"Is it okay if I want a divorce?" Song Wanwan said with a smile, her eyes slightly red.
Rong Luchi's eyebrows seemed to be frozen, and he felt a pain in his heart when he saw the bitter smile on her lips.
"I disagree."
"Then how are we going to get along? Every time I think about the day before the wedding, my grandfather died because of your mother's frame-up. I love you, but how am I going to face my deceased grandfather? Tell me."
Song Wanwan's voice was very soft.
She was leaning against the corner of the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, like a hedgehog curled up for self-protection.
The sparkling cat eyes lost all their luster and were only gray.
Her world lost its light from the moment her grandfather passed away and she lost her child.
Rong Luchi was speechless by this question.
Song Wanwan looked at his embarrassed expression and felt a pain in his heart again.
She tilted her head and breathed heavily.
"Wanwan, I know I wasn't thoughtful enough. Can you give me a chance to atone for my sins?" Rong Luchi stepped forward and said in a low voice.
He doesn't want a divorce and won't get a divorce.
Without her, he didn't know what would sustain him in the future.
"Wanwan, I don't ask for your forgiveness. You can hate me or torture me. I have nothing to say. Without you, I have nothing."
Rong Luchi's voice was almost pleading.
He was originally alone, without any feelings or desires.
She walked into his world with light, but he didn't grasp it well. He was willing to bear all her blame and resentment.
The only thing I can't do is lose her.
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