The goddess is a child her father

"Where are you going?"

In a slightly flustered tone, the person who spoke raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. It was a face with melon seeds and black eyes, a face that would arouse pity just by looking at it.

"company."

The person who answered was slender, wearing a suit that was extremely expensive at first glance, but his face was blurred for some reason, and even the hand with the tie didn't stop at all when he answered.

"Today is our wedding anniversary, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

The woman took the initiative to move forward, neatly tying the tie for the person in front of her, but within a few counts, the tie was neatly fastened. When the woman was habitually straightening the collar of the person in front of her, she couldn't see it from the corner of her eye. He couldn't help looking at the figure in front of him, but the cautiousness in his words was undoubtedly revealed.

"It depends."

I don't know whether it is the woman's actions or words, which finally moved the person in front of him a little.

He finally lowered his head slightly, as if he was looking at the woman, but the blurred face made it impossible for the eyes to see clearly, but the words through the mouth were unquestionable.

"It depends on the situation. Apart from looking at the situation, don't you have anything else to say back to me?"

The woman held the collar tightly, but when the person in front of her removed her hand and caressed the wrinkled collar carefully, her emotions began to collapse, and big drops of tears flowed down There was a sense of fragility and helplessness flowing down that face.

"Miao Miao, don't make trouble."

It was the first time that the figure in front of him lowered his tone slightly, removing the habitual seriousness, and actually carried a touch of pampering and tenderness.

"No, I didn't make trouble, I just asked you seriously, today is our wedding anniversary, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Just a slight looseness in that tone, the woman seemed to be saved, she raised her head, her red lips were shaking, and there was a kind of extreme hope in her tone.

"...it depends."

With a slightly lowered voice, it seemed as if his habitual calm was restored in an instant, and he picked up the briefcase next to the low cabinet, but started to wear the leather shoes for going out.

"You...you get lost!" The woman could no longer hold back her sobs, almost crying out in a miserable voice.

"Miao Miao, we can talk about it when I come back."

After putting on the polished leather shoes, the figure straightened the hem of the clothes again. After confirming that everything was fine, he walked forward and walked to the door, as if he was finally affected by the sobbing cry behind him, with a sense of patience and comfort The words sounded in the room again.

It's just that after those words fell, the figure didn't even turn its head, and walked forward with extremely firm steps.

Only the weeping woman was there.

But after crying for a long time and getting tired, the woman turned around to clean herself up, and immediately started to get busy.

Flowers, red wine, candles, beautiful music, a table full of the person's favorite dishes, and a woman who is as beautiful as first love who dresses up exquisitely.

but....

From the time when the sun was shining to the setting of the afterglow of the sun, and then to the rising of the stars all over the sky, that figure never came back!

The carefully prepared dishes were all cold, and all the red candles were lit and extinguished, leaving only red ashes on the table.

"Crack~Dangdang~Woo..."

The red wine was overturned, all the carefully arranged dishes were poured into the trash can, and the desperate and uncontrollable woman cried, even if this is a room with warm decorations everywhere, the only thing left at this moment is despair!

***

Desolately staying, crying embarrassingly, until there is no quarrel at all in the end.

The vases that the two had chosen together were smashed, and the kitchen began to take on a cold atmosphere because it hadn't been fired for a long time. Every carefully selected decoration layout was destroyed bit by bit by the two of them.

In the end, except for the necessary daily necessities, the room of more than 100 square meters was terribly empty.

The conversation between the two of them became less and less. Once they opened their mouths, within a few words, the woman would scream and make noise uncontrollably, but the figure didn't quarrel with the woman, it was just quiet.

That kind of silence is more terrifying than the quarrel.

Because that kind of silence means that there is nothing to say!

But even if such two people still meet every day, they still sleep on the same bed every day, but without kissing or any intimate actions, such two people are worse than strangers.

"Let's get a divorce."

On a moonless and windy night, she lost so much weight that the melon-shaped face of the woman was particularly bright, her eyes were brighter than the moonlight outside the house, she was wearing a long white dress, facing the woman from behind the house. The woman who had never spoken said with a smile, obviously she was smiling, but for some reason, it was actually more sad than crying.

"Miaomiao!"

The figure who hadn't spoken for a long time spoke with an unbelievably hoarse voice.

The woman was still smiling like that, stretched out her hand to hold his hand, and handed him a pen, but before the hand held hers, the hand let go without a trace of nostalgia.

"I've already signed the divorce agreement, in duplicate, and you'll be fine if you send me a copy. I'll pack up all my things, and I'll leave tonight.

I'm sorry, I was the one who lied to you in the first place. I once said that I will love you for the rest of my life.

However, I can't hold on anymore.

I finally knew that this marriage cannot last with only one person.

I let you go, and I let go of myself.

I hope you can find someone in the future who you are willing to be frank and willing to let her warm you up. "

Those words were the most frequent conversation between the two in the past year, but this time when the words ended, it was no longer the figure of the woman looking at the man disappearing, but the back of the woman determined to leave.

She was dressed in a plain white dress and a thin suitcase, just like when she came here, she still had nothing when she left, and the only thing she could take away was a broken heart that couldn't be mended.

The author has something to say: Cough, a new hole has been opened, how many girls are waiting for An An?

It's not a theme of rebirth, and I don't know if girls will like it~

PS: Please believe that this is a sweet text, sweet text, and important things are said three times!

In addition, new pits are opened, roll around and ask for collection~