She originally thought that Mrs. Xu's name would last forever, and that love would not be needed to keep things flowing.
Until, one day, she came back. Her best friend, the woman he loved most at the time.
He remained silent, and she just lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "She's back?"
Under the fierce attack of old love and new love, how could he remain calm?
It's not that she's not worried or fearful, it's just that she has no position to stop it.
In that loveless marriage, treating each other as guests is luxury enough, so why should we care about each other?
"Mr. Xu, you obviously don't love me, why don't you just get divorced and break up?"
He lowered his head and continued to read the documents, "Don't make trouble, I don't have time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Later, before the world grew old and the sea dried up, she left him.
Traveling around with his children.
Later, in that cold dead city, she looked at the gradually extinguishing flames and his approaching figure.
"Ling Yiwei, come back to me, okay?" He pressed forward step by step.
"Sir, give me something to eat." She stroked her scabbed face and smiled miserably.
Lonely Sandbank is still so cold, and your smile is still so deep.
It's so deep that I can't see through it. There is love in your eyes covered by thick eyelashes.