We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

After saying that, he dropped his belt, slammed the door and left.

Fu Ruoshi heard the old man's compromise and fainted with satisfaction.

However, Wen Zhixia didn't know about this process.

In her opinion, he beat her up in an attempt to get her to change her mind or to delay the divorce process.

Although she understood that maybe he really was reluctant to let her go.

But what was he doing before?

What was he doing during those three years?

"Fu Ruoshi," Wen Zhixia suppressed her sadness, "Actually, when I first married you, I really wanted to live a good life with you."

Fu Ruoshi felt so upset that he couldn't speak.

He didn't know at that time. He thought she had someone else in her heart, but he didn't dare to ask because of his self-respect.

Wen Zhixia continued, "But you never come home for half a year. I wondered if I was doing something wrong. I asked you, but you didn't say anything."

Fu Ruoshi wanted to kiss her, but when he saw Wen Zhixia's tearful face, he felt that just a kiss would be too pale.

Besides, there was nothing she did wrong.

She did everything too well, which in turn reflected his suspicion and incompetence.

"And those women," Wen Zhixia continued, "Every time I asked you about your relationship with them, you just made a joke and then blocked them in front of me. Are you trying to show off, or do you really think that would make me happy?"

"Of course I thought you would be happy," Fu Ruoshi explained hurriedly.

Wen Zhixia shook her head. "But I just think you're a very cold person. You treat others like that, and you treat me like that too."

"How could that be? They are different from you," Fu Ruoshi said, "Even if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't stay with them for long."

He paused, "Actually, when I got engaged to you, I never thought about divorcing you."

The belated truth made Wen Zhixia couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Because I'm obedient and there's less trouble, because I don't care about you?"

"..."

"No, that's not it..."

Fu Ruoshi wanted to explain, but suddenly felt that words were too pale.

In the business world, faced with those beautiful women throwing themselves at him, he has his own perfect methods to deal with them. In situations where he doesn't need to be sincere, he can always be like a fish in water, advance and retreat appropriately, and win every battle.

However, now facing Wen Zhixia, he had to put away his perfect flirting skills, but found that every time he wanted to reveal his true feelings, he was like a fool, illiterate, throwing away his weapons and running away.

He pretended to be calm because he was afraid of exposing his embarrassment.

It was not until he heard Wen Zhixia say, "I used to like you, but now I hate you" that he regretted it so much that he wanted to die.

At the wedding, after the wedding, when his company went public, when the Fu family bullied her...

He had countless opportunities to save the marriage, but he missed them all.

"I admit, I've run away before." Wen Zhixia turned her back to him and said, "I should have told you I like you a long time ago, but I didn't have the courage. I paid the price for my cowardice. You too."

Fu Ruoshi let go of her, turned her towards him, looked into her eyes and said to her, "Since I like you and you like me, can't we not get divorced?"

Wen Zhixia raised her eyes, looked at the man who had once infatuated her, and shook her head firmly, "But I don't like you now. I've waited too long, and I'm too tired."

During this period, she repeated the words "I don't love you anymore" over and over again, some of which she said to Fu Ruoshi and some to herself.

But no matter what, every time she said this, she would still feel the pain of her heart being torn apart.

Fu Ruoshi's voice choked with sobs, and he held her tightly, refusing to let go. "I was wrong, and I made you wait too long, but we still have a chance. If you don't have someone you like now, can we start over? Can you give me another chance to pursue you?"

Wen Zhixia also wanted to cry.

If she had confessed her feelings directly in high school, without feeling inferior or timid, and had not been with Gu Chun to repay him, what would the outcome be now?

Instead, on that messy and incoherent drunken night, she kissed the person she loved most under the influence of alcohol, but mistakenly called someone else's name.

After all, both of them look so strong and tough, but in fact they are cowardly and vulnerable.

"Maybe our relationship was wrong from the beginning."

After a long while, Wen Zhixia finally spoke, "We are not from the same world. Marriage is not a relationship. On this point, you will be more realistic than me."

"I'll go make you a bowl of noodles."

......

The meal was depressing, but Fu Ruoshi still finished it all without leaving a single bite.

Wen Zhixia left after finishing her meal. She had an academic conference next week and had been busy preparing materials recently.

Late at night, Fu Ruoshi had a low fever again.

He felt cold and reached out to grab the familiar embrace beside him.

There was nothing around me.

He finally woke up, stood on the balcony with his clothes on, smoking, and staring at the mountains in the distance in a daze.

Wen Zhixia left, but she will come again after get off work tomorrow.

But during this long night, he became anxious when he thought about having to get through it on his own.

At this moment, Fu Ruoshi suddenly realized that waiting was such a painful feeling.

He had only waited for her for a few nights, seven days at most, but he was already unable to sleep and had to check his phone every few minutes.

She waited for three whole years.

What the hell did I do?

Fu Ruoshi really wanted to go back and ask Fu Keming to beat him up.

In fact, many heart-beats do not start slowly.

It's a moment.

The first time Fu Ruoshi saw Wen Zhixia was not at the freshman meeting, but at the freshman registration office.

It was scorching hot that day. He sat in the shade beside the flower bed, enjoying the breeze, and heard a few boys discussing the new girl.

"Look, that woman's legs are so thick, and she's wearing such a short skirt."

As they talked, they squatted down and zoomed in with their phones.

Fu Ruoshi felt it was irritating. He stood up to leave, and then he heard someone say, "Oh, who is that? Why are you blocking the way? Damn it!"

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a girl in a light green dress standing behind the girl in the short skirt. He helped her tuck her skirt down.

Then she turned around and pointed her thumbs down at those wretched boys, making a contemptuous gesture.

She was small, with fair skin that made her eyes appear as black as ink, and she had a certain otherworldly coldness.

Although she looked weak and as if she would fall down at the slightest gust of wind, the stubbornness in her eyes touched his heart immediately.

Fragile and fearless, like weeds in the wind.

Fu Ruoshi couldn't move at all.

"Lawyer's kids are amazing," someone laughed. "Right after entering school, they already dare to give the senior a hard time."

"Which lawyer?" Fu Ruoshi turned around and asked.

"Wen Zhengmao," the man replied, "is the lawyer who fought for the poor for free and whose family was later exterminated. We used to live in the same compound. I know her."

Wen Zhengmao.

Fu Ruoshi was shocked, that was his childhood idol.

He had seen Wen Zhengmao's interviews on TV more than once. He was upright and high-spirited. Later, when he learned that he had been murdered, he was sad for a long time.

"What's wrong, Mr. Fu? You won't fall in love with her..."

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Fu Ruoshi ran after Wen Zhixia.