I was shocked and immediately pushed her away.

　　"Are you crazy?! Why did you suddenly go mad?!" Lu Qingyu stumbled and stood firm, picking up the agreement: "I'm crazy? Do you know how much property we have to divide if we divorce? Just the villa you mentioned alone is worth 120 million! You don't even want the money for the divorce.

　　Is that woman so important to you?!" I pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "She's not just any woman, she's the one I love." It's not that I'm infatuated, but mainly because I have enough money to live a worry-free life for several lifetimes.

　　Even if I'm wealthy, it's just sleeping on one bed.

　　Why should I be bound in this relationship for money that I can't spend? I've made up my mind.

　　Even if it's not for Song Yiyi, I don't want to torment Lu Qingyu anymore.

　　Lu Qingyu tightly held the divorce agreement, creasing the thick paper with great force.

　　She has always been a person who keeps her emotions in check, even when I was angry and messing with her, she always looked at me with cold eyes, never showing a hint of emotion.

　　But now she seems extremely angry, with a dark cloud over her face, and I can even see the bloodshot in her eyes.

　　Just when I thought she might argue with me, Lu Qingyu suddenly took a deep breath.

　　She pushed her glasses and returned to her usual composed demeanor.

　　Only her eyes were heavy, and no emotions could be seen.

　　"Shen Jiayue," she tore the agreement into pieces with a few swift movements and casually threw it away.

　　"If you want a divorce, dream on."...

　　Lu Qingyu stormed out, probably going to find Chen Xiangheng.

　　I lay half-reclined on the sofa, sighing silently.

　　A message from Song Yiyi came through on WeChat.

　　"Did you mention divorce to her? Did she give you a hard time?" I didn't reply.

　　I didn't know how to respond.

　　I suddenly felt a little exhausted.

　　How did things end up like this?

　　At the beginning, Lu Qingyu and I were deeply in love despite being young and broke.

　　After work, we would be starving so we scraped together enough money to buy a serving of rolled liangpi.

　　She handed it to me while swallowing her saliva and said, "You eat." I refused, and we playfully pushed it back and forth until we each took a bite from opposite ends, slowly eating towards the middle.

　　She stuffed the remaining filling into my mouth.

　　When we got married, she was just as excited as Song Yiyi.

　　At that time, I didn't have as much money as Song Yiyi did, and the engagement ring was so small, it seemed like the one Tom gave to his goddess in the movie; you could only see the stone under a magnifying glass.

　　But she hugged my neck with a happy and delighted expression, her eyes turning red.

　　Choking back tears, she buried her head in my chest and said, "Jiayue, I will defy my human nature and go against my instincts to love you forever." Of course, I believed her.

　　At that time, we loved each other so much that growing old together seemed like a natural and obvious thing.

　　But later on, I came to know that the human heart is the most fickle thing.

　　At that moment, Lu Qingyu probably genuinely wanted to love me for a lifetime.

　　However, later on, she truly fell in love with someone else.

　　In the third year of our marriage, I saw her chat history with another man.

　　Although it wasn't intimate, it was ambiguous.

　　I questioned what exactly was going on.

　　She hugged me and swore, swearing on her life, that he was just her client and she had never done anything wrong to me.

　　I believed her.

　　Then it happened again.

　　And again.

　　She slowly lost patience and stopped pretending to care about me.

　　Frustrated, she pushed me away and said, "For the sake of the company, what can I do? Can't you stop being so unreasonable?" Then, she met Chen Xiangheng.

　　He was a young man who bore some resemblance to me, with his eyes and eyebrows.

　　He was much younger than me, just graduating and full of youthful vitality.

　　She started staying out all night and stopped coming back.

　　I knew that she was disgusted with me.

　　With such a young and vibrant body, how could she come back to sleep beside me? My heart slowly burned into ashes every night.

　　So when she said to me, "Shen Jiayue, I think we should try an open relationship.

　　You can freely go out and find someone, and I won't interfere.

　　You also shouldn't interfere with me, of course, I won't let anyone from the outside ruin our marriage, how about it?" I looked at Lu Qingyu.

　　The woman in front of me no longer had a trace of the past in her eyes.

　　Perhaps the girl who would share a rolled liangpi with me at the subway station was just a figment of my imagination from the very beginning.

　　Time didn't kill her.

　　Time just revealed her true appearance—the appearance I had never truly seen.

　　After a long time, I closed my eyes.

　　"Alright."