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I once had no idea what the popular movie "Final Destination" was about. The ending was the same with everyone dying, so why did everyone have to go to such great lengths to experience the depressing feeling of not dying but dying
Zhuo Yang didn't say yes, he said let him think about it.
At that moment, I finally understood the true meaning of this movie. It turns out that it is just about making people turn to death when they are seeking survival. When the desire to survive becomes less and less, the torment of death becomes more and more intense. People will regret, and even envy those who were recruited by the god of death in the first place.
So clean, no feeling at all.
I would rather Zhuo Yang just give me a "OK" than to suffer such an answer.
My heart felt sore and I moved my lips as if I wanted to say something, but in the end, no word came out.
Then, Zhuo Yang sent me back to the room and left without saying anything.
I think he is probably considering it seriously.
Afterwards, Zhuoyang would come to see me occasionally, and we got along peacefully, a rare peace.
There is no divorce, no separation, we treat each other with respect.
Wen Li would also come to see me, but I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he always managed to avoid Zhuo Yang.
I think I really lacked friends, so when Wen Li came for the third time, I told him about my divorce with Zhuo Yang.
"Do you think I'm useless?"
Wen Li shook his head, looking unfathomable, "Congratulations."
I turned cold and said, "What's there to congratulate? In fact, if I file for divorce, according to Zhuoyang's personality, he will definitely try his best to lower the alimony. I can't live happily anymore. What should I do..."
Wen Li was still smiling, as if he didn't care at all about my life or death.
"If you can't survive, then find a job."
Wen Li said he would introduce me to a job. I said I had no education and no work experience, so what company would be so idle as to hire someone like me who had been a rich man's wife and a social parasite for seven years
Wen Li was not worried at all, "You can go to my fitness center and be my assistant?"
Assistant? Nowadays, fitness coaches are all so... uh... stylish? They even bring assistants with them
But I am still very grateful for Wen Li's help. I have even thought that if Zhuo Yang and I really divorce and I am short of money, this would be a good place to go.
Sure enough, I know Zhuoyang too well.
A week later, Zhuo Yang came to see me with a dark complexion. It seemed that he was very anxious recently. There were dark shadows under his eyes and small crystal bubbles appeared around the corners of his mouth.
What happened to make him so angry
I really don't want to think it's because of our divorce, but in fact, it is.
When Zhuo Yang said "I agree to a divorce", I found that my reaction was very calm, except for a slight urge to go to the bathroom.
Zhuo Yang still spoke very little and simply as before, but today he spoke at length, "Since you are divorcing me, and you took the initiative to propose it, and we don't have any children yet, I can only give you 3,000 yuan a month in alimony."
Three thousand?! I almost screamed. This amount is not even enough for me to buy a piece of clothing.
However, I found that I didn't make any sound, I just looked at Zhuo Yang with a smile.
It turns out that everything shown on TV is fake, and those huge amounts of alimony received by divorced wealthy wives are all scams.
I took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Zhuo Yang seemed unwilling to even look at me and walked quickly towards the door.
I want to call him, I want to...
Look at him again.
As if he knew what I was thinking, Zhuo Yang stopped but did not look back. He just leaned on the door with one hand, as if he had reached the limit of his patience.
"You can live in the house on the hill until you recover..."
Snap—
At this moment, after Zhuo Yang finished speaking, I clearly heard the sound of something in my heart being ruthlessly broken.
There was no pity, although he thought he was very compassionate to me.
To be honest, I had already guessed what Zhuo Yang would do, but I didn't expect that even though I was mentally prepared, my heart would still hurt so much.
Wen Li comforted me and suggested, "Do you want to sue me? After all, this is not your fault."
I thought about it in my mind: how to sue Zhuo Yang in court, how to tell the truth about Hu Ling being a mistress, how to cry about my innocence and pity...
Many, many things, I thought about how to punish the couple who abandoned my marriage and love, but the final result was -
I shook my head and consoled myself, "Three thousand is not bad. Can I rent a one-bedroom apartment at the foot of the mountain?"
Wen Li shook his head and said that I was hopeless.
But he must not know that I was already terminally ill.
In fact, strictly speaking, the days after divorce are not that difficult.
Mrs. Chen still came to take care of me. I guess Zhuoyang had already told her about his divorce from me, so when she saw me, she called me Miss An.
Is it my illusion? I always feel that she smiles when she calls me, as if she is reborn.
"Mrs. Chen, you don't seem to sympathize with me at all?" One day, after eating, I lazily lay on the bed, looking at Mrs. Chen who was cleaning up the dishes beside the bed. Finally, I couldn't bear the doubts in my heart and asked out loud.
The cold-faced Mrs. Chen smiled rarely, "Miss An, I think you are doing much better than when you were a lady..."
As she spoke, she considerately brought me a mirror. I looked at the person in the mirror who had gained weight, and suddenly felt a little helpless.
My complexion naturally improved. I ate and drank delicious food every day, ate and slept, and I gained weight. How could it not be good
Because I might not be able to enjoy Mrs. Chen's delicious food after the divorce, I ate everything she cooked. As time went by, I didn't feel the sadness after the divorce, but I looked radiant and like a new person.
I touched her soft face and thought secretly in my heart.
Sure enough, leaving Zhuoyang is a good thing. Look at me, I am happier and fatter than before!
However, Zhuo Yang has not come since he filed for divorce. I know how he feels. He finally got rid of me, so how could he continue to step into this dirty quagmire of mine
I don’t want him to come either, lest I feel sad again.
Wen Li and Mrs. Chen were the most diligent people who came, so naturally they often met each other. I have to say that Mrs. Chen was really a smart maid. She knew very well what not to look at and what not to say.
Out of all these times, she never asked Wen Li once. I admire her calmness. Doesn't she think that as a lifesaver, she seems to care too much about the person she saved
When I asked Mrs. Chen this, she just looked at me indifferently.
"Miss An, you think too much."
I was so embarrassed, maybe I really was overthinking it.
So, when Wen Li came again, I didn’t think too much about it.
I just wishfully think that having one more friend is a good thing after all.
My hand gradually got better, and my stomach gradually got better, and a month passed in a flash.
I am in good health and almost in good health. The doctor also told me that I can be discharged from the hospital.
Mrs. Chen and I discussed discharge from the hospital, and also discussed with Wen Li a series of things including going to work and renting a house.
Just at this moment, Zhuo Yang's secretary Li Si came over and brought a lawyer with him.
I smiled and signed the documents one by one.
His decisiveness made Li Si couldn't help but interrupt, "Madam, don't you even take a look at the content?"
I put down my pen and seriously corrected Li Si, "From this moment on, please call me Miss An."
I was going to take off my wedding ring and let Li Si take it back to Zhuo Yang. He bought me this wedding ring, and now it's time to return it to him.
I really wanted to be calm and composed while doing these things, but my fingers were against me.
Maybe it’s because I’ve worn the ring for too long, or maybe I’ve gained a lot of weight recently, and even my fingers have become thicker, so tragically I can’t take the ring off.
I pull, tug, twist...
Finally, the old lawyer with black-framed glasses couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ma'am, perhaps it would be better to use some oil?"
As expected of a divorce lawyer, he is very experienced.
When I took off my wedding ring, Li Si had just finished her phone call.
"Madam, no, now it's Miss An. Miss An, Mr. Zhuo said that he could give you a ring as a souvenir?"
What to commemorate? Our failed marriage, or our love.
Of course, I still smiled on my face, but the moment Li Si turned around, I threw the ring out of the window.
Zhuoyang is a □□ to me. And I think I should stay away from anything that has anything to do with □□.
After all, this is the truth I have gained by spending seven years of my youth, isn't it
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Wen Li said he would come to pick me up. But for some reason, I waited for him for half an hour but he didn't come.
As the saying goes, when you are unlucky, even drinking water will get stuck in your teeth. I actually met Miss Hu Ling wearing sunglasses at the hospital entrance.
As a newly divorced ex-wife and a mistress who had never met my ex-wife, I always thought that Hu Ling should not know me.
But now that I think about it, it seems that my thinking has always been wrong.
Hu Ling was about to get in the car, but when he saw me waiting on the roadside, he suddenly stopped and walked straight towards me.
"Hello, Mrs. Zhuo... Oh..." Under her sunglasses, her lips slightly rounded, showing a regretful and surprised expression, "I'm sorry, I should call you Miss An now."
"Miss An, nice to meet you." I saw Miss Hu Ling shaking her fox tail behind her, looking very proud.
I nodded and smiled too.
Then, without giving Hu Ling any chance to dodge, he jumped up and slapped her.
Oh, how I hate women who come to the hospital wearing high heels!