please divorce

Cen Ge sent Anxi to the gate of the community.

Near noon, people often come in and out of the gate of the community, it is not easy for Cen Ge to get off the car with Anxi, so she said goodbye to Anxi in the car.

Anxi put on a mask and got out of the car.

Before closing the car door, she took a look inside, and Cen Ge happened to be looking at her with his head down.The eyes of the two met, Cen Ge smiled with his lips curled up, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness.

Anxi suddenly didn't want to leave like this, maybe she should treat Cen Ge to a meal.

Anxi pursed her lips, but still suppressed the impulse, she smiled back at Cen Ge and closed the car door.

When Cen Ge's car was far away, Anxi dragged his suitcase and slowly entered the community.

There is a long distance from the gate of the community to the gate of the building.

Anxi was thinking about her and Cen Ge while walking.

After crying in the car and expressing all the things that had been suppressed in her heart for many years, she seemed to...be able to accept it all at once, accepting Cen Ge's peace proposal.

Thinking of this, Anxi immediately shook her head, telling herself that this idea is very wrong.Cen Ge treated her like that before, and she is still reconciled with her now, isn't it a relapse?

but……

Anxi lowered her head, looked at her lonely shadow, and listened to the sound of the universal wheels of the suitcase rubbing against the ground, feeling empty in her heart.

However, occasionally, she really, really wants to have someone by her side to accompany her...

--

In Cen Ge's car.

The assistant who was driving sneaked a few glances at Cen Ge's face, and seeing her relaxed and happy expression, she became bolder in speaking.

"Mr. Cen, can we cancel the next trip abroad?"

Cen Ge has already arranged in advance the itinerary to go abroad to worship Anxi's mother, and even planned Anxi's birthday surprise abroad.

"No need." Cen Ge was in a happy mood and said relaxedly, "Keep it, and forget it if you don't need it."

The assistant nodded in response, and asked Cen Ge what he would like to have for lunch.

In the past, Cen Ge didn't care much about eating. He didn't eat when he was busy, or he just took out takeout.

She was in a good mood today, and it was rare for her to have an appetite. After thinking about it, she mentioned a Japanese restaurant.

The assistant changed the route and drove over.

Cen Ge rested her fingers on her knees and tapped comfortably, when she saw Anxi's flowers left in the car.She picked up the flowers, put them on her knees, and plucked the petals with her delicate fingertips.

She didn't know what to think of, she suddenly smiled, and said to the assistant, "Go back to the old house in the afternoon."

"Okay." Seeing the smile on Cen Ge's lips, the assistant flattered, "Congratulations, Mr. Cen, the relationship with Miss Lin has finally progressed."

Cen Ge could hear the flattery in the assistant's words, but she didn't feel disgusted, she said in a good mood: "I am sincere to her now, of course there will be progress."

The assistant said: "You are right. And you care about everything and everyone more than Miss Lin. If Miss Lin knows all the things you have done for her, she will be very touched."

The assistant referred to the energy and money that Cen Ge had devoted to Anxi in private, but Cen Ge only thought of deceiving Anxi about his illness.

She crushed a petal, her good mood disappeared in an instant, and she ignored the assistant's words.

--

After Anxi arrived home, she packed her luggage, changed into a small suitcase, and then drove to Qu Zheng's house.

After picking up Mianmian and leaving school in the afternoon, she will stay at Qu Zheng's house for a few days to accompany Mianmian.

Qu Zheng is not in China during this period of time. He has an academic exchange meeting and will be staying abroad for half a month.

Qu You is also filming on the set, during this time it is Qu's mother who is taking care of Mianmian.

Before opening the door, Anxi took a deep breath and was mentally prepared to face Qu's mother.She opened the door and entered the room, but did not find Mother Qu.

The nanny was mopping the floor in the kitchen, when she heard the movement, she came out and said, "Miss Lin, are you back?"

Anxi put the suitcase down against the wall, and asked unnaturally, "Where's Mom?"

The nanny said: "I went back at noon today. She said that you would come back in the afternoon. Mianmian was taken care of, so I went back. There seems to be something wrong at her house."

Anxi felt relieved, and there was no need to be embarrassed in the next few days.

She said, "Got it, go get busy."

Anxi carried the suitcase back to the bedroom, after finishing packing, she went to see Mianmian's small bedroom.

I haven't been back for four months, and Mianmian's bedroom has changed a lot.

Not only the sheets and quilts have been changed, but even the curtains and desks have been changed. There are many gadgets and puppets that Anxi has never seen before in the pile of dolls on the bookshelves and corners.

Anxi looked at each of them, and guessed that they were all sent by Qu You.

She glanced past the small ceramic animals on the bookshelf, and suddenly saw a pink photo frame next to it, with a group photo of Mianmian and Quyou framed.

The background of the photo is in an amusement park, Qu You's face is close to Mian Mian, both of them are smiling happily.

An Xi looked at it for a while, then quietly exited the room.

Four p.m.

Anxi took the gift she bought for Mianmian and drove to pick up Mianmian's cram school.

She was afraid that Mianmian would miss the bus, so she wore a hat and a mask and waited at the entrance of the tutorial room with other parents.

A few familiar parents beside them were chatting, and Anxi listened.

They were talking about the elementary school parent-child sports meeting that had just been held a few days ago, during which the name of the school was mentioned, and it was actually the same school as Mianmian.

Anxi was stunned, she didn't know anything about the sports meeting.

No one told her.

Anxi suddenly felt uneasy.

After Mianmian went to elementary school, she no longer communicated with Anxi every day, sometimes twice a week, sometimes only once a week or more.

And now Anxi and Mianmian haven't talked on the phone for eight days.

Anxi was indeed a little strange, she had told Qu Zheng about her coming back, and Mianmian would definitely know about it, but she never called her to ask if she would be home in the morning or in the afternoon.

Before Anxi thought it was because Quzheng was not around, and Qu's mother didn't want Mianmian to contact Anxi.

But now that I think about it, could something else have happened?

For example, Mianmian found out about Anxi and Quzheng's "divorce and separation".

The bell for the end of get out of class came from the tutorial room, and the students came out in groups.

Seeing Mianmian, Anxi hurriedly waved to attract her attention.

Mianmian raised her face, and she saw Anxi as expected.She stopped suddenly, pursed her mouth in aggrieved and angry way, turned around and ran in another direction.

"Mianmian!" Anxi chased in, avoiding the passing children, and grabbed her, "Mianmian, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't pull me!" Mianmian shook off Anxi's hand, her eyes were red, and tears were falling down, "Didn't you move away, you don't want me and dad anymore, then why do you want me?"

Anxi's heart sank, Mianmian really knew.

"Would you listen to my explanation?" An Xi squatted down and coaxed in a slow tone, "Don't be angry first."

Mianmian turned her face hard, not looking at Anxi.

Anxi held her hand: "Let's talk at a nearby coffee shop, shall we?"

Mianmian wanted to shake off Anxi's hand, but Anxi clenched it tightly and didn't let go. Instead, she wiped the tears from her face, choked up and asked, "Then you really divorced your father?"

Anxi said: "Your father and I just live separately, we are still very good friends."

"But you are divorced." Mianmian continued, "My father and mother separated."

Anxi said: "We are not separated, Mianmian, if you are not happy, I can move back in."

"But you still have to go to film in two days, and you won't come back for several months." Mianmian cried, "You don't love me at all, you only want to be a star."

"I don't, Mianmian." Anxi tried to explain to Mianmian, but she couldn't listen at all, and kept crying and ignoring others.

An Xi hugged her and coaxed and lied to her, and finally brought her into the car.

Mianmian sat in the back seat, still sobbing.She held the tissue paper and blew her nose, unwilling to look at Anxi, and unwilling to talk to Anxi.

No matter how Anxi tries to flatter her to find a topic, Mianmian doesn't respond, she turns her face and just looks out of the window.

Once home, Mianmian hides in the bedroom.

Anxi cooks for Mianmian herself, cooking her favorite dishes.

Now Anxi finally knows why Qu's mother is not at home, because of a guilty conscience.

The matter of Anxi and Qu Zheng's separation was probably revealed by Qu's mother.

No wonder Mianmian didn't make a single call a few days ago.

Anxi coaxed Mianmian for three days, and finally managed to coax him well.

There was a light snow this afternoon.

Anxi picks up Mianmian after class and takes her to a cake shop to make handmade biscuits.

Anxi made a box of little snowman biscuits for Mianmian, coaxing Mianmian to be very happy, holding Anxi's hand all the way, bouncing home.

When I go to bed at night, Mianmian is still looking at the box of snowman biscuits.

Anxi put it away for her and asked her to sleep first.

Mianmian obediently retracted into the bed, Anxi dimmed the lights, ready to leave.

"Mommy." Mianmian suddenly stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Anxi sat on the edge of the bed, straightened her messy hair, "Do you want me to tell a story?"

Mianmian shook her head, turned over, looked at Anxi with big eyes, and asked softly, "Would you really be happier if you were separated from Dad?"

This is the first time Mianmian talked about "divorce" with Anxi so peacefully.

"Why do you ask like that?" Anxi also lowered her voice, gently coaxing Mianmian to say more.

Mianmian pouted her lips, and hummed: "My aunt and grandma both said that, they said that my mother has always been unhappy, and she will only be happy when she is a star."

Anxi said: "Why am I unhappy?"

Mianmian glanced at Anxi, grabbed the lace on the quilt, and whispered: "You are unhappy, I know. You are often in a daze of sadness, and you cry secretly at night."

Anxi was dumbfounded, she didn't expect that Mianmian even knew about her secret crying at night sometimes.

"I often see you on TV," Mianmian said, "but I don't think the one on TV is actually you."

Anxi touched Mianmian's hair: "Why isn't it me on TV?"

"I don't feel like you." After Mianmian finished speaking, she asked Anxi again, "Mommy, does being a celebrity really make you happy?"

Anxi paused for a moment, and lied to Mianmian, "Business makes me happy, so I won't have to dream about sad things."

"Is that why you are divorcing Dad?"

"The matter between me and your father is very complicated. I'll tell you when you grow up, okay?"

Mianmian puffed her face and nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

Anxi kissed her forehead: "Mianmian, you have to believe, no matter what, I love you."

Mianmian kissed Anxi's cheek back.

"So is Mianmian."

Coming out of Mianmian's room, Anxi went to the balcony to enjoy some wind before returning to the bedroom.

She couldn't sleep at night, so she simply turned on the light and read the script.

Once there is something to do, time passes quickly.Unknowingly, as the night darkened, Anxi's phone suddenly vibrated a few times.

After reading a script, she picked up the phone again.

It was a text message and a WeChat message from Cen Ge, both with only four words: "Happy birthday."

Only then did Anxi look carefully at the time: December 2028, 12, four minutes past midnight.

Her 32nd birthday.

Anxi couldn't help being taken aback, she was 32 years old.

Time is too fast, it will pass in the blink of an eye.

At the end of October 2026, she and Qu Zheng returned to China, and two years passed in a blink of an eye.

Anxi put down the script, and replied to Cen Ge on WeChat: "Thank you, but it's not my birthday..."

After a pause, Anxi still deleted the sentence "it's not my birthday", and only replied "thank you" to Cen Ge.

As soon as she replied, Cen Ge immediately dialed 99999.

Anxi: "?"

Cen Ge: "Happy birthday to you."

Anxi: "...There is no need to transfer money."

Cen Ge: "Then can we have lunch together today?"