Li Rouqiu ran out of the house on the eve of the night.

She insisted on being with the married man, and was discovered by the man's wife. The fire of love between a man and his wife has long since burned to the end, and this incident has become the last straw that crushed their marriage.

After the two divorced, Li Rouqiu became a man's righteous wife and lived a very loving life. The man's mouth is sweet and romantic, and all the surprises that Xie Qingcheng failed to give her, she got all the complements from another man.

She also really loves him, and when he was at his worst, he sold all his valuable jewelry to support him in going to sea to do business.

Their small family is getting richer and happier.

until—another, younger girl appeared.

When did Mr. get on with the girl, it is unknown, she accidentally bumped into Mr. with the beautiful girl student for breast augmentation when she was doing face in the beauty salon .

Li Ruoqiu tried to think in a good direction, maybe it was because of his work needs? After all he now runs a modeling agency, maybe...

." At that moment, it collapsed suddenly.

When Li Rouqiu and Xie Qingcheng divorced, they once said that love is desperate and can sacrifice responsibility, morality, and everything.

Then she saw the irresponsible love, after the flowers faded, the bad results.

On New Year's Eve, a girl came to make trouble with her pregnant body.

Li Rouqiu had an unborn physique. She was stabbed so painfully that she quarreled with the girl. I once doted on her, saying that she was the only husband in the world who deserves my love. In order to protect the girl and the evil in her belly, I opposed her to fight.

Unbearable humiliation and pain, she quickly collected some things and left the house.

On the high-speed rail, she didn't know where to go.

Her parents have left, and her former best friend lost touch with her because of her arrogance as the Queen Mother.

At this time, she suddenly missed Xie Qingcheng very, very much.

Spring Festival high-speed rail tickets are unavailable. She now lives in Hangzhou, not far from Shanghai. She simply panicked with money to burn, and took a taxi to go back to Moyu Lane.

Seeing her like this, the driver couldn't help asking her on the way: "Beauty, what's the matter with you, is it your husband who treats you badly in this New Year's Eve?"

“Should I take you to the police?”

Li Rouqiu stared blankly at herself in the reflection in the car window.

Many years ago, when she was in her twenties, she complained in a taxi: "Hey, my husband is so impersonal, today is Valentine's Day, and he doesn't even know how to buy me a gift Send a bouquet of flowers…”

The driver of the car smiled: "Girl, is it so important to spend money or not? It's okay to be nice to you."

"But he doesn't even give me flowers, how can he be good to me?"

The driver glanced at the large and small bags after shopping on her lap, shook his head, and did not speak.

Li Rouqiu didn't seem to understand until this time, what was the meaning behind the driver's action at that time.

Xie Qingcheng didn't remember any anniversary. He was too busy for this festival and that festival, and he didn't like tossing about these too sweet things.

But Xie Qingcheng's salary card was always lost on her side, his expenses let her know very well, and he never said what she wanted to buy and how to use it A no word.

She can actually buy a lot of flowers with the money he gave her.

"Beauty?"

Like a lifetime, Li Rouqiu covered her face in the taxi and cried bitterly.

She said: "I used to... I used to... Husband was very nice, very kind and responsible, good to others, better to me... But I... I..."

Under the comfort of the driver, Li Rouqiu finally recovered. Looking at the bruises on her face, Li Rouqiu wiped her tears and tried her best to put on makeup to cover up the scars.

She knew that she would be met with strange scrutiny, gossip, and scorn when she came back.

She originally wanted to knock on the door of Xie Qingcheng's house quietly and ask him to take her in for one night.

But Li Rouqiu did not expect a long table banquet in Moyu Lane.

Her embarrassment also became his embarrassment.

In this way, in the jubilation and excitement of the New Year's Eve, it evolved into a long, awkward silence.

Inside the house.

Xie Qingcheng and Li Rouqiu sat alone.

These two are talking, and it is not convenient for others to enter.

"Drink some hot water." After a long time, Xie Qingcheng spoke up.

He got up and poured some water for her and handed it to her.

The water is still warm, but the cup is not what she used to be. Holding the disposable paper cup for hospitality, she was stunned, and another string of tears fell.

Xie Qingcheng let her sit on the sofa and sat on the hard chair with a polite distance between the chair and her. He asked her, "What happened?"

Li Rouqiu shook her head, wiped her tears, and said after a while, "Brother Xie, I'm sorry, I didn't know this was the scene today, I didn't want to embarrass you..."

"...It's fine." Xie Qingcheng said.

He is like this, he has a strong gender stereotype, he always thinks that women are weak, and thinks that they can't be like this, can't be like that, there are many feudal concepts.

But because of his machismo, he hardly cares about women.

Li Ruoqiu has always been a very idealistic woman, she likes idol dramas and daydreams, she really doesn’t have a bottom line in terms of feelings, but apart from this aspect, she is in other places Her mind is not bad, and she is even very soft-hearted in some aspects, otherwise Xie Qingcheng would not have married her in the first place.

Just because she always likes romance and fantasizes about outrageous things, and Xie Qingcheng didn't meet her expectations before, she always couldn't help arguing with him.

At that time, Xie Qingcheng was used to not refuting, no matter whether what she said made sense or not, it was up to her to make trouble.

He will not quarrel with a woman, especially his wife.

Perhaps it was because of his forbearance that he indulged the insatiable desire in Li Rouqiu's heart. She subconsciously seemed to think that no matter what she did, Xie Qingcheng would understand her and would not quarrel with her.

Of course Xie Qingcheng would not allow her to eat and sleep.

The two went to the mirror and broke apart, and after pulling the divorce certificate, they never contacted again.

Until this moment, she suddenly appeared with a wound on her face and tears on her face.

She told Xie Qing the whole story.

Xie Qingcheng looked at her and asked after a long silence, "Then what are you going to do in the future."

"I...I don't know...I really don't have a place to go. It's New Year's Eve, and I feel very uncomfortable..."

“…I understand.”

Li Rouqiu cried again: "How could he do such a thing?"

“…”

Xie Qingcheng smoked a cigarette, wanted to press the lighter, looked at her, but did not press it again, and put down the cigarette.

"You always live in your fantasy, Li Ruoqiu." Xie Qingcheng, like countless times before, calmly reasoned with her when she encountered difficulties, "but reality does not It must be able to agree with your imagination, or even completely contradict it.”

Let’s talk about it, if you don’t want to, you need to keep the evidence that can protect yourself, and then find a reliable divorce lawyer.”

Li Ruoqiu: "Then, how should I choose..."

"I can't make any suggestions for your decision." Xie Qingcheng looked at her quietly, without getting into trouble, but there was no more temperature.

"Li Ruoqiu, you must know that we have nothing to do with each other."

Li Rouqiu's body trembled, she was speechless for a long time, then raised her head and slowly looked around the place that used to be her home.

In a trance, she seemed to see her first time walking into the house as a wife, the girl hugged him in front of the windowsill, kissed him on tiptoe, and looked at him with a smile With a light face, he said, "Husband, I like you so much. I want to be with you all the time."

But now everything has changed.

Her traces were erased in this room, only the place where the wedding photo frame had been placed, and there were a few faint traces.

The man in front of her once turned her from a girl into a woman. She thought he was good at first, but later she thought he was bad.

She always felt that Xie Qing gave her too little, and never thought whether she asked too much.

Li Rouqiu looked at it, thinking about their past in this family, and thinking about her current turbulent marriage, she wondered, if she hadn’t cheated, could she still be with her? Xie Qingcheng made dumplings and cooked eight-treasure rice together on New Year's Eve? Xie Xue would still call her sister-in-law, and...and...

Hearing the voices of children playing and slapsticking outside, Li Rouqiu suddenly said to Xie Qingcheng very sadly, "Brother Xie."

"What's wrong?"

“…If only we could have had a child before.”

“…”

"That might not be the case..."

She didn't say any more. She probably felt that she had lost her way. She took out a delicate handkerchief, wiped her tears, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

This initially seemed to be a test for her, and later it became a punishment for her.

When she and Xie Qingcheng were together, because they had no children, their minds were more active, and they finally cheated on another man, feeling that their life could start all over again. She was glad that she was free because of it.

But later, because it was difficult to have children, she was compared by another young girl for this ridiculous reason, and she became the one who was cheated. She hurt herself and lost her marriage.

The so-called good fortune may be just like that.

Xie Qingcheng shook his head, he didn't know what to say, he looked at the watch on his wrist: "it's getting late, I'll ask Xie Xue to accompany you to the hotel to open a room have a rest."

Li Ruoqiu: "I..."

"Let's go."

He got up and was about to see off.

Li Rouqiu's eyes filled with discomfort, and finally looked at the unmoved cigarette on his table: "Then you should smoke less."

“…hmmm.”

"It's not good for you."

Xie Qing nodded and said nothing.

He opened the door, and was about to take her to Aunt Li's house to find Xie Xue, but as soon as he pushed the door, he almost bumped into a boy.

“…”

He Yu was leaning against the door.

The boy stood quietly with his hands in his pockets, no expression on his face, and he didn't know how long he had been listening. The door opened, he and Xie Qingcheng's eyes met, Xie Qingcheng's eyes sank:

"What are you doing here?"

He Yu looked at him badly, and there was a repressed beast in his eyes.

But before she could answer anything, Li Rouqiu wiped away her tears, packed her purse and walked out. The woman met this nineteen-year-old male student.

When He Yu moved his gaze to her, it instantly became very light, and he looked at her quietly.

Li Rouqiu didn't recognize this young man at first, after all, He Yu was too different from the junior high school students she entertained at that time, and after a while, she suddenly recovered: "Ah, is it you? "