Xu Jiamu held his cell phone, tilted his head, stared at the bright sunshine outside the window, looked at the longest time, and then spoke to Lu Jinnian on the phone and said gently: "I want to get married."

Xu Jiamu's tone of this sentence was calm, without any emotion, like a pool of stagnant water, but it fell in Lu Jinnian's ears, like a huge thunder that exploded out of thin air, with great power.

Lu Jinnian paused on the phone for about three minutes before speaking and asked, "Who are you married? I used to urge you so many times, but I always escape. Why are you thinking about getting married now? Is something happening?”

"Nothing happened." Although Lu Jinnian's tone was still as light as ever and sounded cold, it made Xu Jiamu clearly feel a hint of worry. He couldn't tell why, and he became a little sad. He swallowed and then continued in his tone: "I don't know who to marry... But, I don't want to continue with such a person."

There was another silence on the phone. This time, before Xu Jiamu could speak Lu Jinnian again, he took a breath and relaxed his tone slightly: "Okay, I still have some things to do, see you tonight."

Then, Xu Jiamu couldn't wait to hang up the phone.

His fingertips were trembling.

He held his cell phone hard and sat blankly in the office chair for a long time. Then, as if he had lost all his strength, he lay on the desk and gently closed his eyes. About a minute later, a very clear tears rolled down at the corner of his eyes.

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The dinner started at 8:30. At 7:00, Xu Jiamu went back to Jinxiu Garden. When choosing clothes in the locker room, Xu Jiamu habitually took a blue suit, and then others were stunned.

He remembered that he didn't like wearing blue clothes in the past. In the second year when Song Xiangsi debuted, she won the nomination for Best Actress and left him a ticket for a guest seat. For the award ceremony that night, Song Xiangsi went to a private custom club to customize a dress. He accompanied him. She asked him to choose a dress that day. He habitually wanted to choose a white one, but she recommended him to blue, saying that he looked so energetic and handsome in blue. Think about it carefully, it was probably from that time, and later he attended dinner many times. Although the clothes he wore were different each time, they were all blue.

Xu Jiamu paused for a while, hung the blue suit back into the closet, and replaced it with a black suit.

From today on, he will try hard to learn to quit all habits related to her.

At half past eight, Xu Jiamu arrived at the entrance of the Beijing Hotel on time.

Before the doorman could come and open the door, Xu Jiamu pushed open the door and got out of the car. As soon as he was steady on the ground, he glanced at a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes. Xu Jiamu suddenly turned his head and saw under the street light not far away, Song Xiangsi was standing by the roadside holding Xiao Hongdou and blocking a taxi.

The car door was sensing because Xu Jiamu opened a small distance and closed it automatically. Finally, he clamped Xu Jiamu's fingers, as if he could not feel the pain at all. It was not until Song Xiangsi held Xiao Hongdou and stopped the car to leave, that he heard the doorman beside him politely asking: "Mr. Xu? Do you have anything to help?"
Chapter completed!