Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

The composite wedding photos that had been hung on the first floor, countless candid photos of Shen Nuo, her back as she hurriedly walked through Paris, the way she lowered her head to paint in the classroom, her face stretched out while looking at the stars in a trance, her happiness because of the teacher's praise Her smile...frame by frame, her past year was recorded.

Looking sideways, he saw her youthful face when she was a student, her shyness and secret joy when she peeked at him, and the photo of her and him when they won the award together.

On the other side, there are countless sketches. The exquisite painting skills vividly show the woman's smile, as if she is alive.

This attic that had been curious about by countless people was now full of promises before Mrs. Qin's eyes.

She suddenly fell to the ground weakly, looked at her son with tearful eyes, opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and nothing could come out.

What can be said, what should be said?

She didn't understand why Shen Nuo insisted on divorce at the beginning, but later she discovered how cruel they were.

It was none other than them who forced Shen Nuo to leave with their own hands. They were all executioners.

Qin Siyu squatted down, with a sickly blush on his pale face, but he was always calm, so calm that he didn't have the slightest emotion.

Like the wind, it seems like you can leave this world in the next second.

"Mom," he whispered, "go back."

"I want to be alone for a while," he said.

Mrs. Qin raised her hand and touched his bloodless face, shook her head, and choked with sobs: "Xiao Yu, let's find someone else to like, okay?"

Too many mistakes were made, and they are irreversible.

Qin Siyu smiled innocently: "Mom, I have never loved someone so much, never."

He smiled with slightly moist eyes: "When she loved me, I didn't know how to cherish it. When I looked back, I realized it was too late."

"Everyone will pay the price for what they have done, sooner or later. I should have understood when I made that cruel decision that I would lose her. But I didn't understand."

"I always thought she would always be behind me, but I forgot that she is also a human being and can feel pain."

"She loved me for ten years, and I made her love me for ten years. Mom, how many ten years are there in a person's life?"

Mrs. Qin was stunned on the spot.

Qin Siyu's eyes scanned all the photos and sketches in the room, and crystal tears fell silently: "Mom, I really... love her so much, but I am no longer qualified to love her."

Those who are favored are always confident, so he once squandered the indulgence and love she gave him, and finally today, not a drop is left.

He had destroyed everything with his own hands, so how could he ask for forgiveness?

He had tried to forget, and he had tried to force it, but in the end he found that he was so despicable that it was ridiculous.

Selfish, ruthless... He didn't care how cruel and vicious he was in the eyes of others, but he couldn't let go of such a beautiful person, and ended up living in depression under his oppression.

So he let her go. He let her go, thinking that maybe he could let himself go too.

He tried a year ago and failed, and a year later he still hasn't succeeded.

But it doesn't matter, he'll be fine if he's alone.

If he hurts, she won't hurt anymore.

When the knife scratched his hand, he would always think about how painful it must have been for her when he forced her to the operating room.

So it became more and more desperate, overwhelming and suffocating.

"Mom," he suddenly chuckled, his dark eyes red and sad: "It would be great if you could give up easily when you love someone."

Maybe, in those ten years, she won't be in pain anymore.

He...isn't worth it.