Now, when I think back to every picture of ten years ago, it is still as clear as if it happened yesterday.

Ten years on, she has never forgotten.

It's like never forgetting Xiang Ang, and he can't forget all he has, bit by bit.

The winter when I first met him.

And the summer that I married her.

Every night with him closing his eyes and opening his eyes together in the morning.

It's vivid, as if it were yesterday.

Xiang Ang...... Xiang Ang......"

This man whose name was engraved in her heart, imprinted in her life.

……

This moment, undoubtedly.

Xiao Yezi's world collapsed.

When Xiao Yezi regained consciousness, he no longer had the feeling of being unable to breathe.

It's just that the pain in my heart has not faded away at all.

When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Yezi found himself in a familiar place.

It was her and Xiang Ang's bedroom.

In other words, after she and Xiang Ang got married, the unit assigned Xiang Ang a dormitory.

Two bedrooms and one living room, more than sixty square meters, one is the bedroom for her and Xiang Ang, and the other is Xiang Ang's study, because of the nature of Xiang Ang's work, Xiao Yezi has lived in for half a year and has not entered Xiang Ang's study once.

In addition to being taboo, she was more afraid that Xiang Ang would not like it.

There is also a photo of her and Xiang Ang on the bedside table, this is the only photo of her and Xiang Ang, it is the photo on the marriage certificate, when she was in the photo studio, she specially asked the boss to enlarge it, and then bought a photo frame to put it in, when she moved in, she specially took it out and put it on the bedside table.

The quilt on the bed was red, and it was one of the dowries she had bought for herself with her savings before she got married.

Later, when he moved here, Xiang Ang brought it from his hometown together.

At the beginning, she abandoned everything and married Xiang Ang desperately, how happy she was when she lived here, but how heartbreaking it hurt when she moved away.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Xiao Yezi looked at the sound, and as soon as she raised her head, Xiang Ang's figure suddenly fell into her eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Xiang Ang stood at the door in a gray overalls, he was a self-disciplined person, and he would never allow his dress to be sloppy.

But now, his hair, unexpectedly a little messy.

The hem of the clothes is also a little crumpled.

He pinched the two thin sheets of paper in his hand with his palms tight, and looked at Xiao Yezi, who was slightly pale on the bed, he walked over and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Are you sick?"

While asking, Xiang Ang raised his hand and probed Xiao Yezi's forehead.

Xiao Yezi stared at Xiang Ang tightly, and he was not even willing to blink his eyes.

She's back.

She actually came back.

The temperature of his palm on her forehead was not fake.

Xiao Yezi shook his head lightly, pushed away Xiang Ang's slightly hot palm, and his gaze inadvertently fell on his other hand.

As if subconsciously trying to hide away from her, Xiang Ang's hand holding the thing was slightly hidden behind him.

Xiao Yezi's heart throbbed slightly.

She knew what he was holding in his hand.

It is a divorce settlement.

She returned to the day she divorced Xiang Ang.

returned to the morning when Xiang Ang filed for divorce with her.

"Tired?"

In Xiang Ang's memory, today should be the first time that Xiao Yezi was so quiet in front of him.

From knowing Xiao Yezi to getting married, Xiao Yezi has always been a very lively and cheerful girl in his impression, as if she is very happy all the time.