In the eighth year since Fu Huaisheng and I went from campus to the wedding altar, he got tired of me.
The afternoon I received the divorce papers, he was playing golf with a girl he had met just two days earlier.
This time, I didn’t make a scene. I quietly signed the papers and took off my ring.
Then I bought a ticket on the next flight out of S City.
His friends started betting on whether I would come crawling back to make up with him again.
Fu Huaisheng just laughed, unconcerned.
“Of course she will. Where else could she go without me?”
But a whole month passed, and he still hadn’t heard a word from me.
At last, Fu Huaisheng couldn’t sit still and called me.
As soon as the call connected, a man’s voice came from the other end.
“Food delivery?”
Mistaken for a deliveryman, Fu Huaisheng was so furious he nearly crushed his phone.
“Who are you? I’m looking for Xia Xiaoli. Put her on the phone.”
Gu Ruohan gave a mocking laugh.
“She can’t come to the phone. She cried all night in my arms yesterday, and she’s still asleep.”
