In 1998, Lu Jianshen and Su Nianan got married in a 12-square-meter dormitory in the Haimen Cotton Mill. There was no wedding ring, no honeymoon, the bed was an old carpet on the floor, the fish at the wedding banquet was stinky, and the photo on the marriage certificate showed the man on the right and the woman on the left backward - but that night they crowded on the carpet and ate noodles, feeling that the whole world belonged to them.
Ten years later, they stood at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, holding a marriage certificate with questionable procedures in their hands, and were told that they might have "given birth out of wedlock." From sweetness to antagonism, it only takes seven years. Lu Jianshen cheated on Lin Zhiyi, a girl who grew up in the courtyard next door. Su Nianan bumped into him late at night but chose to remain silent. Once a crack takes root, it can never be uprooted.
She was once a little girl who gave up studying in school and went south with him, and he was once a boy who took her across half of the city on his bicycle. Later, he opened a company, bought a car, and had another woman; she was laid off, re-employed, resigned, took the postgraduate entrance examination, and gradually transformed herself into a different person. After the divorce, he became a contractor and experienced ups and downs; she handed over the company to others and picked up her textbooks again. They were bruised and bruised in their respective lives, and they also figured out things that they couldn't figure out before in their respective loneliness.
In the tenth year, the old Tongzi Building will be demolished. Lu Jian climbed over the wall late at night and found a Go piece in the crack in the wall at the end of the corridor. There were footsteps behind him - Su Nian'an was here too.
"Let's go home."
There was no declaration of remarriage, no crying. In a word, ten years have passed.
