Three years ago, Su Wan knelt down on a rainy night and grabbed Lu Jinyan's trousers.
Her mother's life-saving money crushed her last trace of dignity.
"Marriage, three years, two settlements upon expiration." The man lowered his head, his eyes clear.
She became the most competent invisible wife of the Lu family - remembering all his allergens, making honey water that was just 70% sweet when he was drunk, but never expecting him to look back for a second time.
What he gave her was the punctual monthly transfer, the female star's "work needs" when she took his arm and made headlines, and the second teacup in the study that was always gathering dust.
On the 603rd day, Su Wan found the design draft of the International Gold Award that he had lost for many years in "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in his study.
She finally decided not to ask any more questions - there were only three months left, and she wanted to leave cleanly.
On the night of moving out, Lu Jinyan found a yellowed medical certificate in the pocket of her old coat.
The date is three years ago. The week before she signed the deal.
Diagnosed: early gastric cancer.
He rummaged through the entire empty house like crazy, and finally found the wedding registration photo he had "thrown away" at the bottom of the trash can - on the back was her delicate handwriting: May your life be vast.
Now there is a line of clumsy new words next to the photo, written by him.
And I want to be your only place in the vastness.
It's a pity that when she left, she didn't even look back.
