The two days have passed after all.

  This afternoon, Xiaoyao had already gone to school. Gu Xiyuan sat quietly alone in the living room, dazed like a wooden statue.

  How good it would be if she could become a statue without sorrow or joy. Gu Xiyan's mind occasionally flashed with this thought. Immediately, she self-mocked herself in her heart, thinking that she was indeed weak. Hadn't she already made up her mind? Why did she still feel a stinging pain in the depths of her heart when this matter was about to unfold? That pain, numb and tingling, spread from her heart to her entire body. As a result, all her blood was tainted with a sharp ache.

  Shang Yi was indeed holding a document in his hand when he went downstairs. From the staircase to the hall, every step felt heavy and unbearable to him. The document in his hand had already been crumpled by him, but he seemed to be completely unaware of it.

  Actually, he could have completed all the divorce procedures in two days. The only thing left was for the two of them to sign the divorce agreement. But he waited until the last minute to take out the divorce papers. Perhaps it was so that she could tell him: "Let's not get a divorce after all."

  If she can say that, then he can really let bygones be bygones. He can take this whole thing as a joke.

  Living room. It's finally come to this. After sitting down beside Gu Xiyan, Shang Yi slowly placed the documents in his hand on the long table. "Really going to leave."

  Gu Xiyan told him the answer with her actions. She flipped open the file. Gu Xiyan symbolically glanced at it for a few seconds, but actually didn't read anything. She kept flipping until the last page. She looked at his signature on the file. The handsome and resolute signature made her smile involuntarily. She had always liked the way he wrote. Beautiful yet with a wild air to it.

  He found out he didn't bring a pen over. Gu Xiyan stood up and went straight to get one.

  Gu Xiyan returned when Shang Yu didn't look at her. His entire line of sight was focused on that divorce agreement.

  Gu Xiyan sat down and looked at the place where she should have signed her name. She weakly picked up the pen and stuck it there.

  Gu Xiyan. As long as these three words are written, from now on, they will have nothing to do with each other. How can the argument that what cannot be lovers can still be friends work here? Either love fiercely or separate decisively. Either love or not love. There is no third option to choose from.

  For a moment, Gu Xiyan really wanted to say recklessly: Let's not be apart. From now on, let's be together properly. No one can separate us.

  But she never had the chance to say it out loud, because as she was thinking this way, she quickly wrote down the name on paper with a few swift strokes.

  She writes very neatly and has some small and delicate parts. She used to think that when she signed this name, she would at least feel sour and aching, or she would write the name very ugly.

  However, nothing, everything has been settled. She didn't even have time to mourn the end of her marriage that had lasted for so many years. It was already over.

  When she put down the pen, Gu Xiyan was a little stunned. But in just a few blinks of an eye, she had pushed away the person she loved most from her life. From then on, they were as distant as the sky and the underground, with no relationship between them anymore.

  "You're so heartless." Gu Xiyan was still wandering in the void. Shang Ruiqi's eyes turned crimson as he grasped her shoulders tightly. "You can't wait to leave me, can you? I thought you'd at least hesitate. But how could you be so calm and decisive when signing the divorce papers? We've been married for so many years. Did you feel any attachment or longing for me and Yan'er when you signed? No, not even a bit. Is it that you're too heartless, or am I just being overly sentimental? Why do I still have illusions about you?"

  "Don't be like this. This marriage was a mistake from the start. Now that the mistake has ended, everything is just back to square one. I'm leaving. You... will have something better." Gu Xiyan didn't know why she said such words. Back to square one? How could that be possible? Many things had already changed. Many ties had also formed unknowingly. So many years of marriage - how could it all be erased with just a sentence about going back to the starting point?

  Gu Xiyan ran away in a hurry, stumbling and staggering. Shang Yi's eyes were fixed on the direction she left, his gaze dull and lifeless. Finally, he slammed his fist heavily onto the table.

  Gu Xiyan was trembling all over as she packed her luggage. How could she have forgotten that there was another feeling called hindsight? Look, just now she was so calm, but now she was completely defeated.

  Tears gushed out of her eyes. She opened the closet and casually picked up two pieces of clothing, throwing them onto the bed. Then she rummaged through a suitcase again. The clothes were stuffed randomly into the suitcase. Gu Xiyan thought for a moment before opening another closet on the other side. Inside was a white long dress, exactly the one he had given her that day.

  She had only worn this skirt three or four times, and she held it as if it were a rare treasure. She took out the skirt and then carefully folded it again.

  When she was about to put the skirt in her luggage, she hesitated. This was the skirt he gave her. She liked it very much. But if she took it away with her, how could she guarantee that she wouldn't think of him whenever she wore this skirt in the future?

  Some things are destined to be forgotten. Some emotions, it's better to bury them quietly in the heart. Some people, since we can't stay together, why bother with lingering attachments.

  Gu Xiyan didn't put the skirt in her luggage after all. After shaking out the folded skirt, she put it away in a small corner of her closet that was easy to overlook.

  Let it be. Let it lie in this inconspicuous little place. If one day a new mistress moves in here, it may be packed away with the rest of her clothes. Or perhaps as soon as she leaves, he will clean up all the things related to her. In any case, this skirt should not appear again in her life.

  She took out the clothes that were randomly placed in her luggage and folded them while sobbing quietly.

  Why cry? Maybe... it's because her love had withered before it could bloom. But since she had already agreed to be with Wei Zhe, this was the last time she allowed herself to cry for that man who had become her ex-husband.

  Gu Xiyan went downstairs, while Shang Wei was still sitting on the sofa, his face no longer filled with anger and pain, only a sense of indifference and coldness remained. Gu Xiyan stopped for a moment, put down her luggage, and walked towards him with light steps.

  She thought she should at least say goodbye to him.

  "Brother Shang, I'm leaving. Wei Zhe has already agreed to marry me and return to the city. From now on, unless something unexpected happens, I will never set foot in this city again. Take good care of yourself, don't work too hard, and get enough rest. If anything happens, don't try to tough it out. You still have your parents and sister, and also Yan'er. In the future, you'll find a gentle and loving wife. They are all people you can rely on. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking care of me all these years. I'm grateful for all the good things you've done for me. But in the future, I might not remember you again. After returning to the city, I'll marry Wei Zhe and strive to be a devoted wife. Brother Shang, you will also make a great husband one day. I'm not very good with words, but I sincerely wish you happiness soon. As for Yan'er, I'm sorry. I don't know how to explain my departure to her. I'm not a good mother, but I know you're a good father. If possible, please let Yan'er forget about me." Gu Xiyan said this and looked at Shang Yue's profile, with a voice in her heart telling her to take one last look, just one more glance, and then don't have any more illusions about him. He doesn't belong to you anymore.

  Greedy to remember his appearance at this moment, Gu Xiyan actually didn't know that she was deceiving herself. How easy it is to want to forget, but she must do so, right?

  "Big brother Shang, if you have nothing to say to me, then I'll leave." Gu Xiyan couldn't tell whether she was sad or relieved. She had already turned to leave, but he didn't even want to exchange a single word with her.

  She slowly turned around. Gu Xiyan finally let go. Perhaps this was the best outcome after all. What's the use of saying more? It would only add to the longing.

  She walked to the staircase and picked up her luggage, heading towards the front door. It was only a few dozen steps away, but it felt like she had been walking for an eternity.

  That day, the silly girl who was crying and venting her sorrow at the airport met the handsome and dignified man with a frown. At that time, he thought she was disturbing others, and she was extremely embarrassed. However, soon they chatted enthusiastically together.

  Time flies by. Two years later, he stretched out his hand to her and said: "Yan'er needs a mother, you're very suitable." And she handed over her own hand, choosing to agree. A marriage thus began.

  That night, on the dimly lit street, she silently recited his kindness to herself and hurried back to the cramped train carriage. His body was hot and scorching, while she clearly resisted but still allowed him to enter her unexplored territory. He made her experience extreme pain, yet also gave her tenderness and care. When he conquered her last layer of innocence, she became his real woman.

  In the days that followed, they had both thought of spending their lives like this. But unexpectedly, Wei Zhe reappeared in her life. And in his life, another excellent and admirable woman appeared.

  When she first agreed to get married, she was just grateful for his help. Without him, how could she have started a new life in a foreign land? Now, from the time they met to their marriage and divorce, more than seven years have passed. The current him, apart from being more mature and stable, more charming and enchanting, seems not much different from when they first met. And if she really wants to think about it, the thing that has changed the most is probably her mindset.

  What's the point of loving anyway? What's the point of not loving either? Many times, fate doesn't give us more room for choice. So we can only struggle hard in the existing options. Now everything has come to an end. They are destined to have nothing to do with the beautiful phrase "forever".

  Gu Xiyan finally walked to the door, took a long breath and smiled slightly as she bid farewell to my dearest man. Qi, if you understand my intentions, then please... must be happy.

  She opened the door. Gu Xiyan didn't look back again. The sunlight outside shone on her body. She felt a warm and cozy feeling all over. All the dark nights will pass. Now, the sunshine outside is just right.

  Shang Yi Qi suddenly rushed out and wrapped his arms around Gu Xi Yan from behind, holding her tightly in his grasp. He was afraid that if he loosened his grip even slightly, she would disappear into thin air. "Don't go, okay?"

  Gu Xiyuan's slender body trembled slightly, but in just a moment she regained her composure. Lowering her eyelids, she said softly: "Shang Gege, we've already made things clear, haven't we? Let go. We'll both be happy." Only... our happiness isn't with each other.

  "I want to keep you from leaving with him. Why don't you stay here instead? It's okay even if we're not husband and wife." In this world, he only allows one person to lavish his emotions like that. But what he hopes for more is for her to accept his feelings.

  How is that possible? You gave me indulgence, you gave me pampering, but the only thing you didn't give me was love. And I gave you consideration, I gave you tenderness, but I couldn't give you hope. A hint of sorrow flashed across Gu Xiyan's eyes.

  We are destined to miss each other. Missing each other just proves that we really don't suit each other.

  "Sorry, Shang Ge." Gu Xiyan heard her weak voice ring out. "Your future... I shouldn't have interfered. My own future... it's also impossible for me to have any further involvement with you again."

  "Sorry, haha, I knew it would be like this... I knew..." Shang Qi's voice was despondent and hopeless at this moment. He clearly knew it would end up like this, so why couldn't he let go? Was he being too self-deprecating to always leave a way out for her? But she... had never even noticed his concessions.

  Gu Xiyan turned around and looked at Shang Yiqi, "Shang Gege, I'm leaving." She moistened her lips with a slight movement, only to realize that she had nothing more to say.

  Unequal trade-off, she started answering. She picked up her luggage and was about to rush out.

  "Wait a minute. I have one last question to ask you." Shang Xi's low and husky voice successfully stopped Gu Xiyan from taking another step forward.

  "Tell me, if you had ever had a child of mine, would you have been willing to give birth to it?" Shang Xi's tone was even slightly interrogative.

  Although she said she wouldn't cry again, Gu Xiyan's eyes still slid down a few clear tears. There was some faint heartache inside. Who would refuse the birth of an adorable baby? Gu Xiyan's hand holding the luggage tightened. Their child...

  "If I had a child, I would definitely give it my all and bring it into this world." Gu Xiyan said as she ran off.

  The luggage wasn't heavy. She walked out of the gate and hailed a taxi after a short while.

  Shang Yi gazed in the direction she had left, a fleeting glimpse of intense pain flashing across his handsome eyes. After all, it was he who had failed to protect them, mother and child.

  When he first told her that he was a soldier, who would have thought that one day he would sacrifice his pregnant wife for the sake of fighting against drug traffickers on the front line.

  Although he was such an irresponsible husband, he still wanted... to keep her by his side.

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