"I want it, you keep it. If I leave, you still have to get married. If you get married, you can give birth to a child right away, and you will have plenty of money to spend at that time." Liu Yan hesitated and refused.

"You want me to find another woman?" Fu Liren's face looked a little too good.

Liu Yan smiled bitterly, "We are about to get divorced. It has nothing to do with me whether you look for someone or not. But if you want to find someone, your mother will definitely agree. You should find someone as soon as possible according to her wishes. Give her a grandson, and everything will be perfect."

"What about you? Do you want to find me again?"

Fu Liren stared at Liu Yan, his eyes seeming to want to see through her heart.

"Did I tell you? After the divorce, we will have nothing to do with each other. I will stay away from you and everything about you will have nothing to do with me."

Liu Yan kept avoiding the main point and kept saying that they had nothing to do with each other in the future, and was willing to answer Fu Liren's questions directly.

"What about you? Will you look for her again?" Fu Liren gave up and turned the question to Liu Yan.

Liu Yan curled her lips, "I can't have children, and I'll be rejected by others if I find one. I'm also a masochist. I'll be abused by this family and then by another family. I've had enough of that kind of life. I just want to live freely by myself."

Fu Liren nodded, "Okay, I understand."

He moved closer to Liu Yan again and stuffed the deposit slip into her mouth.

"Take it. I'll be by your side in the future. You don't have a job, so how are you going to live without some money?"

"I don't want it. You've raised me for so many years, and I haven't earned a penny. How can I have the nerve to take so much money from you? I already have more than a dollar on me, which is enough."

“Although you don’t have a job, you are responsible for the preparation of three meals a day and the washing and cleaning at home.

What's the difference between this and work? When I raised you, you also took good care of me. This little money is your reward for taking care of me for so many years."

Liu Yan thought this reason was a bit far-fetched, but she was still reluctant to accept it. The two of them were pushing and shoving each other back and forth, and as they were doing so, Fu Liren suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged Liu Yan in his arms.

Liu Yan was completely frozen, even her breathing stopped.

After a while, Fu Li let her go, stuffed the deposit slip into her arms, then suddenly opened the door and left quickly.

Liu Yan stood there in a daze for a long time holding the deposit slip, and finally tears flowed down her cheeks.

The next day, Fu Liren came with a certificate of divorce.

Liu Yan silently stood up and followed Fu Liren downstairs. Both of them remained silent along the way.

When we arrived at the Civil Affairs Department, there were couples waiting to get married, their faces were filled with happy smiles.

There was a moving gleam in her eyes, the joy and longing for the upcoming married life.

The divorce window was deserted, with only the two of them.

After asking a few routine questions, the staff issued them a divorce certificate.

Both of them walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau in a daze.

Still no one spoke until they reached the door of the guesthouse, then Fu Liren asked Liu Yan in a hoarse voice.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's go back to our hometown first."

Ever since she married Fu Liren, she stayed with him on this plateau. The mountains were high and the roads were long, and there were not many people at home, so she never went back once.

She also didn't know whether her brother had buried her parents properly over the years. She wanted to go back first to bury her parents and then meet her brother again.

"So what will happen in the future? Will you always live in the village?"

Liu Yan raised her head, not daring to look at Fu Liren's face, her eyes looked up to the sky, and she forced a smile.

"Who knows what will happen in the future? Let's take it one step at a time."

She had to face the sun, the sunlight blinded her eyes a little, and something tiny was flickering in the depths of her eyes.

"Will you write to me? Let me know how you are doing."

Liu Yan did not reply to him. They are divorced and they will have their own lives in the future.

He will remarry and start a family with another woman. What if she still writes to him? Would that make her the third party who destroys someone else's marriage?

Forget it, forget it, let’s not contact each other again.

"I'm going up, you should go back to work too."

Liu Yan was about to go upstairs after she finished speaking, but Fu Liren stopped her again.

"When are you leaving? I'll see you off."

Liu Yan turned around and was unexpectedly met with Fu Liren's eyes.

His eyes had already turned red.

Liu Yan's heart started beating wildly and she quickly turned her head away, pretending not to see it.

"Tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll come and pick you up tomorrow."

Liu Yan didn't say anything else. She stood for a moment and then walked upstairs.

Fu Liren stood there for a long time before slowly turning around and leaving.

Liu Yan had a hard time with him these years, so he should give her some freedom.

He regards every day after Liu Yan leaves as a punishment for me. He will remain single until I regret it and beg her to come back.

Liu Yan stood in front of the window on the third floor, watching Fu Liren's back as he left. He was hunched over with his head lowered, looking a bit like a soldier, completely different from his usual tall and straight self.

On the wedding day, she thought she was tied to this man from then on, vowing to grow old with him, sharing life and death.

But I never thought that in just a few years we would become two unrelated people.

From now on, they will no longer have each other in their lives. From now on, she will have to get used to the life without him, and then forget him little by little.

She stood in front of the window, watching Fu Liren walk away. Only after he disappeared and could no longer be seen did she turn around and sit down on the bed.

After sitting for a while, she suddenly stood up and went downstairs carrying her suitcase.

She wanted to see him sad again, because she also wanted to make herself sad again.

She wanted to leave, and leave now, and she didn't want him to see her off. She came alone, and when she left, she should leave alone.