After taking care of my father's funeral, I returned home.
I saw a divorce agreement on the dining table.
When my wife, Yang Mengyao, saw me come in, she said anxiously,
“You're just in time. Sign the divorce agreement.”
“Shaoyu just got dumped. Let's pretend to divorce for a few days to cheer him up.”
When I didn't move, Yang Mengyao impatiently urged me on.
“This is just for show. There's a thirty-day cooling-off period, and we can cancel it then.”
This was the tenth time she'd brought up divorce because of Gu Shaoyu.
Unlike before, I didn't argue with her. I calmly signed the divorce agreement.
This time, I had no intention of staying with her.
