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"Wujo Satoru" finally compromised. He said that divorce is fine, but we need to talk first.The other party at least showed an attitude of willingness to talk, Chanyuan Qianliu nodded and said yes.

He chose the riverside where he used to date frequently.

Looking at the name of the place, Qianliu of the Chanyuan probably guessed what he was paying attention to, and he was so depressed that he did the work at hand first, and then reluctantly went to the appointment.Even so, we still got there 5 minutes earlier.

As a result, Gojo Satoru was already sitting on the grass and waiting, which surprised Zenyuan Qianliu, who was used to the other party's late arrival, and it only happened for a moment.

"How come it's so early?" he asked.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan asked back: "I have always been punctual. Why do you ask?"

"I thought..." Gojo Satoru said lightly, "I thought Qianliu would want me to wait, but I was prepared to wait until night."

"Strange idea." Chan Yuan Qianliu stared at him for a long time, and couldn't help laughing, "Do you think I will use this method to retaliate against you? Because you always make me wait."

"Not anymore..." He drooped his eyelids, "I was just thinking, if you see that I'm not feeling well, will you calm down a little?"

"...?" Chanyuan Qianliu choked up for a long time, feeling a little headache.She looked at the 28-year-old, handsome and mature husband in front of her, and felt that he was no different from that young Gojo Satoru.

Similar self-righteousness, same perversion.

"Let's talk business."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan took off his coat, folded it briefly, laid it on the wet early spring grass, and sat beside him.

"Let me ask you a question first, and you must answer me truthfully. Do you think I want to divorce you because of the two years of estrangement?"

Gojo Satoru's lips moved, and when he met her calm gaze, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and swallowed the answer intact.

But his small gesture of hesitating to speak has already betrayed him, Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled and shook his head: "I see, you really think so."

"But Wu, even without the cold violence of the past two years, I wouldn't be able to last long...it just catalyzed the occurrence of this incident. If you still feel that I was treated coldly by you. And for you If love turns into hatred, you don't understand me too much."

Gojo Satoru looked at her with some trepidation, his moist blue eyes were covered by fine silver eyelash feathers, and he whispered, "Qianliu..."

But Qianliu of the Chanyuan silently looked away, and clenched the fist of his other hand where he couldn't see it.

She is not hard-hearted enough, she will always surrender when she meets him, and it takes a lot of effort just to ignore his sad eyes, Qianliu of the Chanyuan, don't make the same mistake this time.

So she continued with a steady tone: "If you regard marriage as a transaction, I will use my time, money and all my energy to build a tall building for your beloved career; on the contrary, I want to get from you to accompany you when necessary , care and love, do you think you have done it?"

"What are you talking about? I didn't marry you for a deal." Gojo Satoru flattened his mouth childishly, and grabbed the weeds on the ground, "I love you the most, so don't question me. I also Remember important anniversaries, your menstrual period..."

"The sense of ritual is just one of the manifestations of love. In fact, Wu, many times when I was alone and helpless, you were busy with your own affairs... But I don't want to blame you anymore, more importantly, I I always feel like I can't catch you."

When she first left Zenyuan’s home, Chanyuan Qianliu and her elder brother were squeezed into a 35KD small apartment of only 1 square meters. The down payment for this small apartment alone had used up all her previous savings. He wanted to help her, but she coldly refused.

The cash is still tied up in the futures market. She and Shier are living a bit tight but still fulfilling. At least their lives are getting better day by day, and they finally have their own home.

One day, Chanyuan Qianliu passed by Jimmy Choo's store and was attracted by the crystal high-heeled shoes in the window.

It belongs to the derella series. The body of the shoe is covered with sparkling crystals, and the toe is decorated with huge shiny crystal stones. It is so bright under the spotlight that it immediately hit her heart.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan is not stage frightened. She went in and asked about the price, and she needed to make a reservation.

She left the store, returned almost a month later, paid in full, and waited with anticipation for her dream shoe.

After another two months, it finally arrived in her hands.The 15-year-old Zenyuan Qianliu put on shiny high-heeled shoes for the first time. They are so pretentious under the cheap incandescent lamps, boasting of their expensiveness in a high-profile manner.

"That was also the first time I discovered that some things were only of appreciation value. After walking for a long time, my heel was worn out, and its forefoot was as hard as concrete. Light, it's not as good as it used to be. So I bought it, but I wasn't really happy."

"So I knew that before owning something, one must pay a price, other than money."

Owning a pair of beautiful and expensive high-heeled shoes, you have to endure it grinding your feet;

To have a human being's strongest husband means to accept that besides her, he has to shoulder the burden of the common people.

He is not an expensive luxury, as long as you buy it, even if you don't need it, put it in a dust bag and seal it, it will belong to you forever.

He is the bird, the wind, the seaway line in March, and all the tangible and intangible things that cannot be grasped.

Zenyuan Qianliu instinctively wants to distance herself from things she feels she cannot grasp, but she is truly captured by him.

His snowy hair like a polar glacier, his gentle and bright blue eyes when he smiles, and his soft tone of voice when he calls Qianliu, all these are too heavy and too real, every minute and every second together is illusory and light, and he can't help but be intoxicated by it , and soberly knew that it shouldn't be.

It's like raising the camera to the sunset prematurely, dazzling, but not willing to remove the viewfinder frame.

He was a catastrophe. Facing the surging love, Qianliu of the Chanyuan was defeated and was shaken from the inside of his chest.

She started to escape, if she was at the mercy of this kind of feeling of being slaughtered all her life, how would she live in the future.

In which plane should desire and reality be united?The son of God, who is destined not to belong to one person alone, how can he ensure that he will never lose it?

So run away fast, run away fast.Hiding from Wujo Wubu, she wanted to run away, 10 minutes of meeting was enough for her for a long time, she would be careful not to squander, so she sewed the metaphor about him into her pocket——

"Qianliu...why have you ignored me recently?"

On a rainy night, Gojo Satoru knocked on her window aggrievedly, and descended like a snow elf amidst lightning and thunder, bringing her inevitable doom.

"Don't hide from me, I like you. I want to be with you forever."

The moon fell on the sea, and he jumped out of the window, drowning in the silence between them as if diving into the sea.

"Don't leave me," he begged.

With a light leap, he announced the defeat of Zenyuan Qianliu.

……

"Every day after being together, I am so clear that I don't really have you, and you may not be there in time when I need it most. So when they happened, I accepted the established fact, I thought I could bear it, Love is long-suffering and bears... But. I can't afford it."

Wujo Wu's throat moved, and his eyes looked more sad. He seemed to want to speak out to defend himself, or to say some comforting words, but Zenyuan Qianliu stopped him and talked about something from the past.

"The ice cream brand you loved two years ago went bankrupt. When you called me to complain about it, do you know how long I haven't closed my eyes?

After dozens of hours of continuous rotation, my head was so dizzy that I was about to faint, and because of pharyngitis and cold, when I coughed, there was a sweet smell of blood in my throat. "

"Isn't my love the same as the ice cream in the freezer? Doesn't it melt, get pre-empted, and expire? It will. And at the same time, as a manufacturer, I'm not ready Continue to serve you."

Gojo Satoru's eyes were slightly red, and he looked forbearing, like a cat abandoned by its owner in a cardboard box on a rainy day.

He looked sadly at Qianliu in the Zen courtyard, as if he wanted to beg her not to continue talking, but this time, she still didn't look at him.

Zenyuan Qianliu said to himself, calm and cruel: "When I first made this decision, I was so sad that I was about to die. I have loved you for half my life. If I want to lose you suddenly, the pain will be no worse than cutting out your whole body." Flesh and flesh are easy; I also have to admit, until now, I still love you."

The second half of the sentence gave him some hope, Gojo Gojo pursed his lips, and his eyes lit up again.

"Then we shouldn't be separated." He said softly, "I also love Qianliu the most, as long as you live well, you can do whatever you want. Divorce is a divorce, as long as you are in a place where I can see... Even if, even if you like someone else... no, then I'm going to kill someone, so you can't like someone else."

He pondered for a while, and finally made a decision: "Qianliu, if being with me makes you feel painful, we will divorce and separate for a while, one year, two years, it doesn't matter. When you don't bore me so much, I will Chase you back again. We have a lifetime this time, enough time, I can wait, and will be very patient."

Gojo Satoru still gave in: "If it makes you a little bit happier... I will sign the divorce."

"Wu, you still don't understand."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan tried her best to maintain a steady tone, but still couldn't help choking: "You don't know how painful it is for me to love you. Every time you say that you are going to do a task by yourself, you are afraid that you will never come back. Then I But what should I do? I have such a character that I can't have things that I can't hold tightly in my hands with peace of mind. You are not something I can afford, so I'm not going to take it anymore. "

When fate sent Gojo Satoru, it had already marked a price that she couldn't pay, as if mocking Qianliu, who was rich all his life, but still couldn't ask for it.

"And after I made the decision not to love you, I became more relaxed than ever." She sighed deeply and relieved, as if she had lifted a burden from her shoulders, "I even thought that if I hadn't met you, it would be fine." .”