Social animals don't deserve love

"Hello, how can I help you?" I stared at the law firm for a long time before knocking on the door.I don’t know if I don’t check, I was shocked when I checked, Machiko left Mr. Miki and changed to another firm with a [-]% winning rate to practice. Just looking at the carvings on the gate, I can deeply understand the lawyer’s self-confidence...

This is a detached garden villa, right?Such a villa, regardless of whether it has a driver's license or not, must buy a car of similar standard, plus other "high-end hobbies" widely recognized by the world, the cost of maintaining the corresponding living expenses is not low.To be able to afford so many unnecessary expenses, the lawyer must be full of confidence.

"Meow~" Socrates hid in the corner of the cat bag and made a sound, which was soft and more like comfort.I took off the backpack and hugged it in my arms: "Thank you."

"Hello!"

As the door panel opened, I heard Machiko's energetic greeting.Seeing that it was me, she took a half step back and hesitated for a moment before confirming: "Chuixue? Come in, come in!"

She led me to sit down beside the European-style sofa, and tried her best to move away the materials piled on the coffee table.Mr. Deacon offered black tea to the guests at the right time, and then she looked over carefully and asked in a low voice what made me decide to divorce.

Although the divorce rate is rising year by year, it is not easy for a woman to leave her husband.Divorced women are like wagashi gift boxes on the second day of the new year. They are short for no reason, and they will be questioned for no reason whether there is something wrong.Therefore, as long as they can bear it, the wives will try their best to endure it until the husband dies, and then reward him with a paper document to enjoy the inheritance exclusively.

But I really don't want to bear it anymore.

"Is there domestic violence? Or is the other party cheating?"

Machiko looked at me with a worried face, and after sighing, I looked at her expressionlessly: "There is no violence, cheating...not necessarily. I just don't want to waste each other's time."

——I met Ango Sakaguchi at a university fraternity.

The seniors dragged me into the team to make up for the appearance, but I didn't expect that there was a similarly unlucky guy on the seniors' side.Friendship activities are nothing more than dinner parties, singing, chatting and games. I am very self-aware and eat from the beginning to the end with my head down and indented in the corner. I neither go along with the men's high-spirited talk nor join the ladies' plastic friendship. I choose to be an excellent background tool person.

Who would have imagined that two weeks later, there would be a bespectacled boy handing over a white envelope with a heart-shaped sticker...

I opened the envelope amidst the booing of the melon-eating crowd. No matter if I looked at it horizontally or vertically, there were only three words densely packed between the lines.

can't read.

Mr. Sakaguchi thinks so highly of me as a scumbag that he thinks I can speak Arabic...

How can I understand?Even I have stumbled in English and can only barely recognize the names of the paints.Arabic?There is no such thing as selling barbecue in the career plan. I just think that this kind of text transformation and processing to make a lace looks pretty.

This crappy and embarrassing confession messed up my few brains, and the result of my slow response and failure to tear up the love letter in time is that from now on everyone will think that I am the girlfriend of Kamito Sakaguchi Ango, a third-year philosophy department.

All right, at least I don't have to make my parents worry that I won't be able to get married in the future.

Since then, Ango Sakaguchi has always been missing for a day or two from time to time. He explained that it was to familiarize himself with the work rhythm in advance in order to get a job smoothly after graduation.

I was worried at the beginning, but after all, I became more and more calm until I got used to it.On the eve of graduation, his parents were traveling in a car accident and both passed away. It happened that Mr. Sakaguchi needed to have a complete, sound and stable family because of the social rules for job promotion in the government. He bought an aquamarine ring and sent it to him with trembling hands. in front of me.

We went to the district office to sign together, change the household registration book, and change social information by the way.I changed from Fubuki Yada to Fubuki Sakaguchi, and I got a key, a husband, and some future inheritances.

Then, Mr. Sakaguchi let himself go and completely opened up his career life that never came to an end.

Occasionally pops up for half a day a week, and a business trip lasts half a year. Only the fixed and variable child support in the monthly passbook can prove that he is still alive. By the way, I remind myself that I have changed from a young girl to a married young woman.

"Cold violence is also a kind of domestic violence. It is even more excessive than physical injury. It tortures the spirit." After hearing the description, Machiko was filled with righteous indignation, and tried to reach out to hug me, but unfortunately, my face was covered by too much hair.She turned her cheeks to fight against the enemy: "Mr. Sakaguchi's behavior is enough to constitute abandonment and domestic violence. How long has he not been home?"

I held up my fingers and started counting, from beginning to end.

Two years have passed since I got a lunch box because of my wisdom teeth, and at this point in time, Ango Sakaguchi has been completely invisible for a full year and a half.

Machiko took a deep breath: "Did you go to the place where he works?" I think she probably wanted to ask, "You haven't reported to the police to see if this person is missing, but you live in Yokohama!"

"Of course I have. He works in an ordinary small department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. A bald man fooled me away after comforting me a few words, and he hasn't looked for it since then." The people there looked very unhappy. Welcome visitors, especially in my case, who are directly labeled as "hypocritical" and "ignorant", and can easily feel anger and discrimination hidden in the eyes from all around.

"If you are a civil servant, there is indeed a possibility." Machiko patted the back of my hand lightly: "If you want a divorce, there must be a clear opportunity. What made you have such an idea?"

The opportunity is that I don't want to go to the hospital alone anymore.

But what has not happened is no proof, so I took the two letters out of the bag and put them on the table.

"These are two letters I found in the study. The words are a bit ambiguous. I don't know if they can prove cheating."

The handwriting on the envelope is beautiful and upright, and at first glance it looks like a well-educated lady-signed "Michiko Tsushima".

break up letter.

Machiko took out the letter paper and read it from the beginning to the end, shaking her head: "It is indeed as you said, it is a bit ambiguous, but it cannot be used as convincing evidence."

"Can't this kind of matter go to the family court where the community is located? It's a problem that can be solved by sitting down and crying to each other..."

The office chair with its back to us turned around. It turned out that someone was sitting there, but it was just pretending that there was no one because they were not interested.It was a young man with a very harsh tone, his hair stuck to a strange arc on his forehead, as if he had poured half a bottle of hairspray and tossed it for a long time.

The young man was absent-mindedly stirring the coffee while looking up at me: "Since he is a high school classmate of Lawyer Dai, your husband's employment time will not be too long based on his age. How much annual salary can he get? How much do you plan to spend..." Voice There was a sudden pause, he stared at me for a while and stopped talking, quickly lowered his eyes, and his attitude became enthusiastic: "Can you provide any more details? Ma'am, you must be honest with the lawyer, this is very important, you can be sure that you Is there nothing wrong with it?"

"I don't think I did anything wrong."

I was really wronged.

I'm such a nerd, the chance of cheating is lower than that of a nerd marrying a goddess. Mr. Sakaguchi doesn't go home at all, even if he wants to have any conflicts, he can't do it alone.

"Let's put it this way, you're sure you don't have any suspicious contacts, right?"

The lawyer was a little sloppy, but I decided to forgive him generously: "No, the only collaborator who can be regarded as a friend also passed away a few years ago."

"With all due respect, it's really surprising that a beautiful woman with unique temperament and appearance like you doesn't have more than one suitor."

He sighed loudly in a very exaggerated voice, but Machiko interrupted vigorously: "Mr. Gu Meimen! This kind of talk is too much! Fuxue is very reserved and introverted."

As expected of an upright girl with a sense of justice since she was a child, I looked at her eagerly, and Machiko blushed: "Don't look at me so directly!"

Lawyer Gu Meimen shrugged his shoulders and wanted to continue his high-level speech. His deacon interrupted in time to save my impression of him: "Miss Yada, this is the chiffon cake I baked this morning. Please try it."

The light yellow cake is dotted with cream and strawberries, and it sells better than the ones in the store outside.I gave the deacon a grateful look, picked up the cake and stuffed my mouth - it was delicious.

"Let's get back to where the logic doesn't flow. Have you tried Family Court mediation, madam?"

The lawyer continued to ask questions like he didn't see me eating. If only he could bully others with such eloquence in court.I struggled to swallow the cake and wiped my mouth before giving him the answer: "It's useless, he won't be there at all. When my mother-in-law passed away, he only appeared for 15 minutes and then disappeared again, making the neighbors think they were mother and child." Feeling weak."

In fact, it is indeed somewhat indifferent, mainly due to the strict control of Mr. Sakaguchi by the old lady in the second stage of middle school.But in our country, sons are so indifferent to their mothers that they occupy the top of the conversation list in the neighborhood for three years.

Probably because the lawyers have never seen such a strange social animal, Machiko and Mr. Gu Meimen were silent at the same time, and the latter quickly realized: "You are planning to open the court directly and artificially create a state of absentee trial to force the other party to lose the case! "

I nodded honestly.

Mr. Lawyer looked at me again as if he suddenly found out that the cute shoebill recipe in Ueno Zoo was a crocodile: "I will go to confirm this, Mrs. Sakaguchi. If it is true as you said, it is doomed If you lose the lawsuit, then I have no problem. The legal fees will be borne by the losing party, and as for the lawyer's commission... I will take [-]% of the total fines paid by Ango Sakaguchi."

Usually, the default commission ratio is between 5.00% and 30.00%. I secretly calculated the monthly support fees that my glasses put on my bankbook, and I immediately felt that this lawyer is really a good man!

After signing the contract, the collection of evidence and other matters will naturally be handed over to the private detectives who are familiar with the lawyers, so I don't have to worry about it at all.In fact, it is really easy to find out the truth. Before that, my life was as simple and boring as a blank slate, and any neighbor could cover his mouth to express infinite sympathy.

Machiko sent me out of the office, and after repeated hesitation, he carefully explained: "If Lawyer Gu Meimen proposes any invitation to Fuuxue in the future, please be sure to sternly refuse!"

"Eh?"

In case I didn't understand, she emphasized it emphatically: "That guy has a lot of problems. He loves his money and saves his life. He messes around and got divorced."

This is... how do you say it?

"Forehead……"

I felt awkward as I lowered my head to pick up the ring. I was silent for a moment and could only utter a single syllable to show that I was listening—soon I will also become a divorced family, with an inexplicable pain in my knee.