Liu Zhao dreamed of his grandmother again.

The grandmother in the dream is still so elegant, she sits under the begonia tree in the old house, the spring sun shines on her hair that is always meticulously combed, and her silver hair is shining.

Just when Liu Zhao wanted to fall into his grandmother's arms and be coquettish like when he was a child, his grandmother suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed her anxiously. Grandma no longer smiled at her, but just waved her hand to signal her to hurry up.

"Ah~~~!" Liu Zhao opened his eyes abruptly and woke up from his dream. Stretched out his hand, touched the tears on his face, and thought to himself: What's the matter, I always dream about my grandmother who has passed away for two years recently?

She turned her head to look to the side, and her husband, who was supposed to be sleeping, was no longer around. Because she takes care of her mother-in-law who is paralyzed in bed all the year round, she has developed a habit of listening to the movements in the bedroom next to her from time to time in the middle of the night. She listened intently for a while, and there was nothing unusual in her mother-in-law's room, but her ears caught her husband's low voice in the living room.

"Honey, don't be angry, will I accompany you tomorrow? Well......, of course I miss you......, don't talk nonsense, I haven't touched her ......, of course, go to sleep, baby, see you tomorrow, hehe......, you little goblin! The intermittent lewd low laughter reached Liu Zhao's ears, and she covered her heart with her hand suddenly, there, it hurt!

Grandma, did you wake me up from a dream just so that I could see how my husband flirted with other women?

Hearing Meng Dahe's footsteps gently walking towards their bedroom, Liu Zhao closed her eyes in pain, she was still asleep, innocently thinking, maybe this is also a dream, right?

Meng Dahe lay silently on the bed, listening to his wife's even breathing. Thinking back to the words seduced by the woman on the other side of the phone just now, he couldn't help the heat in his body, and his hand reached out to Liu Zhao's body.

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao......" The sound of heavy breathing was accompanied by a call full of desire, Meng Dahe lifted the quilt covering Liu Zhao's body, and he roughly held Liu Zhao in his arms.

In the dark, the cold eyes opened, and Liu Zhao remembered countless late nights, how she was woken up by Meng Dahe, and then she used her tired body for a day, bearing his desire without any love.

Suddenly feeling that all this was so disgusting, Liu Zhao pushed away Meng Dahe's body that had been covered on her body, she tidied up her pajamas, got out of bed quickly, rushed into the bathroom, and vomited on the toilet.

On the sink, after Liu Zhao washed up, he looked at the strange self in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror has long messy hair, a pale and emaciated face, and her big eyes, once black and white, are now filled with deep sadness. She stretched out her hands, the hands that had never touched the spring water with ten fingers, but now they were distinct, and their palms were covered with calluses.

She was still a delicate girl who was pampered by her grandmother three years ago, and today, she has completely become a servant of their Meng family. With tears in her eyes, she looked at the image in the mirror, this woman who didn't even want to take a look at herself, was she still the beautiful school girl who was once sought after by everyone on the campus of T University?

Thinking of her grandmother's deathbed, holding her already rough hand, looking at her eyes reluctantly, and her eyes that were difficult to close because she was not at ease, her heart was like a knife.

"Bang~~~!" The door of the bathroom was pushed open by Meng Dahe, and he looked at Liu Zhao's emaciated back with a dissatisfied expression, "What's the matter with you?" Why did I wait for you for so long? As he spoke, he reached out to take his wife's hand.

"Meng Dahe, don't touch me!" Liu Zhao knocked off the opponent's hand in disgust, and his body moved back desperately, trying to keep the greatest distance from him.

"Xiao Zhao, what illness are you guilty of? Don't sleep in the middle of the night, get up and look in the mirror? Meng Dahe looked impatiently at his wife's pale cheeks in the light, a face that had once fascinated him, but now he was out of interest.

"I want to ask you, who do you get up to talk to on the phone when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" Liu Zhao asked sharply. In front of him, she had never been so sharp-tongued.

"What do you say? I don't understand......? Panicked, passing Meng Dahe's narrow eyes, he pursed his thin lips, knowing that the phone call just now was heard by his wife. Soon, he regained his composure, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a sneer, "Just now I was talking to a customer in the United States about work, what are you doing suspiciously?" ”

"Meng Dahe, although I don't go out to work all the time, I can still understand English and Chinese! Don't you think it's too much of a deception when you say that? Looking at Meng Dahe's expression without any remorse, she felt that it was really a big joke to pay for so many years after marriage.

As she spoke, she pushed away Meng Dahe, who was blocking the door, and walked out of the bathroom. She didn't want to be under the same roof with this man for a moment.

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" There was an intermittent coughing sound in the mother-in-law's room, and then an old call sounded: "Liu Zhao, are you deaf?" Pour me a glass of water, ahem......!" ”

"Mom is thirsty, didn't you hear?" Meng Dahe saw Liu Zhao walking straight to the living room, deaf to his mother's call, but he followed closely behind her and reminded.

Liu Zhao turned on the light in the living room, walked to the closet, took out his cashmere coat from it, draped it on his body, and sat silently on the sofa.

"Meng Dahe, let's get a divorce!" She said calmly. She was tired of it and worked tirelessly to take care of her paralyzed mother-in-law; She was tired of it, and accepted her husband as a matter of course; I'm also tired of all the life that revolves around this old-fashioned unit of less than 70 square meters.

"What are you kidding? What else do you have besides a college diploma? What can you do without me? Meng Dahe looked at Liu Zhaoduan sitting on the sofa in surprise, how long has it been, she hasn't looked up at him with such a straight chest, and talked to him confidently? Where did that subservient vassal go?

"Liu Zhao, are you dead? I've been calling you for so long, why can't you come back? I didn't let you be Mrs. Kuo by the Meng family! In the master bedroom, I remembered Mrs. Meng's caustic shouts.

Liu Zhao listened numbly to the old woman's clamour, she had to listen to this kind of words several times a day, once she heard it once, she would feel very guilty, but now, she was indifferent to this voice.

Looking at the unit where she had lived for three years, she stood up without any nostalgia. Ignoring Meng Dahe's already angry face, she walked to her bedroom and found her ID card in the drawer, as well as the marriage certificate with her name printed on it, and put it in her coat pocket.

A bunch of keys were found in the drawer of the dresser, and she removed all the keys that belonged to the Meng family, only keeping the key to her grandmother's old house, put it in her pocket, and turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

"Meng Dahe, although I haven't gone out to work since I got married, I have always taken care of your mother and served you unconditionally. I will never owe you the Meng family! Today, we're clear! The cold voice sounded slowly in the middle of the night, and Meng Dahe felt the unprecedented cold.

"Liu Zhao, you will die! Tell you, don't knock on my Meng family's door when you regret it! Meng Dahe yelled angrily, he didn't understand, how could such a thing as divorce be brought up by Liu Zhao? How could she? How dare she?

"Meng Dahe, see you at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock in the morning on Monday!" After speaking, Liu Zhao walked out of this home without looking back, the family she married in three years ago with infinite longing.