Invincible: Warm Marriage, Cute Wife, Bad Chief

Chapter 410
　"Why did you separate?"

Di Yunhao reached out and took the wine glass on the table, drank it down in one gulp, his long and narrow peach eyes gleaming, and stared at Duan Xiaoqing in front of him without turning for a moment.

Duan Xiaoqing's eyes were still full of unforgettable pain, but a forced smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "When we are separated, we are separated. Why is it important?"

"Of course it's important!" He said coldly, causing Duan Xiaoqing to tremble all over, and raised her eyes to look at Di Yunhao who was still fine just now.

He didn't know what he said wrong, which would make him lose his temper in an instant.

"If you are still in love, why do you want to separate?" In the next second, he added coldly, "Unless you don't love anymore... No, you have never loved before..."

"Ah?" Once again, Duan Xiaoqing was shocked by his remarks.

She stared blankly at him after he finished speaking and poured himself a full glass of strong wine, and drank it without blinking. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something.

"Actually, there are thousands of reasons for separation. Even if we are not together in the end, it does not mean that we have never loved."

Looking deeply at Di Yunhao who wanted to get drunk to relieve his worries, Duan Xiaoqing suddenly took a few steps closer, and the small hands crossed in front of him stopped him from continuing to pour wine into the glass.

Seriously took a sentence.

As soon as these words came out, Di Yunhao was stunned.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes, "Really?"

But the joy lasted less than three seconds, and the image of Mu Xi asking him for a divorce with a blank face flashed in his mind, and he violently waved away Duan Xiaoqing's hand blocking the wine bottle.

Blunted and roared: "If you love, why do you have to separate?" Is he still kidding himself?
I don't know if it's because of drinking too much, or because the backlog of pain in his chest is too heavy, but his pupils suddenly become ghostly.

His eyes flashed with anger, and he raised his hand to pick up the wine bottle and smashed it out.

Shards of glass shattered all over the place.

The body sunken deep in the sofa was as stiff as a killing god from hell, and Duan Xiaoqing, who was not far from him, shrank into a ball in fright.

That obviously ruthless action revealed an inexplicable sadness, which made people feel distressed.

Duan Xiaoqing looked at the maddened man in front of her, and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

After adjusting his breathing several times, he mustered up the courage to look at Di Yunhao again.

"You know, when my dad was hospitalized with serious illness, the person I thought would always be with me also left me. I still remember that when he left me, I also felt that life would be worse than death. How much I love you. How much I hate..."

A voice without ups and downs sounded slowly, revealing endless sadness.

Just now, his timid body moved a little closer to Di Yunhao.

He suddenly raised his head and glanced at her, causing her thin body to shrink back, but she still didn't retreat.

"My dad is suffering from cancer. It was too late when he was discovered. He needed constant chemotherapy to maintain his life, but the cost was really expensive. I always thought he was afraid of the burden on me and didn't want to face it with me. I left, so I hated him for a long, long time..."

As if caught in her own memories, the expression on Duan Xiaoqing's face suddenly became calm.

It's an indescribable peace.

Since she was a childhood sweetheart, she once thought that the person she would hold hands with for the rest of her life would disappear overnight. Only those who have experienced it will understand the pain.

(End of this chapter)