Since the meal was cooked, there was no reason for her not to eat.
After all, he had eaten a lot of meals cooked by her in the past, so it was only right for him to have a ready-made meal now.
Qu Mingjun made pork ribs and lotus root soup, and also stir-fried some Chinese cabbage. The staple food was pancakes.
This was the first time Qiu Xia ate the meal he cooked. She had heard from her parents-in-law that he could always cook, but he was just too lazy to cook for her and didn't want to.
The two of them sat on either side of the dining table, neither of them speaking except for the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding.
It was Qu Mingjun who, after a moment's hesitation, broke the silence: "Qiu Xia, I know that marrying me has caused you a lot of injustice. I may need some time to convince myself to accept this marriage. What happened between us really has nothing to do with Comrade Zhao Xueman. I hope you can be more rational next time you see her and not vent your anger on her for no reason."
After hearing this, Qiu Xia put down her chopsticks and said, "Qu Mingjun, let's get a divorce!"
"What did you say?" Qu Mingjun's body stiffened, suspecting that he had misheard.
"I said we should get a divorce. I am willing to let you go and let myself go. We should get a divorce." Qiu Xia repeated it calmly, but her heart felt like it was on the edge of a knife.
How can you let go of your feelings completely? But she felt so tired!
After four years, Qu Mingjun finally heard the words he had been waiting for for so long, but why didn't he feel the relief he had imagined?
On the contrary, the string in his heart that was stretched to the point of breaking was making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Qiu Xia, Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Since Comrade Zhao Xueman gave us tickets to the art performance, why don't we go and see it together?"
Qiu Xia was confused by what he meant. Wasn't he hoping she'd initiate the divorce? Now that she'd brought it up, why was he changing the subject?
She originally wanted to refuse to accompany him to the show, but watching a show can also give you a glimpse into the world, so she had no reason to refuse.
She now wants to take advantage of the opportunity of being the battalion commander's wife to learn more knowledge and gain more experience. Maybe one day she can change her destiny?
So she agreed anyway.
On the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two of them took a rickshaw to the Cultural Palace.
As soon as I got off the bus, I ran into an acquaintance at the entrance of the Cultural Palace.
"Captain Qu, this is my sister-in-law, right? She's so beautiful!"
It was the first time that Qu Mingjun heard someone praising Qiu Xia from someone else. He looked at Qiu Xia beside him somewhat at a loss.
The warm street light shone on her face, casting a soft glow on her small and delicate face.
Qiu Xia's facial features are not the bright and flamboyant type, but they are the type that become more comfortable the more you look at them, and her smile exudes a quiet temperament.
She didn’t like to dress up before, like a pearl covered in dust. But now, after a little dressing up, her brilliance can no longer be concealed.
"Come in." Qu Mingjun tried to pull her along to check the tickets, but she avoided him without leaving a trace.
He sighed somewhat dejectedly, and the two of them walked into the performance hall of the Cultural Palace side by side.
After we took our seats according to the ticket, the show started in a few minutes.
Qiu Xia watched the performance intently, all her emotions were taken up in the show, and she didn't notice that the man next to her was always looking at her unconsciously.
In the second half of the show, Zhao Xueman's violin solo opened the show.
Under the spotlight, as the soft and soothing piano music rang out, she was dressed in a white dress, elegant yet lively, pure and noble.
Her focused and gentle gaze was fixed on a certain spot in the audience. Qiu Xia turned her head to look at the man next to her, and he was indeed looking affectionately at Zhao Xueman on the stage.
The two of them seemed to have already wandered into a world without being disturbed by others, following the melody of the music. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes.
Qiu Xia felt a dull pain in her heart and smiled bitterly to herself. She thought he brought her to the show to salvage something, but it turned out to be to make her give up completely.
"Hey, what's that smell? It feels like something is burnt." Zhao Xueman's immersive performance was interrupted by the restlessness in the audience.
Suddenly, a scream came from the backstage of the performance hall: "Something happened, there was a fire..." This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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