That vixen who seduced the lady deserves to die!
Yang Qingheng stared at the unanswered phone, her lips pursed, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Tang Bainian has always been very punctual, and he usually lets her know in advance if he can't come. This is the first time she's encountered a situation like this. She wonders if something unexpected has happened. Just as she was about to go to his workplace to check on him, she turned around and found that the man had already crossed the road and was standing in front of her.
"I just took over the position and there are too many trivial matters. I'm late," Tang Bainian said apologetically. "Did I take up your time?"
“It’s not a delay. I didn’t have anything planned for this afternoon,” Yang Qingheng shook her head tolerantly, without a hint of complaint. She glanced at the time and said, “Let’s get the process done now before the staff goes home.”
Tang Bainian followed in silence.
Yang Qingheng walked ahead, unaware of his unusual behavior. She found a seat and queued up on her own. She was familiar with the process, having already done it once before, and didn't let Tang Bainian interfere at all.
The staff member looked at her watch countless times, silently calculating the time to leave work. She looked exhausted, and even when Yang Qingheng handed her the documents, she still looked listless and dead fish.
After carefully checking their documents, she subconsciously looked up and saw two enlarged handsome faces. She froze for a second, then stupidly held up a finger: "The marriage office is over there."
"Comrade, we're here to get a divorce." Yang Qingheng looked at her confused expression, a gentle smile appearing in her eyes.
"Oh... Ah?!" The girl instinctively tried to return the documents to them, but when she realized what Yang Qingheng had said, her glasses had slipped down to the tip of her nose, and she hurriedly picked them up.
These days, divorces are rare, and the two handsome men and beautiful women in front of her are a perfect match. She really couldn't believe that such a well-matched couple could get divorced.
Either of these two options, she'd be locked up for life, okay?
The young girl looked at the two people in front of her, swallowed hard, and held out her hand: "Marriage certificate."
“Here.” Yang Qingheng took the certificate out of her bag. In those days, there were no marriage certificates, just an award certificate with their names printed on it, without even a photo.
There was only one ticket for the couple, and she put it in her bag last night in case Tang Bainian forgot to take it.
"Why are you getting a divorce?" The girl looked up at the two of them and immediately added, "It's part of the process."
It's not that she's being gossipy.
Tang Bainian hesitated and remained silent for a long time, unable to come up with a reason.
Then it's not that he wants a divorce.
The girl was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Qingheng, silently thinking to herself, "It's really not that I'm being nosy."
"Our relationship has broken down, and I don't like him anymore. Is that okay?" Yang Qingheng asked calmly, her words as casual as eating or drinking.
Although Tang Bainian had known for a long time that she had never had any feelings for him, his heart still couldn't help but clench, and he felt as if he couldn't breathe.
When she didn't hear a reply from the person next to her, Yang Qingheng turned her head to look.
Tang Bainian remained silent for a moment, then lowered his head to conceal his embarrassment, his voice so low it was almost inaudible, yet somehow it gave the impression that he had used up all his strength: "Yes."
Yang Qingheng couldn't see his expression, but the girl sitting in the chair could. The man's eyes were red, his eye sockets were deep, and his dark eyes were trying hard to suppress his emotions, which made her feel even sadder.
She pursed her lips, unable to bear it any longer. For the first time, she felt an overwhelming urge to reconcile them. Hesitantly, she looked at Yang Qingheng and said, "Looking at these documents, you've been married for over five years. Couples often quarrel and then make up. Why don't you reconsider? Calm down and think things through before you come back."
His words were like a sudden burst of fireworks in the darkness. Tang Bainian's heart, which had sunk to the bottom, rose again. His hands clenched in his sleeves, and the bluish-purple veins on the back of his hands throbbed nervously.
“We’ve already thought this through, little sister. You don’t need to try to persuade us. Let’s just follow the procedures,” Yang Qingheng shook her head.
The most painful thing is to finally see hope, only to be plunged into darkness the next second.
Tang Bainian felt like he couldn't breathe anymore; a dense, throbbing pain spread from his heart throughout his body.
For the first time in my life, I tasted the bitterness of cowardice.
He wanted to escape like a coward, but he also wanted to firmly grasp her shoulders and say, "Yang Qingheng, I like you."
But he couldn't.
Tang Bainian knew better than anyone that if he said those words, all the lies he had told Yang Qingheng over the years would be exposed, and all his shady thoughts would be revealed to her. He might not even be able to keep his friendship with her.
At this moment, Tang Bainian was both extremely rational and extremely emotional.
When Yang Qingheng looked for his opinion, he could only nod stiffly like a puppet.
The girl didn't expect that her words would not soften Yang Qingheng at all, but instead backfired. She felt even more guilty towards Tang Bainian, silently completed the divorce procedures, and handed the documents to Yang Qingheng.
The printer's hissing sound seemed amplified infinitely. Tang Bainian almost numbly accepted the certificate Yang Qingheng handed him and followed her outside blankly.
"It's not time to get off work yet. I have to go back for a meeting. Do you want me to give you a ride?" Yang Qingheng turned to look at Tang Bainian. She was on her way to the company and happened to pass by his home.
Tang Bainian shook his head, not even looking her in the eye, and turned to walk away down the street: "No need, I have some things to take care of at work, you can go ahead."
His voice was tense, and his usually gentle voice had a hint of indifference.
Even the driver next to her noticed, but Yang Qingheng, unusually, didn't care. She opened the car door and got in, saying, "Let's drive."
The sound of wheels crushing the ground grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared, taking away all of Tang Bainian's strength.
He almost fell heavily into the narrow corner of the wall, all his emotions gushing out like a surging river, engulfing him and robbing him of his breath.
He firmly believed that as long as Song Hengjue and Yang Qingheng's relationship remained the same, his marriage with Yang Qingheng would not end. However, Yang Qingheng's "I don't like it" statement at the Civil Affairs Bureau cruelly and coldly shattered all his self-deception.
The issue between him and Yang Qingheng has never been about Song Hengjue, nor is it a matter of time.
Yang Qingheng will not like him. She didn't like him before, and she won't like him in the future.
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