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Ivy was stumped.

She realized that she had spoken out of turn, and even suspected for a second that Lorraine was setting her up.

However, this was quickly disproven.

There is no benefit for Lorraine if she does not get divorced.

Her true identity will only drag down Lorraine.

This female president who was speaking for the first time obviously had no intention of letting them go. In front of her was a thick stack of information. Ivy guessed that it was most likely their personal information.

She was not sure whether the other party had checked the surveillance and entry and exit records of the officers' quarters.

It was still Lorraine who answered the question calmly.

"Yes," Lorraine said, "I've already said that she had anemia yesterday. In order not to affect today's questioning, I let her rest in my dormitory - it's quieter there, so she can get more sleep."

The female president looked down at the record and asked: "Why are you so concerned after the divorce?"

Ivy answered: "His sense of responsibility."

Lorraine said nothing.

The female president has black, neat short hair and the same penetrating eyes. Under this cold gaze, Ivy added: "Lorraine is a very responsible person."

The female president decided: "Then why choose to divorce?"

"Because 'responsible' doesn't have much to do with whether a marriage works, sir," Ivy said quickly. "He's nice, but he's not right for me."

The married man raised a question: "According to the information, after Lorraine became your teacher, according to the regulations, he had to transfer you to another class - he transferred you back to his own class and paid a high fine for it - do you think he did this out of responsibility?"

Ivy was stunned: "What?"

"It's nothing, just a subsidy is missing," Lorraine said. "According to the law, there should be no other relationship between teachers and students. This is my mistake, not hers."

He sat calmly in the chair, facing the interrogation of the crowd calmly, his black spinel-like eyes like the silence buried deep in the ground.

The female president decided to ask in an inquiring tone: "Since you are responsible, why can't you take responsibility for this marriage to the end?"

There was a little cat in Ivy's heart that yelled "stop". She was really afraid that the female president would "awaken" Lorraine's deep-seated sense of responsibility at this time.

What if Lorraine chooses to regret the divorce at this time?

On the surface, this marriage is indeed good for her, but only Ivy clearly realizes that she will be anxious, crazy, and internally consumed by the constant struggle of "wanting but not getting"...

Life is so long, Ivy doesn't want to fall into the trap of love too early.

She looked at Lorraine anxiously and found that the latter was looking at her sideways, as if he was observing her expression.

Ivy's lips were dry again.

"Marriage is not something that can be decided by one person," Lorraine said. "It is difficult to continue relying solely on 'responsibility'."

Ivy said, "Yes, yes, he does make a lot of sense."

The married man rubbed his temples with a headache: "Excuse me, based on your performance so far, it is really difficult for me to find any 'incompatibility' between the two of you. On the contrary, the level of tacit understanding and understanding and tolerance between the two of you are rare in my previous career..."

Ivy asked, "What was your last job?"

The married man said: "Marriage cooling-off period inspector."

Ivy: “…”

"You have ten minutes to rest and chat," the female president announced. "After ten minutes, we will continue."

Ivy was very grateful for the "ten minutes". Without resting, she took Lorraine's hand and pulled him out of the room.

She tried to review her performance, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Finally, the problem was found successfully.

"You shouldn't agree with me so much. You're arguing so hypocritically," Ivy reminded. "Where's your usual arrogant attitude? Where's your arrogant and rude attitude?"

Lorraine said, "As long as you insist on getting a divorce, this review will pass."

Ivy said, "But you were saying yesterday—"

"Because the female president has a grudge against me," Lorraine explained simply, "-why don't you tell me the real reason why you want to divorce me?"

Ivy choked: "...Because you are a nice person, I don't want to attack you in front of outsiders."

"If you don't want to get divorced now, then keep on being uselessly kind," Lorraine said, "and don't forget your goal."

"You too," Ivy said, "Why didn't you tell those people about my shortcomings and the real reason why you wanted to divorce me?"

"Because you are the one who wants a divorce," Lorraine said calmly. He lowered his eyes. The sunlight behind him filled the courtyard, but not a single bit fell on him. He stood in the darkness, his black military uniform like a huge shadow. "I respect your opinion."

Ivy was speechless.

She lowered her head and saw Lorraine's military boots. His combat uniform and military uniform were all uniformly issued to the troops. Except for the military dress uniform he wore that day, his usual clothes were old but very clean, and his boots were polished to a shine.

Old, clean, strict, responsible.

This is Lorraine.

"Does the sole of your foot still hurt?" Lorraine said. "Yesterday you kept saying it was rubbed and it was very uncomfortable."

Ivy said, "It's all right now."

After all, she also runs every day, and the soles of her feet are much stronger than those of Little Coconut, not so fragile, and will not be injured for several days by a cup of tea.

In return, she also asked: "You said that the female president has a grudge against you, what is it——"

Before he could finish his words, he heard the beeping sound of a timer.

The time has come.

Lorraine and Ivy returned to the conference room.

With Lorraine's reminder, Ivy spoke much more carefully this time and was a little more frank.

She still didn't want to say bad things about Lorraine in front of these people, nor did she want to reveal too many secrets, so she chose something that was not so exaggerated.

"Lorraine only cares about his career," Ivy said seriously. "To him, his wife is not even as trustworthy as his subordinates. Oh, I'm not complaining. There are definitely people who like workaholics, but workaholics are not my preference in choosing a partner."

Lorraine's lips moved, then she pursed them tightly.

Ivy felt like he looked like he wanted to say something, but she suppressed it.

She continued, "There is indeed a generation gap in thinking between us. It is difficult to give you an example to explain it. I can only say that I was not careful enough about marriage at the beginning. This is my fault..."

When a married man sees a divorced couple pointing out each other's shortcomings for the first time, he will choose to reflect on his own mistakes first.

He didn't even think they should get divorced—they should get married right there! Get married! Get married!!!

His professional training made it difficult for him to write down the words "relationship broken, marriage cannot continue" on paper. After writing down the word "relationship", he couldn't help but ask Ivy with a knot in his eyes: "Are you really not considering it anymore?"

"No," Ivy thought for a moment and said, "Of course, I am grateful for Lorraine's care during this time. As a husband, he has indeed fulfilled his duties perfectly. Maybe I am too greedy and don't want to play the role of an obedient child forever in this marriage... Well, sometimes I feel that Admiral Lorraine may not regard me as his wife, but as his child, his descendant, his pet."

Ivy actually euphemized this statement.

She wanted to say -

Lorraine seemed to treat her as a slave, as a possession, an obedient kitten, a beautiful doll that had no ability to think and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

His mate selection form was so brief that it was obvious that he had no intention of committing any emotional effort from the beginning.

"Of course," Ivy said, "Since you've asked for a divorce, I must have a lot of bad things going for me."

Having said this, she looked at Lorraine.

Lorraine, who was always arrogant, just said calmly: "Don't underestimate yourself."

The married man looked at Lorraine expectantly, hoping that he could say something, preferably explain the misunderstanding... In this way, maybe he could win Ivy's heart, and they could also watch a beautiful reunion drama in this work...

no.

Lorraine didn't explain.

The female president looked at Lorraine coldly: "I know you are a pervert."

The words were spoken in German, and Ivy noticed that she used the honorific "Sie," not "du."

The other two people's inquiry records were summarized by the female president, who read them word by word and read them out.

"According to the current interrogation, the two still have certain feelings for each other and are an extremely rare 100% perfectly matched couple -" she said, "However, Ms. Ivy's attitude towards dissolving the marriage is very firm and decisive, without any hesitation."

Ivy was dreading another "but".

"Based on the Freedom of Marriage Law previously passed by the government," the female president said, "we need to fully respect the opinions of the parties involved. Therefore, your divorce is still legal and compliant."

"However," the female president suddenly changed the subject, "the reasons for your divorce are contradictory and inconsistent in many aspects. Considering that you both came back from the wasteland, you may not be in good condition. We will discuss it with you again in two months or within six months. We hope that next time, you can answer honestly. If you lie again, we will doubt your motives for divorce."

Ivy didn't understand: "What motive could we have?"

"It's hard to say," the female president decided. "Please believe us. The government is just trying to protect your rights as much as possible."

The tense divorce review ended here.

Good news: I have managed to leave for now;

Bad news: there will be further review.

…

Ivy had never imagined that a divorce would be so full of twists and turns, but Lorraine calmly answered her questions.

First, Lorraine is a soldier with a special status and great power. His family and relatives will have certain restrictions on their employment, such as not being able to engage in business or engage in some highly profitable industries. The mixture of military, politics and business is prone to corruption.

Some people will choose "fake divorce" to make a profit secretly.

Secondly, the human fertility rate continues to decline. Divorce review is not necessarily to "save as many couples as possible", but to learn more lessons from failures. All data will be instilled into the new round of "mate matching" to strive to ensure that every marriage based on a high degree of matching can last from beginning to end.

Ivy asked: "Have any couples who were matched based on mate selection ever divorced?"

"Of course we do," said Lorraine. "Don't we?"

Ivy took a few quick steps and caught up with him: "...Of course not us, I mean, are there other couples?"

"No," said Lorraine, "just us."

Ivy thought.

Well, in a way, they are unique.

At this point, Lorraine called her name: "Ivy."

Ivy said, "What?"

"Although I sometimes ask you to call me daddy, master, teacher," Lorraine said coldly, "but that doesn't mean it's true, do you understand? I said that fantasy should be separated from reality. This doesn't mean that I want you to be my daughter, slave, or student."

He mentioned the reasons Ivy had given for the divorce.

Ivy pointed out sharply: "The latter one has already been one, and it is obvious that you enjoy this sense of immorality. You even sometimes ask me to be louder by biting my neck and fanning my mushrooms."

Lorraine's first reaction was to look around to see if there was anyone else.

After making sure it was safe, he lowered his voice and responded, "Because you can't bear it. Every time I can't enter all the way, you feel tired when I only enter halfway, and you feel uncomfortable after a long time. In order to go faster, I can only rely on your voice to give me enough psychological satisfaction, so that... you know."

"You also admit that this gives you psychological satisfaction?"

"I have never denied this," Lorraine looked at Ivy solemnly, "We are very compatible, Ivy, whether in class or elsewhere."

"I don't like the way you talk," Ivy said. "Your tone is like saying, 'Divorcing me is your biggest mistake.' I don't like your condescending attitude. I don't like your arrogance and rudeness. I don't like your dictatorship. I don't like the way you seem to be sure of success in everything."

"If you had addressed those people with that attitude from the beginning, they might have ended their review sooner," Loring said.

"Because I don't want you to embarrass yourself in front of so many people," Ivy shouted, "Is it hard to understand? Because I know you are arrogant, I know you are proud, have high self-esteem, and you care about your reputation very much - so I won't say bad things about you in front of other people. I know you are not a bad person at heart - ahhhhh!!!"

She screamed, feeling extremely upset: "You are such a nuisance! Why should I still speak well of you at this point? You are such a nuisance, such a nuisance!"

Lorraine looked at her.

Ivy dressed very simply, and this outfit made her look like a student. Her emotional fluctuations were also like those of a student, and she expressed her love, hate, and grudges directly.

He couldn't fully understand every emotional change of Ivy.

There is a big difference in the growth environment of the two people. Before the age of fourteen, Lorraine's world was almost entirely filled with bad people, but after the age of fourteen, the people he came into contact with were all friendly (even if only superficial).

Ivy is not.

The gap in age and education slowly widened the gap between the two. Lorraine could see her emotions and what she was thinking, but could not fully understand.

"Admit it," Ivy said, putting down her hand, "you must think that my divorce from you is 'childish' and irrational, just like now, you can't fully understand me."

Lorraine said: "No one in the world can fully understand another person. It's too boring to see through everything."

This is tantamount to a disguised recognition.

For the first time, Ivy felt that the nine-year age gap was so scary.

Lorraine looked at her like an adult looking at a child, a teacher looking at a student, or a senior looking at a newcomer.

Rich experience, vast knowledge, ample experience, excellent skills, outstanding fighting skills, first-class ability to deal with things... these are the reasons why Ivy is deeply fascinated, but they are also a dimensionality reduction blow.

But paradoxically, she doesn't want to be a small follower forever.

He certainly would not be angry with Ivy because of her "bad temper", but wasn't this kind of tolerant treatment a kind of condescension?

Ultimately, it’s because we don’t care enough.

Just like now, Lorraine sighed softly: "Why are you sad again while we are chatting?"

Ivy tightened her face, trying to make herself look more fierce.

"Our marriage is not without emotion," Lorraine said slowly, looking at Ivy's serious, tense, angry face, her eyes looked like she was about to cry, he said, "I admire you very much."

"...I know," Ivy said, "You must appreciate me. You've said it many times."

"It's not just appreciation," Lorraine said restrainedly, "it's not without emotion."

As he said these words, the hands hanging by his sides did not relax, but slowly clenched, then unclenched, and continued to maintain this indifferent state.

"I know that," Ivy said. "There must be emotion, but... it's too weak."

Ivy could feel that Lorraine liked her a little. After all, although he was so strict, he had praised her and commended her in different positions more than once.

How could he not like her?

But this little bit of love is too small.

So small that it is not worth mentioning.

I just like you, not deeply in love with you.

This is the source of Ivy's reluctance.

--If he had been completely cold-blooded and had never expressed any preference, she might have ended it all with him early and cleanly.

But no.

His love was not rich enough to make her feel safe, not enough to allow her to stay, exchange, and give without worry; nor was it cold enough to make her make up her mind to pack up and run away as soon as possible.

Just the right amount, just the right amount of food every day. It can turn a brave warrior into a weak canary in a cage. It can make a person lose his fighting spirit and become a boiling frog in warm water.

It's not fair. It's totally not fair.

"You said we are compatible, and we are indeed compatible in some areas," Ivy said, "but you should have also discovered those contradictions. If I were an ordinary human and you didn't raise those android slaves, maybe we could continue to get along and get what we need. However, it is obvious that there are too many contradictions between us, and our good feelings for each other are not enough to offset them."

Lorraine said, "Not enough?"

"Well," Ivy continued to nod, "Not enough. I admit that I do have a good impression of you. You just asked me why I was so sad, and it was because of this. Although I can point out many of your shortcomings, such as arrogance and disrespect... I still have a good impression of you, Teacher Lorraine."

Lorraine stood straight.

He said, "This is the first time you've told me this."

"Yes," Ivy said, "because I have self-esteem too. Although you may be used to trampling on other people's self-esteem because of your position - oh, of course, I'm not blaming you, I also feel that many times, you are 'soft on me', thank you."

Lorraine raised his hand and slowly put it down.

He didn't force himself to touch Ivy. "You don't understand why I chose to divorce," Ivy said, "After all, this marriage seems to be perfect, a 100% match, whether in terms of genes or requirements. Some people may even say that I am 'marrying above my station'. Well... although it sounds bad, I seem to be the beneficiary, so you are so surprised..."

She sniffed hard, honestly.

"That would be fine if I hadn't developed feelings for you," Ivy said, "but I like you more than I expected."

Lorraine didn't move.

"…It was at the base," Ivy admitted, "when you were teaching us, I, as a student, developed a crush on my teacher. Of course, I knew that at that time, our marriage had not ended yet, and my crush was wrong, and could even be considered mentally unfaithful…"

"You had already written me a divorce petition by then," Lorraine said. "It doesn't count."

"You are so generous today that you seem to be... possessed?" Ivy was surprised and swallowed the word "Yu Mo". She didn't want the topic to go off track, so she told Lorraine her thoughts with all her heart. "As you can see, when I asked you for your contact information, I actually did a lot of mental preparation and mustered up the courage to run over."

Lorraine said nothing.

He seemed to see Ivy again, standing on the road in sweat and anxiety. She was so nervous that her breathing was unstable and she asked for contact information hesitantly.

The sun was shining brightly that day, giving her cheeks a layer of beautiful, fresh down. She was sweating a lot, but she looked very clean, like a peach.

"After that, I even regretted writing that divorce application, because after I found out you were my husband, I was actually a little happy, but also a little scared," Ivy said, "Our first marriage started very hastily, and I also realized that you didn't care about marriage, including your wife... In the dark area, you and I made love, and I was actually a little scared, but I just pretended to be so calm on purpose, I don't know if you noticed; at that time, I wasn't sad, because you were very skilled, except for the pain when you first hit me, the rest was very happy - the next day, I thought our relationship had taken a step closer, but you told me coldly that I couldn't talk nonsense, even in front of you."

"To be honest, I was very sad at that time, but I was able to convince myself quickly because you are upright and loyal to humanity."

"Later, you saved me."

"When I was suspected of murdering a soldier, Robert took me away for interrogation and locked me up in the police station. He also tried to trick me into confessing. It was you who came down from nowhere in a military uniform, took me to the car, comforted me, and gave me food. In the military interrogation room, Tsiri did not torture me, and it was also with your help," Ivy said. "Now that I think about it, that was probably the moment when I liked you the most. There has never been a second like that since then."

"Most?" Lorraine said. "Most favorite?"

"Well," Ivy looked at him with her dark eyes and said seriously, "Then, the interrogation was over, and I accepted your private interrogation again."

"I realized at that time that this marriage was wrong."

"My liking was a mistake."