fall in love again

Chapter 226 Bonus Extra: Jiang Yu's Short Stories (02)

Do I want a divorce?

To be honest, I don't know much about Xu Ran's question.

I have always been a person without my own opinions, and Zou Yao arranges the daily household chores. He does what he says, and I never refute him.

Even now, the view on the matter of divorce is the same.

When he said it, I agreed naturally. I didn't have any strong emotions, and I didn't open my mouth to keep it. I just felt a dull pain in my heart.

He said he was fed up with the way we got along, he said he was tired of living with me, and especially tired of the food I had frozen in the freezer that he ate alone.

But when he really heard my promise, the expression on his face still froze unnaturally.

I think the reason for his expression like this may be that he didn't expect me to agree so naturally.

The night he filed for divorce, we officially slept in separate rooms.

I went back to the bedroom and he went to the guest room.

Although he slept in the guest room when he came back late.

"Fuzi?" Seeing me in a daze, Xu Ran called me again, and then continued after seeing me come back to his senses: "Now there is a cooling-off period for the divorce, both of you should calm down, wait until you think it over, and then have a good talk. Both fit well, and..."

I, Zou Yao and Xu Ran are high school classmates.

Apart from this relationship, she is the person who understands me best besides Zou Yao.

Although Xu Ran didn't finish what she said, I already knew what she was going to say.

I was a little tired after running around all day today, I raised my hand and rubbed the back of my neck, then lay down on the bed, answered Xu Ran casually, and hung up the phone.

But when I turned off the bedside light and the hotel bedroom became completely dark, I suddenly felt very lonely, and my eyes suddenly became a little sore, and after a while, something wet flowed out of my eye sockets, which wet the hotel pillow.

...

On the second day of the cooling-off period, I planned to pick a time when Zou Yao was not at home to pack my luggage and move out of the house he bought.

I plan to find a hotel to make ends meet for a while, find a hotel closer to my work, and then slowly find a house, or live in a school dormitory.

After checking out, I turned around and walked a few steps forward. Before I opened the door, a familiar male voice suddenly came from the front desk behind me.

My spine stiffened when I heard the voice, but I quickly recovered.

I opened the door as if I didn't hear it and walked out. When I looked up, I saw a car parked not far away.

He looked away for a moment.

I walked down the street, haphazardly hailed a taxi and left.

When I got home, I packed my luggage neatly.

He took away everything that belonged to him, but he didn't take away the wedding photos displayed in this house.

Even if it is taken away, it will only increase troubles in vain.

I glanced at the photos in the room lightly, then pulled the suitcase off the bed and walked out.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but when I was going downstairs to the elevator, I seemed to hear a "ding--" sound from the elevator next door, and then the door of the elevator closed.

I glanced down at the chat box that belonged to me and Zou Yao, and the content of the chat was still on the morning before the divorce.

Looking at the chat records at that time now, I suddenly feel a little dazzling.

Anyway, he was about to get divorced, and it was useless to keep his WeChat, so I decisively chose to block him.

Blocked all memories.

On the third day of the cooling-off period, I officially returned to school to work.

I am a math teacher in an elementary school in Yaoming City. Compared with middle school teachers, I have enough work and time, and the pressure is not too great.

During the two days of leave, I switched classes with Mr. Li, who teaches Chinese.

When Teacher Li saw me coming to work, he nodded and smiled at me slightly.

"Mr. Chen." Teacher Li walked up to me and greeted me: "You may have too much class today."

"It's okay." I glanced at the class schedule: "There are only five classes."

I packed up the lesson plans, nodded slightly towards her, and then turned around to teach the class.

In the next few days, I have been repeating the life of making up lessons. It took about eight days to make up for the eight lessons I missed.

I have been very busy during the make-up classes these days. In addition to the normal rest, I also have to hold various teaching meetings. I am so busy that I don’t have time to think about those annoying things, including that annoying him.

When I was free to look at the calendar, I realized that my cooling-off period was almost half a month past.

During the half month of the cooling-off period, Zou Yao did not contact me.

Even if I blocked his WeChat, he didn't choose to add me back.

I stared at the phone for a while, thinking, maybe he didn't realize that I blocked him already?
Although I blocked him, there are always news about him in the circle of friends.

We have been together for ten years, and we have many of the same friends around us, and sometimes we go out to get together.

I don’t know if they didn’t know about the news that Zou Yao and I were going to divorce, or they forgot to block me when they posted on Moments. When I saw those words about him, my heart would always feel like being pricked by a needle.

But fortunately, it was only a short-lived pain.

I scrolled through several circles of friends in a row, and many people had him under their cameras, as if they were specifically reporting his whereabouts to me.

Tell me he's had a great time away from me.

Looking at how prosperous he is in the circle of friends, I suddenly feel a little ridiculous.

Laugh at me for being stupid, and laugh at him for being too naive.

His figure is everywhere in the circle of friends, I am afraid that if I continue to watch, I will not be able to resist calling his phone and yelling at him, so I turned off the phone, lay sideways on the bed, and blackened the head of the bed Then he pulled the quilt over the bed, buried his head on his head, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

...

Male protagonist's point of view:

I am divorcing Fu Ziti today.

She agreed.

I told her that I was fed up with the life I have now. I don’t want to face a lifeless wife who has no vitality when I go home, and I don’t want to open the refrigerator to always see that mushy dish that I can’t even look at. Leftovers go down.

When she heard those words, she looked at me without any expression on her face, she just looked at me so calmly.

We have been together for ten years and we have been married for three years. During this period, we have never had any quarrels. Everything is very smooth and natural.

But this overly smooth relationship is mixed with a lot of estrangement and indifference.

I have been taking the initiative all these years, and she has been very compliant with me, and has never raised any objections, so I was very happy at the beginning.

Whenever I hear my friends quarreling with their wives, saying that their wives are in charge of this and that, or even making unreasonable troubles and losing their temper with them, I am always very glad that Fuzi is not like them, otherwise I would Surely there will be resentment towards her.

(End of this chapter)