In the air, there was still her smell, Su Nanqing stood indifferently in the room, motionless, and the whole person was filled with a trace of powerless sadness.

Yes...... Sure enough, stay away from her. He thought,

As soon as he returned to the place where she was, all the pain came to him as if it were turning upside down, almost making him breathless.

He grabbed the car keys violently, opened the door of the room, and stood in the hallway, he took a long breath to the sky, put away all his expressions, and made a expressionless appearance, as if in this way, he was invincible,

When I went downstairs, there was a sound of stir-frying in the kitchen, and when I looked into the kitchen, it was ...... She was wearing an apron and a ponytail, and she was facing away from him, stir-frying in the pot,

He thought, almost sadly,

Wasn't everything in front of him what he had wanted? The man in this memory, as promised, became his wife,

In the past, when he was in college, when he was dating her, he thought that she was so gentle, and she would definitely be a virtuous wife in the future.

Well...... She is.

But

He couldn't forget the day she left.

He couldn't let go,

He couldn't forgive her.

A trace of pain flashed in Su Nanqing's eyes, she turned around and strode towards the door, and just after taking two steps, a gentle voice came from behind her,

"Nanqing,"

Ling Zilan held a plate of dishes, stood at the door of the kitchen, looked at his back, held the dish in her palm and pressed hard, she suddenly felt a sadness in her heart, is he going out again?

"Nanqing, it's time to eat," she said, wanting to keep him like this, even if it was just a meal, she wanted to cherish it, so, Nanqing, don't go.

"No, there is an appointment outside," Su Nanqing paused, only paused for a second, and continued to walk forward without looking back for the next moment.

Ling Zilan's eyes were hot, and she watched his back disappear,

After a while, the sound of the car starting sounded, and then disappeared,

So quiet in the living room,

yes, how can it not be quiet,

In this villa, she's the only one.

Really...... It's so hard to make a meal for you.

She pulled her lips and smiled, and brought the dishes she fried as fast as she could, obviously she was the only one, but she took two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks,

The food was still steaming, his meal was ready for him, the chopsticks were on the side, and the stool was there, but he was the only one.

Ling Zilan picked up the braised eggplant and put it in the bowl opposite, looking at the empty position, she smiled softly, "Come, your favorite food in the past, you said that when you lived with your mother before, she often made it for you,"

"And this one...... This,"

"Is it delicious? Nanqing? You speak......"

Why don't you speak, why aren't you there,

Ling Zilan looked at the empty position opposite, and there was nothing except the slightest hot air coming out of the bowl for her to react.

Somehow, gradually, tears blurred my eyes in an instant, and my vision blurred,

The woman sat at the dining table and slowly choked up,

Why...

Why?

I've cooked a good meal for you, why are you so bland that you have an appointment, it's so cruel, Nanqing, why are you so cruel to me,

Do you know or not?

I'm so tired by myself, I can't hold on anymore, but I love you, I don't want to divorce you, I don't want to leave you,

Whenever someone calls me Mrs. Sue, do you know how happy I am?

Nanqing... Don't treat me like this, my heart is about to die, it hurts, it hurts, it hurt

Nanqing, I love you. I really love you......)