Sad, painful, sad, but so what? She failed, it's time to set him free, a world of three... No, there have always been only two people - she forcibly intervened between them, but couldn't destroy them, only making herself a hated clown.
Now, it's time for the clown to retire.
She went back to the room, which had always been hers alone, he had never come in, only her things were in the room, but there was no trace of the master.
This house has always had only a mistress.
Tao Xinya looked at the luggage she had packed and the divorce agreement she had signed. Tears had already filled her cheeks, but she was still smiling.
Taking off the wedding ring on her finger, the diamond that symbolizes eternity seemed to laugh at her - it was obtained with great effort, and it did not belong to her after all.
She smiled lightly and put the ring gently on the divorce agreement without nostalgia.
At dawn, she carried her luggage and left the single-family villa where the newlyweds stayed before the servants came back.
She didn't want to escape when she stepped on the plane, she just wanted to walk around, be it wandering or exile, she just wanted to be alone, but she didn't expect this to be her end—
Looking at the screaming crowd in the cabin, Tao Xinya was still sitting in the comfortable leather chair, and her heart was strangely peaceful.
She was even in the mood to think about how he would look when he saw the divorce agreement, would he be happy? For her, he finally stopped entangled; and when he knew the news of her death in a plane crash, what would he look like? Do you feel a little sad
But whether it will or not, it doesn't matter anymore.
The moment she signed the agreement, she decided she didn't love him anymore.
Tao Xinya slowly closed her eyes and felt the strong air pressure when the plane fell. Suddenly, she felt difficulty breathing, her eardrums were aching, and warm blood filled her nose and mouth.
She is still smiling, even if there are tears in her eyes, she will not allow herself to drip.
Really, she set him free...
【Chapter One】
One hundred and one day.
The pointer crossed twelve o'clock, and Valentine's Day passed. He opened the golden wrapping paper and ate the chocolate that was to be given to him. One bite after another, the rich bitter taste spread in his mouth. Strange, why is it so painful? Obviously put a lot of sugar...
"Ring-Ring-Ring-"
"Pop!" A hand stretched out from under the quilt, and familiarly found the double-bell alarm clock on the head of the bed, and cut off the harsh bell.
The quilt printed with blue flowers squirmed, and the little white feet indented into the quilt, and the ball on the bed became quiet again.
After another ten minutes, the alarm set by changing the mobile phone beeped, and a hand came out of the quilt again, touched the head of the bed, found the mobile phone, and cut it off!
A minute later, a fluffy head slowly protruded out of the quilt.
"Bang bang bang!" There was a knock on the door, and it could be heard that it was punched with a fist.
"Xinxin, get up quickly!" The female voice was fierce. No way, who taught the owner of the room to be too sleepy. "Are you awake? Don't force me to go in and screw you up!"
"Yes." A soft voice came from under the fluffy head. "I woke up."
Wrapped in the quilt and sat up, she rubbed her eyes and yawned again.
"Give you ten minutes, come out for breakfast." Finally, he did not forget to put down the vicious threat. "If you haven't seen anyone for ten minutes, I'll take care of your breakfast myself. From now on, don't miss me and prepare breakfast for you!"
Then, there was the sound of walking away in slippers.
Knowing that Nia kept her word—at least for a week—the person in the bed finally got out of the warm bed, put on the fluffy panda slippers, and her shaggy hair drifted into the bathroom like a ghost.
Standing in front of the sink, she squeezed toothpaste and raised her sleepy eyes to look at the face reflected in the mirror.
A fluffy curly hair, the shoulder-length hair is not pure black, but a light chestnut color, and the end of the hair is curled in a lovely arc, like a circle of petals one by one.
She has a round baby face with big round and flexible eyes, a rosy mouth under the tip of her small nose, and deep dimples on her cheeks when she smiles, which is very sweet and sweet.
This face is not beautiful, but it is very cute, and with a height of less than 160, I am afraid that even a primary school student in Scotland is taller than her, and she is an oriental person. Rather like a cute little doll.