Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

After preparing for a week, the two of them put their suitcases in the car directly when they went to work on Friday and waited to go directly to the airport after get off work. Although Fu Tingjun was dissatisfied, he could only accept it.Sometimes he really doubted whether he should marry a wife or find a playmate for Fu Yasheng?

After leaving the company, the two drove directly to the train station. Because the place they went to was relatively close, it was very convenient to take the high-speed rail and there was no need to rush.

When they arrived at the train station, they took their tickets and found a milk tea shop to wait for the train. Fu Yasheng looked at her and smiled, and Yang Qingwei was confused.

"why are you laughing?"

"I feel so pitiful about my brother, he can't even keep his own wife!"

Yang Qingwei pouted, took the milk tea and took a sip. Fu Misheng immediately apologized.

"Okay, I made a mistake. You are too popular, okay?"

Yang Qingwei held her hand and sighed: "I'm not angry, I just feel that something is a little abnormal between me and your brother?" Realizing that there was something wrong with her expression, Yang Qingwei hurriedly explained, "I'm not That means, I just feel that my relationship with him is different from that of an ordinary couple, can you understand?"

"I understand, but the ticket check will be done soon. Let's go there first, okay?"

The two of them took their suitcases to check in and didn't continue their conversation until they got in the car.

"Do you feel that communication with my brother is not going well?" Fu Yasheng asked, holding the milk tea he just brought with both hands. Yang Qingwei looked at her and nodded thoughtfully.

"I always feel like there is a membrane between him and me, which is invisible and intangible, but when we are really close, we are separated again. It's very strange."

Fu Misheng didn't know how to answer when she heard her complaints. In fact, she had always felt that there was a problem between Yang Qingwei and her brother from the time they met, but since it was a matter between two people, she ignored it, but now she said that she could listen.

Sighing, he turned his head and looked out the window. The train was moving slowly, and the scenery outside the window gradually receded. Yang Qingwei's thoughts also gradually faded away. However, Fu Yasheng felt that this was a good opportunity for a breakthrough. It depended on whether Yang Qingwei wanted to solve it.

"Do you feel that your and my brother's family backgrounds are very different?"

There has always been an issue of parentage between them, which is nothing to be taboo about. What makes Yang Qingwei uncomfortable is the gap between her and Fu Tingjun. It seems that no matter what she does, she can't reach it. This is the biggest problem between them, but She didn't know how to express it.

"I just feel like he and I can't get together no matter what." Yang Qingwei sighed.

Fu Misheng's pupils were shocked, and he immediately took her hand and said carefully: "You don't want to divorce my brother, do you?"

Yang Qingwei smiled. If she could get divorced, would she survive until now?Ever since she got sick that time, Yang Qingwei understood that she was Fu Tingjun's person in life and his ghost in death. If she wanted to leave, she couldn't even think about it.

"How could it be? I just want to find a situation where the two of us can get along comfortably."

Fu Yasheng looked at her slightly sad face and fell into silence. He paid attention after a moment, "By the way, let's go traveling!"

"travel?"

"Yes, travel!" Fu Misheng said proudly, "Travel is the best way to judge whether two people are suitable for each other. Look, you have gone out with me. How about it? Do we get along well? You and my brother I’ll go out for a few days and I’ll know if you two are a good fit when I come back!”

What Fu Misheng said made sense, but how could Fu Tingjun have time to go out with her if he was so busy?Moreover, the last time they went abroad together was to attend his first love's wedding, and she didn't want to have such a bad experience again.

Silently withdrawing her hand, Yang Qingwei smiled bitterly and said, "Let's talk about it later."