissions and tips together. And I started writing books wholeheartedly. Halfway through writing, the landlord came up to collect next year's rent. When Fei Feier came back, I discussed with her: "Maybe it's time for us to buy a house." "You sent me?" Fei Fei'er had a half-smile, "Can you earn a latrine by writing serious things?" "But the two of us save together, and it may be okay to pay in installments." I said calmly, "It's just that we need to live less." "That's so hard." She was not interested at all. She came back just to change a piece of clothes, and went out again after a turn. I continued to write my long novel, but I could no longer calm down. Suddenly I remembered the situation when my wife and I were newly married. The two of us worked together to go shopping and buy furniture, and then we moved frequently. The higher the floor, the higher the floor. The larger the area, the more gradually all the dreams come true, the only thing missing is "calm down and concentrate on writing", because there will never be enough money to save, and I don't know how much is enough. I had a dream.In the dream, I was still with my wife. They were very poor. They couldn't afford cream cakes and had to buy white sugar ones. When they were cut across the board, they bleed bright red. I woke up with a start, and couldn't sleep anymore, so I couldn't help calling my wife. "Are you ok?" "I am OK, you." "It's passable." "Is there any notice from the court?" "Not yet." No theme at all.It wasn't like this before. When we were newly married, we had to talk on the phone once or twice even at work, and we couldn't finish talking when we got home.At that time, there was no need to work hard to find topics, and half the night could be spent by repeating the vows of eternal vows. I burst into tears.I turned out to be a man with no credit. I told Fei Feier that I had already paid next year's rent and she could live in peace, but me, I decided to move out.She wasn't surprised, she just asked, "Is it because I don't inspire you anymore?" I said sadly, "It's because I have no talent." That night we went to the piano bar again, not knowing what to celebrate. Fei Feier told me about her new plan. A boss thought she had business talents and decided to open a travel company for her.Of course I understand what this business means, and I am very fortunate that I retreated in time. I sincerely wish Fei Feier, she smiled and asked me: "But what do you do?" It amazes me that she knows how to care about others.I said kindly, "Let me fend for myself." She lowered her head and kissed me, "What I love the most is how unrestrained you are." I pushed her away and saw a girl next to us laughing at us.The girl was at most 20 years old, with heavy makeup and at least seven or eight colors of dyed hair, and she showed more than she covered.The distance to me is measured in light years. I recalled the first time I met Fei Fei'er, and I didn't understand why I was so crazy about her that I got divorced. Because of novelty?The temptation of a snake? But now even a dinosaur standing in front of me doesn't make me dizzy anymore. Soil roe deer.I laughed to myself, thinking of my wife's unchanging dignity and elegance for ten years. It turned out that I had already obtained the best, but I gave it up lightly.In pursuit of inspiration. Fei Feier didn't know whether to say to me or to herself: "We were also happy once." Yes, I am not unhappy this year.But my wife gave me ten years of love, and I still left her. After I settled in the new residence, I went home once, and my wife was greeting guests. A strange middle-aged man wore a suit and no tie, but he looked very comfortable.My wife introduced me to him generously: "This is my ex-husband." He was taken aback for a moment, and immediately regained his composure, exchanging pleasantries as before, without talking too much. My wife's vision of choosing a partner is indeed better than mine. I sat for a while and then left. My wife sent me downstairs. I told her in front of the door: "How is the court going? There is no problem with me." The wife smiled: "I'm not in a hurry." She has always been good-mannered and would not drive a dog into a poor alley. I'm not in a hurry, but anyway, there is no way out, so I have to pretend to be generous. I couldn't finish the novel, so I went back to my old job, took out the story line, dismantled it, wrote it into more than a dozen small manuscripts and sent them to the magazine. I figured it would probably be enough to pay next year's rent. When I received the first draft fee, I received a notice from the court, and it will be our turn to sign tomorrow. This year, nothing was done to the end, except divorce.