Chapter 9 first quarter

"Teacher Shan, your phone number," Shan Xiali answered the phone and said, "It's me, which one are you?" When she heard that the other party signed up as Wen Shu, a reporter from "Qiujiang Daily", a disturbed look flashed across Shan Xiali's brows, and she hesitated. He responded calmly: "You asked me to talk... I'm sorry, I'm too busy these days... What? I don't have time at night... To be honest, I can't talk about it, and I don't know anything.... You ask him? Then you can ask him yourself." Having said this, Shan Xiali suddenly hung up the phone.

——Until she got off work, her frown did not unfold. After get off work, Shan Xiali didn't go home immediately, but took a walk along the long embankment of the Qiujiang River.Let the evening wind blow her goose yellow dress, revealing her fair and delicate skin. She is thirty years old.It doesn't look old.Slender eyebrows, delicate eyes, and a nimble nose all show the unique charm of young women.Her attire is also very close, the only regret is that she carried an old-fashioned backpack.That kind of bag is rarely cared about today.Only Shan Xiali is still with it, which is very inconsistent with her appearance and clothing, and seems to reveal the contradictions in her inner world.

Some people say that whether a person's marriage is happy or not often occupies a large proportion in the whole life, and for women, this proportion is even greater.For a fanciful woman like Shan Xiali, love is almost as important as life, and she has had days of intoxication.It's a pity that the charming love, as the couple's life really kicks off, loses its brilliant color day by day. It is impossible for any couple to know each other absolutely before they get married.Whether it is a man or a woman, they will always try to show their strengths in love, and cover up their weaknesses and shortcomings intentionally or unintentionally.But after marriage, everything becomes naked, together with their thoughts and shortcomings and weaknesses.After Han Feitian and Shan Xiali got married, they each exposed their own shortcomings and weaknesses.

Some people say that the same personality and hobbies are the bond of love.In fact, many people's love failures in life are precisely caused by this view. In terms of temperament, Han Feitian and Shan Xiali are very similar. Both of them have an artistic temperament, both have their own personalities, both can't bear the loneliness in life, and both have vigorous vitality and constant pursuit.These naturally make them have a common language when they are passionately in love: But life is not always a romantic poem.After they lived together, they discovered that this common temperament was precisely the root cause of their emotional crisis.

Apart from indulging in painting, Han Feitian hardly knows how to cook; Shan Xiali often forgets to cook in order to read a good book.So this young couple who loves art has had enough of the hardships of life.It is often a trivial matter between husband and wife, no one can convince the other, and no one will let go of their airs, until they quarrel until their faces are red and their ears are red, and each sleeps on the other side. The life of Chinese artists is very poor, and Han Feitian has no inheritance, and he refuses to sell art as a commodity.His casualness, frivolity, conceit and aloofness made him offend many people.This personality that is not good at dealing with the world has brought a shadow to his artistic future and made him taste the bitterness of Eastern jealousy.But when he returned home, he couldn't get the tenderness and consideration from his wife.So, he learned to drink alcohol in depression.

The value of anything in the world tends to lose its charm over time, especially the things you want and finally get.And love, which is always talked about by people, must be updated from time to time in order to maintain its seductive charm forever.It's a pity that neither Han Feitian nor Shan Xiali renewed the love life they built together, so they fell into a relationship crisis. Shan Xiali commented on her husband: "He doesn't know how to live. Do you want me to live with the portrait he painted for me forever? If I had known this, I might as well have married like his painting!"

Han Feitian made fun of his wife like this: "White is such a harmful color!" He found that this wife who likes Lin Daiyu's wild thoughts is really elusive.She often thinks up some love gadgets to test and test her husband. A word or a look will make her frown for a long time.He sighed in this way: "Lin Daiyu is so cute in the works of art, but it is really difficult to meet a sick beauty in life." He shrugged to Shan Xiali and said, "Madam, you are too picky , If one day my friends come to visit, you can shut up and go to rest, I am so lucky." A year later, both parties realized that their union was a mistake.This uncoordinated married life was quarreling at first, and then silent.By the third year, they rarely talked together.Han Feitian goes home late at night every day, while Shan Xiali often goes to the riverside to listen to the sigh of the waves at dusk.She never went to art exhibitions anymore, and she got a headache when she heard the word "painting".

In any happy family, both husband and wife will enjoy the fun of being busy.In a family that is on the verge of collapse, either party is bound to spend a dull and empty time in their lives. At this time, another man broke into her life... During this period of desperation, the murder at Qiuxiang Villa happened.And that night, she once encountered a terrible scene. Shan Xiali recalled the painful past like this, until the purple-blue sky enveloped the whole world, and then she slowly returned home. Han Feitian was eating biscuits to satisfy his hunger, and beside him was a wine bottle that had just been unsealed.

She asked him, "You, where did you go that night?" Han Feitian was startled, and asked back: "The Public Security Bureau asked you to understand my situation?" Seeing her husband's flustered expression and feeling suspicious, Shan Xiali said, "Don't worry about who asks me, do you have anything to do with Xin Yueqiu's murder?" Han Feitian was enraged, and suddenly shouted fiercely: "I hate her, I hate this shameless woman!" "You really..." Shan Xiali's heart was beating wildly, she thought to herself, "Could it be that he is really a murderer?"

"Tell me, is the Public Security Bureau looking for you?" "No, it's that female reporter." "They're in the same group!" Han Feitian yelled, and downed half a bottle of wine... Shan Xiali shuddered in her heart, collapsed on the sofa, and cried bitterly as she watched her drunken husband...