When she opened the door, she smelled a sweet fragrance. She thought it was her mother who had come to make breakfast for her, so she walked over happily and said, "Mom, didn't I tell you..." When she found out it was him, she lowered her head and looked at her toes, "Why are you here..." He adjusted the frame of the mirror and said with a smile, "Why can't you come to my home?"
"No, that's not what I meant, I..."
"Well, I know. Come over for breakfast first. I have something to tell you."
There was no sound at the table except for eating, and he said, "Momo, let's get a divorce."
Bang
She quickly bent over to pick up the dropped chopsticks. "It's dirty. No need to pick it up. Use this one."
She really hates that she has no future. Yes, he has always been so gentle and gentleman. She used to like him talking to her gently, but now, she hates his gentleness. She doesn't understand, she doesn't understand why he talks about the divorce so lightly. He raised his head and looked at him, "Can I know why? Aren't we very good now? Did I disturb you? Or, he is no longer willing..."
He smoked a cigarette, looked at her and said, "Momo, I miss us."
"Needless to say, I know, um, I'll be ready. Tell me when it's convenient for you, and I will cooperate with you." She interrupted what he was about to say. She was afraid that he would say, "I don't want to wrong him anymore." She was afraid, she was really scared to death.
Seeing her stubborn tears, he knew that she was afraid, but what he actually wanted to say was that he wanted to start over. He didn't know what his feelings for her were, but now, he felt heartbroken.