We met at eighteen, married at twenty-two. At twenty-five, her childhood sweetheart returned, and I proposed divorce.
Someone asked if I was willing to let go. I thought about it and said, ...
It can only be summed up in one word: regret.
Looking back now, I realize how pathetic I was, always caught up in romance and love affairs. It's really embarrassing.
"Gu Nianci, stop looking."
"That's all in the past."
"I stopped loving you a long time ago."
I looked at Gu Nianci and said.
Gu Nianci couldn't hear her. She kept looking at the photos one by one, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and sometimes seeming a little sad. I couldn't understand her emotional changes, so I simply stopped looking at them.
Although I couldn't go very far away from her, I still had a basic range of activities. I walked to the side and began to look around this familiar home.
Nothing much has changed in the house. The only difference is that, at some point, the living room and the stairwell, where the plants used to be, have been replaced with sunflowers.
This reminds me of the sunflower bonsai I saw when Song Qingrong came looking for me.
In other words, these were set up by Gu Nianci beforehand.
But what is she after?
I glanced at Gu Nianci again.
That's when I realized that she had been staring at my urn without me noticing. She was just staring at it, lost in thought.
Although they weren't looking at me, I still felt uneasy, perhaps because the urn contained my ashes.
Just as I was about to look away, Gu Nianci suddenly took my urn and walked upstairs.
I was completely stunned.
What are you trying to do?
Holding the ashes of a dead person, isn't she afraid at all?
I was forced to follow, only to see Gu Nianci place my urn on the bed, and then she began searching the room.
A little while later I saw her take a jewelry box out of the drawer.
Her closet was filled with dolls.
On her bedside table were sticky notes with all sorts of notes and reminders.
Even I was stunned when I saw these things.
Because these things were all things I gave to Gu Nianci.
If I remember correctly, she threw away the jewelry in that jewelry box a long time ago.
She didn't even glance at those dolls. I gave them to her and never saw them again the day after I gave them to her. Her answer to me was that she had thrown them in the trash long ago.
As for those sticky notes...
Gu Nianci often stays up late, has a bad spleen and stomach, and doesn't sleep well. So I asked someone to find some folk remedies for her, but she never paid any attention to them.
But how come these things still exist now?
Could it be that she kept them all before?
"really……"
"We have everything."
Gu Nianci looked at the things in front of her, her face full of complicated emotions.
She looked at the urn on the bed again, and after a while she seemed to have made a decision. She lay down on the bed as well, holding my urn, ready to fall asleep.
I was initially shocked, but when I saw this scene, I was speechless.
Are you crazy?
I couldn't help but make a comment.
In the past, I might have been happy, but now... I can only describe it as complicated.
Maybe it's because I really don't love Gu Nianci anymore?
So this situation made me feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
But at that moment, Gu Nianci suddenly murmured, "Xu Ruo..."
Everything tells me that you are my husband.
"But I don't remember anything."
"I don't even remember that there was ever anyone who loved me."
"Because in the past few years, the person I loved was clearly Xu Yan, but he has changed now..."
"If you can hear me."
"Could you please tell me the answer in my dream?"