The night rain was pouring, hitting the old house bit by bit, giving it a sense of wind and rain.
From time to time, a dark thunder sounded in the sky, booming, but also depressing.
In a room with electric lights on, a six or seven-year-old boy was immersed in writing his homework.
A new type of pen was writing on the white paper, but the handwriting was not clean and tidy.
It was obvious that the little boy was not thinking about it.
In schoolwork.
As he wrote, he paused and lowered his head.
He didn't know what he was thinking.
Then a voice came: "Pay attention."
The little boy would react immediately, and then face the person who spoke.
The person looked over sheepishly.
Following his line of sight, he found that opposite the little boy, there stood a young man with a clear face.
His brows and eyes were light, like a landscape painting handed down from ancient times, which revealed an inexhaustible meaning.
He looked at the little boy looking over and said in a gentle voice: "Is there anything else you don't understand?"
The little boy shook his head quickly, and then kept writing on the complicated homework.
He didn't know why, although Teacher Ren didn't look strict at all, he was very afraid of him in his heart.
But even so, this time, he still paused while writing, and his childish face, which was still a bit childish, wrinkled unconsciously, looking a bit disobedient.
This time, Changli didn't remind him because the sounds from outside became more and more obvious.
Plop, it was the sound of the desk lamp falling to the ground, followed by a female voice that sounded a bit crazy throughout her life: "If you don't get divorced, I won't get divorced even if I die, Cheng Xuan, you can't abandon me like this.
How will I live in the future?"
The female voice was so hoarse that it was impossible to hear the previous timbre, revealing a kind of collapse that was pushed to the extreme.
Immediately, another helpless male voice remembered: "Yijia, don't be like this.
You know, we are two people from different worlds.
If we continue like this, there will be no good results.
You are a good person."
Woman, you should pursue your own happiness, and I also have my own beliefs to pursue, so we are destined to be separated."
When he said these words, the look on Wu Chengxuan's face was one of brilliance, brilliance, and light.
This made his wife, who had always admired him, stunned, and then a deep sadness surged into her. heart.
This was the second time she saw her husband showing such a proud and confident expression, but it was not because of her.
The first time, she fell in love with him at first sight.
The second time, he wanted to divorce her because of another woman.
She couldn't help but smile bitterly, but this smile was sadder than crying.
Wu Chengxuan couldn't bear to see her like this, but when he thought of his ideal, his pursuit, and the person he admired, he let go of this unbearable feeling.
They were people from two different worlds, and they were destined to leave.
Different paths, he should not be bound to this stale marriage.
Therefore, he said in a serious tone: "We must divorce."
This sentence not only shocked Sun Yijia, but also shocked the little boy in the study.
His hand loosened his grip on the pen, and it fell straight to the ground.
A small puff of ink spilled out and spread on the ground.
An ink flower stains the expensive carpet.
The little boy sat blankly on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking or what he was going to do.
He did not go out to persuade his father, nor did he comfort his collapsed mother, because he knew that it was meaningless. , my father has always disliked my mother for a long time.
Chang Li sat opposite him, put down the book in his hand gently, then walked to the window and closed the stained glass window.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
He stood by the window for a while, looking out the blurry window through the thick glass, feeling peaceful in his heart.
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In this era, there are many contradictions between radical and conservative, conservative and advanced.
Just like this window, the people outside the window look into the window and can't see anything clearly, and the people inside the window look out the window and see vaguely, but unfortunately, both of them think that what they see is real. , even the majestic night rain and dull thunder have been ignored by them.
Chang Li's pale brows and eyes were imprinted on the steamy glass window, showing a hazy and peaceful look.
He stood there alone, as if he was in a world of his own.
The quarrel outside continued again, and Sun Yijia kept repeating, I am the wife you are marrying, and I have never been sorry to you.
You can't just divorce me.
Wu Chengxuan has been persuading, I don't love you, we have no feelings, I divorce you for your own good, you can't stick to such old ideas, the new era has arrived, and the old things will be eliminated by the times.
Sun Yijia refused to listen.
She looked at this heartless man in despair and couldn't even cry: "If you really like Miss Fan that much, it's not that I can't accept it.
I can personally come to persuade Miss Fan.
Welcoming her in, even giving her the power of housekeeping, I'll give you whatever you want, don't do this to me, Cheng Xuan."
At the end of the sentence, her eyes, which had been soaked with tears for a long time, were filled with tears.
Tears fell, and his tone was close to sad.
She is such a conservative person and would rather die in this old house than suffer the fate of being abandoned by her husband.
Wu Chengxuan did not pity her this time.
He was furious: "Shut up, don't say such things.
Nan Jun is not such a person.
Don't tarnish her with your dirty thoughts.
It's too immoral of you."
Being scolded by her husband for being dirty, Sun Yijia could not recover for a moment.
She felt like a knife was stabbing at her heart, and it hurt like a tear every moment.
Her arms drooped weakly, and the housekeeper's accounting hand was at this moment.
Twitching uncontrollably, she shouted uncontrollably: "Then what do you want, what do you want, Cheng Xuan?"
At the end of her speech, she cried again.
Before she yelled, she had no idea that she would do such an inappropriate behavior.
After she yelled, she fell into deep self-blame.
She looked at it in fear.
She looked at Wu Chengxuan, hoping that he would not care about her temporary inappropriateness.
Wu Chengxuan was yelled by her.
He was stunned for a moment, and then softened.
There was a hint of unbearability in his eyes behind his glasses, but from the beginning to the end, he never came close to Sun Yijia.
He softened his tone and said: "Yijia, don't be so excited.
Do you know that I want to divorce this time, and I have asked your fourth brother for his consent.
You should know what this means.
I know, I'm sorry You, so everything I have, I will give it to you, and you can pursue your own life again, so everyone is happy, isn't it better?"
When Wu Chengxuan said that her fourth brother also supported it, Sun Yijia was completely stunned.
As for what he said later about dividing the family property, she didn't listen at all.
Fourth brother, don’t you support her?
Obviously, he strongly recommended Wu Chengxuan at the beginning.
Why was he the one who wanted her to get married to Wu Chengxuan, and now he is the one who wants her to reconcile with Wu Chengxuan?
She suddenly couldn't hold on anymore, so she buried her head in her knees and cried heartbreakingly.
Why was God treating her so unfairly?
She had never done anything wrong.
Silent crying touched people's hearts even more, but Wu Chengxuan's feet seemed to have taken root and did not move at all.
He had no idea that most of his family's property was still in the hands of his father.
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What he said didn't quite count.
He had no idea how much assets he had.
His wife knew better than he did.
He had no idea at all. , he is so free and happy now, not only because of his father's support, but also because his wife manages the household well.
He didn't know anything, but he must divorce his wife who had been married for many years.
The rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, and the little boy under the desk lamp remained silent for longer and longer, standing longer and longer.
He quietly listened to the increasingly rapid sound of rain outside the window, as if listening to an inanimate drama.
In this drama, there are raindrops falling into rivers, lakes and seas, clear water stringing under the eaves, and Rain and dew soaked in the vegetation, sewage flowing into small ditches, and turbid currents soaking in the filthy bottom layer.
He stood so quietly in front of the window, like a breathless sculpture, but his eyebrows revealed a kind of vitality, a vitality that was very different from this world.
The drama outside the window, the farce outside the door, the two plays are simply divided into two sets in this room, but they still reveal such a similarity.
There was a loud thunder, countless people crouched with their heads in their hands, and the sound of a heavy object falling was completely drowned out in the Wu residence.
Sun Yijia let go of the hand holding her tightly and got up from the ground.
She nodded stiffly: "Okay, I promise you, we will divorce."
Her voice was low and ghostly.
In the end, she still went along with Wu Chengxuan's wishes and said it was a divorce.
A voice like Hong Zhongdalu echoed in her heart.
From today on, she is an abandoned woman.
From today on, she is a divorced woman.
From today on, she will be homeless. she is dying Wu Chengxuan, so cruel The pen fell onto the paper, making a rustling sound, and a clean and neat handwriting appeared.
In fact, she didn't know how to write with a pen before, but in order to keep up with Wu Chengxuan, she still studied it seriously.
Unexpectedly, the first time it was shown to her, it was written on the divorce letter.
She stood up like a zombie and walked unsteadily toward the door.
Her thin back was like a page that would fall over when the wind blew.
Wu Chengxuan, the only one who saw this scene, couldn't care less about Sun Yijia.
He looked at the divorce agreement with joy, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.
He carefully put away the divorce agreement, then happily sat down at his desk and started writing poems.
Since signing the divorce agreement, he felt that the invisible shackles on his body suddenly disappeared, and his whole person felt much more relaxed.
With his beautiful yearning for love, he wrote another poem that will be passed down to future generations.
This poem expresses his joy and the cruelty of being overwhelmed by love.
The rain gradually became smaller and smaller, until it completely disappeared.
At this moment, the sky cleared up.
Sun Yijia, who was barely able to regain her composure, came to bring this small study room.
She looked at her son who couldn't hold on and fell asleep, and then turned her attention to Chang Li.
She managed to put on a dignified smile that did not lose her manners: "Teacher Ren, I'm sorry."
Changli nodded: "It's okay."
Sun Yijia said to Changli apologetically: "Teacher Ren, I'm really sorry.
Something happened to the Wu family.
I'm afraid I can no longer hire you.
Your salary can only be paid to you in advance."
Changli nodded without any surprise.
Looking at this young man who was much younger than her husband, Sun Yijia seemed to think of Wu Chengxuan, who had just married her.
At that time, he was high-spirited and talented, but he disliked her very much.
She liked him very much.
He was so good and talented, and it was his parents' orders.
Therefore, despite his supercilious look, she got married.
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She thought that getting married would be a lifelong matter, but she didn't expect that he could actually do it.
Get to this point.
A wave of sadness surged into her heart again, making her almost unable to restrain herself.
She looked at this young man whose eyebrows had become much lighter, and asked softly: "You heard everything?"
At this moment, she had forgotten some of the things she had always insisted on.
Probably, she also needed someone to talk to.
If she really left the Wu family like this, she would probably go completely crazy.
She leaned against the wall, her face even paler than the wall: "He doesn't want me anymore, he has abandoned me.
From today on, I am no longer Mrs.
Wu.
Even my son must be handed over to someone else."
Women nurture.”
When talking about other women, she had a vague sense of hatred, which was a kind of anger caused by desperation, but she could only express her emotions in this way.
She murmured the statement, and her words expressed the despair of a woman.
It wasn't until three quarters of an hour later that this out-of-control state slowly improved.
She looked at Chang Li who seemed to be in a trance and secretly wiped away her tears.
She reluctantly straightened up her appearance, and then nodded to Changli who had not spoken a word from beginning to end: "Teacher Ren, I'm troubling you again.
It's because I'm too ignorant."
How could she say this in front of an outsider?
What about words, she thought.
She was about to restore her dignity with a more generous gesture when she heard Chang Li suddenly speak: "Mrs.
Wu, you really care about your husband so much."
Sun Yijia nodded, feeling a little excited: "I care.
Of course I care.
Who else cares about him so much besides me?
No, no, there must be many people who care about him more.
After all, he is so good."
As she spoke, she She became sad again, such a good person abandoned her.
At this time, I heard Chang Li reply: "But he threw away this care."
Sun Yijia murmured: "Yes, he threw it away, and I don't have it anymore."
Hearing the words I don't have these four words, Changli was silent for a moment, and then he said: "You squandered all your care.
If more people who need your care appear in the future, will you still be able to use it?"
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