It was late at night.
Zhang the secretary brought over the files.
In the study, Huo Shaoting and Wen Man sat side by side...
He signed with a decisive and cheerful air.
When she arrived at Wen Man's, she held the paper and looked at it for a long time before bowing her head and signing her name.
Her eyes were glistening...
Ho Shaoting leaned against the sofa, looked at her for a few seconds, and said with a hint of mockery: "Isn't this what you want?"
He felt great relief!
Finally, he made Wen Man uncomfortable too...
Wen Man is in a bad mood.
She is different from him. Huo Shaoting doesn't love her, and the divorce doesn't affect him at all.
And she, carrying all her memories, divorced him!
From now on, we'll be strangers...
Wen Man gently put down her pen and, as she got up, whispered: "Tomorrow morning, I will move out with the two children!"
Ho Shao-ting was clearly taken aback: So soon?
Wen Man didn't say anything more!
She held the doorknob of the study, pushed it open gently, and slipped out quietly....
The door, then gently closed again.
He Shao-ting stared at the door panel. The satisfaction he had felt a moment ago slowly ebbed away.
……
Good morning.
The movers are already hard at work, coming and going.
Ho Shao-ting finished tying his tie and went downstairs, only to see this sight.
Just coincidentally, Wen Man was also in the hall.
She said to him quite calmly, "I'll have things moved out of the villa in a few days. That piano... I want it!"
He Shao Ting looked at her serene expression, his throat tightening: "Do whatever you want!"
Wen Man nodded to him and then got into Lao Zhao's car and drove out.
He Shaoting did not go to the firm. He waited until the movers had emptied Wen Man's belongings before slowly walking upstairs...
Everything is gone.
This newly renovated bedroom, belonging to Wenman, was completely emptied.
Ho Shao-ting slowly sat down on the mattress.
He was a little agitated, lit a cigarette, and smoked it in silence.
He thought Wen Man was heartless, leaving just like that!
At the door, the elderly domestic worker at home knocked and whispered, “Master, a small box was left behind by the workers. You see if it belongs to Madam. Such a fine box must contain something very important!”
Ho Shao-ting extended his hand: "Come here and take a look!"
The maid handed him the small box.
Huo Shaoting held a cigarette in one hand and touched it with the other.
He could tell it was specially put on display, it must be Wen Man's treasured possession.
Perhaps, it's jewelry worth hundreds of millions!
Ho Shao-ting opened it casually, but to his surprise, there wasn't any rare jewel inside, just an old diary and a small voice recorder.
He frowned, such a thing, Wen Man treated it as a treasure...
As he gently flipped through it, Huo Shaoting's blood turned to ice. It was his handwriting, a testament to his love and longing for Wen Man—
<<>>
She likes to play the piano and she likes to wear clothes from the xx brand!
Every day, I give her roses.
Our first child is called Huo Xi, who was born at the cost of Wen Man's life! Huo Xi has a poor physique, with blood clotting disorders and is still a panda blood type...

Wen Man cannot drive.


……
Huo Shaoting's Adam's apple bobbed nervously, and he quickly turned away.
one page, two pages... <<<

It's all here!

Huo Shaoting's handsome face was a little pale. He opened the voice recorder, and his own voice slowly flowed in Wen Man's former bedroom...
Wen Man, when you hear this! I might already be gone. You must be crying, right? Silly me, don't cry! At least we are still legally married, at least we have two children! The one in your belly is a boy, let's call him Yun Si, Huo Yun Si! ...Wen Man promise me, to find me, no matter what, don't give up! Because I love you, I can't bear to live the rest of my life without you! My past self, even if I lived recklessly and freely, those... are nothing compared to what I feel here with you!

Wen Man, I like you!

……
Ho Shao-ting was a little dazed...
He actually, truly loved Wen Man!
He told Wen Man not to give up, but he divorced her easily.
He Shaoting closed the box and called Wen Man. He wanted to ask her.
Wen Man didn't answer his phone call.
Ho Shao-ting called Lao Zhao again. Lao Zhao was leaning against his car smoking when he heard Ho Shao-ting's question, so he casually replied: "The young madam is here at the cemetery. She seems to be digging something out!"
Cemetery....
He Shao Ting took the car keys and quickly went downstairs. When he got into the car and touched the steering wheel, he felt his heart trembling. He didn't know what Wen Man was doing at the cemetery, but he had a premonition that it must be very important!
He didn't even know what he wanted after reading the diary!
At this moment, he only wanted to stop her!
……
March when spring arrives.
The roses that Huo Shaoting planted for Wen Man haven't bloomed yet.
The Huo Family Cemetery, cold and quiet.
Wen Man wore a white coat and stood quietly in front of the stone wall, mourning her past love.
Ho Shao-ting & Wan Man.
After a long silence, she softly said, “Shaoting, I'm sorry. I broke my promise!”
She gave up, she couldn't wait any longer!
But she always remembers the love they once shared... Perhaps, the love in her memory is the beautiful one, the one worth cherishing, rather than trying to change a man who doesn't love her.
Wen Man's lips curved into a faint smile.
Shao Ting, I'm back...
From now on, I'll only guard you, there will be no one else between us!
She moved aside the stone wall, retrieving the diamond ring inside. After years of slumber, it still shone as brilliantly as ever...
Tears welled up in Wen Man's eyes.
She gently placed the diamond ring on her slender fourth finger.
Shaoting, I'm back!
……
At the entrance of the cemetery, Huo Shaoting stopped his car and jumped out.
From afar, he saw Wen Man!
He saw her place a diamond ring, gently on her finger... She kissed the ring, her eyes shining with tears, it was like some kind of ritual, like some kind of confession!
"Wen Man!"
Ho Shaoting's face was pale, he called out her name.
In the morning light, Wen Man slowly turned her head and looked at him quietly.
In the breeze, she bloomed like a summer flower.
But, it no longer belongs to him…
They have already divorced.

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