Shen Wei was married to Lu Chenzhou for three years, yet he didn't even know she was allergic to seafood.
On their wedding anniversary, his first love, Song Mingyue, returned to the country. He booked out an entire club to welcome her home, then came back at three in the morning smelling of perfume. Shen Wei pushed the divorce papers in front of him. He tossed down a black card and sneered, "Playing hard to get? I've met plenty of women like you."
She didn't take the card. She left with only her suitcase and moved into a shabby forty-square-meter apartment in the east of the city.
The next day, Lu Chenzhou broke down her door and frowned at the peeling walls of her rental. "You live here?" Shen Wei handed him a glass of water. "Sign the divorce papers and send them by SF Express. Cash on delivery."
Later, he waited outside her office, showed up at her blind date, and turned Song Mingyue's welcome-home banquet into a shareholders' meeting. Eyes red, he asked what it would take for her to come back.
Shen Wei slapped the signed papers against his chest. "Mr. Lu, you didn't even know I was allergic to seafood. What makes you think I'd come back?"
Lu Chenzhou fell silent for three seconds, then pulled out his phone and opened his notes. "You're allergic to mangoes too, mildly allergic to pollen, and you get cramps on the second day of your period. Too much caffeine gives you palpitations, and your hands and feet get so cold in winter that you need a hot-water bottle..."
Shen Wei froze.
"All of this," he said, staring at her, "I've filled a whole page with over these three years. I just never said it out loud."
A groveling ex-husband story, but the male lead finally speaks up.
