After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

Shen Yao handed a gold card to Lu Jiajia, "How could you think it's too expensive? This contains all my savings. You can use it to your heart's content."

Lu Jiajia glanced sideways, looking indifferent.

His hand, however, honestly accepted the card from Shen Yao's hand.

"Okay, I'll go and max out your bank card right now."

As she spoke, Lu Jiajia pulled the bank card into her bag.

Halfway there, I heard footsteps behind me.

"Jiajia, you will always be my best friend. No matter what happened in the past or what will happen in the future, you will always be my best friend."

Lu Jiajia paused slightly halfway down the road.

She slightly raised her head, her nose tingling with emotion.

She turned around abruptly, her almond-shaped eyes glaring at Shen Yao. "Since we're good friends, why aren't you coming over here to serve this young lady?"

Shen Yao burst into laughter through her tears, rushed to Lu Jiajia, and hugged her tightly.

"Jiajia, I miss you so much!"

"Humph, I don't miss you!"

On the main street, two women embraced tightly, laughing and crying.

Passersby turned to look at them.

"I'm sorry, I married Bo Yuxiu." Shen Yao finally said those words.

"Fool, why are you apologizing? Blame it on that jerk Bo Yuxiu who likes you but not me!"

The two let go of each other and smiled knowingly.

That evening, Bo Yuxiu visited Shen Ayao's house again, and Shen Ayao's smile was noticeably brighter than usual.

Did something happy happen today?

"Yes, Jiajia and I have made up."

Bo Yuxiu was surprised, "She really forgave you?"

Shen Yao nodded, "Yes, we're still good friends. I had prepared for the worst..."

Bo Yuxiu asked, "What worst-case scenario are you preparing for?"

Shen Yao raised her eyes and looked directly at the man in front of her. "If Lu Jiajia doesn't forgive me, then I'll want to divorce you."

Bo Yuxiu almost spat out the water he was holding in his throat.

"You want to divorce me because of Lu Jiajia?"

"I meant if," Shen Yao said, sounding a little guilty.

Bo Yuxiu angrily slammed his water glass on the table. "Shen Yao, do you love me?"

Upon hearing this question, Shen Yao did not answer immediately.

Instead, they remained silent.

Her silence made Bo Yuxiu even more frustrated and angry.

He grabbed Shen Yao's hand and pressed her, "Can't you just say you love me and comfort me?"

Hearing the man's plea, Shen Yao raised her eyes, only to be met with his burning gaze.

She felt it was very hot.

He turned his head and looked down at his hands on the table.

"Ash, I like you."

"Is it just liking, but hasn't evolved into love?" When Bo Yuxiu asked this question, he felt his heart breaking.

"Ash, it's late, you should go home early."

Shen Yao hurriedly broke free from his hand, got up, walked quickly to the door, and opened it.

Bo Yuxiu's face turned ashen with anger. He stood up and strode over to Shen Yao. "Don't you love me, Shen Yao?"

"I love you, I love you, can you leave now?"

"Shen Yao, how can your answer be so perfunctory?"

"I told you I love you, can you leave now?" Shen Yao trembled all over and pushed the man away.

Bo Yuxiu was pushed outside the door. The usually gentle and refined man's face was now so gloomy that it looked like it was about to rain.

"Fine, Shen Yao, you're the one who told me to leave!"

After saying that, he turned and left in refusal.

Watching the man storm off, Shen Yao's body slowly slid to the ground.

She hugged her knees helplessly, at a loss for what to do.

......

"Do you love him?"

"I don't know, but I know I don't hate him."

"What are you thinking during the process of establishing an intimate relationship with him?"

"I feel that he might leave me and stop loving me one day."

Does he know what you're thinking?

"do not know."

"Perhaps you could talk to him."

Xu Yang drew back the curtains, letting the afternoon sunlight of winter stream into the room.

The dappled light and shadow fell on Shen Yao's pale face, and you could even see her transparent white veins.

Seeing that the water cup Shen Yao was holding with both hands was no longer steaming, Xu Yang said gently, "The water is cold, I'll get you another cup."

Shen Yao sat upright on the single sofa, her profile delicate, beautiful, and melancholic.

Just by looking at her, you could tell she was very nervous and not relaxed at all.

Xu Yang changed to a gentle song and handed her the hot water he had prepared.

The warm liquid made her feel a little better.

Xu Yang sat opposite Shen Yao, like an old friend, without breaking her silence. He sat quietly, silently sensing all her emotions.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Yao finally snapped out of her reverie.

"You once said that maybe I should find someone to rely on."

"Perhaps you can give it a try."

"Can I give it a try?" Shen Yao asked Xu Yang, but she was also asking herself.

"Tell me your opinion of him, or why you want to marry him?"

Shen Yao fell silent again.

Answering this question seems difficult for her.

She picked up the cup and took a sip of warm water.

He looked at Xu Yang, who gazed at him calmly and gently.

"Sometimes being alone is too hard, and I think maybe I could consider sharing that hardship with someone. At least, when I'm at my lowest, I'll have someone there for me. But then I worry..."

What are you worried about?

"I worry that one day I might become dependent on the other person, and then they might dislike or hate me. What would I do then?"

"Going back to the previous question, perhaps you could tell him about your concerns."

The nearly two-hour psychological counseling session ended in the afternoon.

Shen Yao said goodbye to Xu Yang and returned home.

Shen Yao was upset after arguing with Bo Yuxiu yesterday, so she went to find Xu Yang by herself.

She didn't tell Lu Jiajia because she didn't want Lu Jiajia to worry about her.

If Lu Jiajia knew that she went to psychological counseling because of Bo Yuxiu, Lu Jiajia would not let it go.

Bo Yuxiu barely paid any attention to her all day.

Shen Yao can't help but check her phone every time she finishes her work.

She wondered why this man hadn't taken the initiative to message her.

At this time, men will usually take the initiative to call or text you.

Shen Yao wanted to contact the man several times, but she missed the opportunity because she was always busy.

When she finally finished get off work at noon and called Bo Yuxiu, his phone was already busy.

Shen Yao's heart kept sinking.

She arrived at Xu Yang's studio at 4 p.m. and stayed there until 5:30 p.m.

I got home at 6:30.

As soon as I opened the door, I didn't smell the familiar aroma of food.

Shen Yao felt a little disappointed.

Perhaps all men are like this.

They are fickle and easily bored; once a woman is married, they become indifferent to her.