In this troublesome winter, Qiu Han couldn't help but think a little too much, let alone that he would have to leave for Hangzhou tomorrow. What can't happen at this critical moment?

Qiu Han had some concerns, so he whispered a few words to Brother Lin Zheng, then greeted Yin Wuyan, asking her to take her brothers and sisters to the hotel first, and then returned to the office with the express delivery.

Back at the office, Qiu Han looked at the A4-sized express delivery and took it apart, and an exquisite letter came into his eyes.

It is a letter. When you open it, you will see that the familiar font is as familiar as your own body.

Autumn Cold:

This is my first time writing to you, and it should be the last time I wrote. No matter how busy you are, I still want to imagine that you will finish reading her. You will, right?

After the coffee cottage was separated, I returned to my residence and locked myself in the room. I thought a lot, a lot...

From the beginning of acquaintance to the current separation, we have experienced so much together. At that time, we were very poor, but I was very happy. You are my god, the hero in my heart. I trust you so much, engraved in my bones! But some things that happened later, my bones began to gradually become inflamed. I don’t know if you have thought about it with your heart? When you have nothing, I followed you all the way, never leaving you. How many hardships, how many tears have you shed, how many sadness and pain have you ever thought about it?

You always say whether this happened right? How should the problem be solved? But do you know? Are you really right and wrong about what you want? What do I want? I need your care and company. What I care about is whether you treat me well? I know you work very hard. In order to make me live a better life, you work hard and busy, but are you really that busy?

You can't remember anything except a few important days?

Now, when I am with you, I have no happiness except pressure, and I have no sense of security. My beautiful memories of our only stay in the four years of love and marriage. All that is left is sadness and pain. I always ask myself, what do I want so much money to do? I know I am not a qualified wife, but are you a competent husband?

You never know what I want? I told you not to smoke. Have you heard of it? I told you not to drink, but you have never missed it? Yes, I know you have your difficulties, socializing, and many friends, but I just don’t like you now!

I know no matter how much I say, I will be powerless. Leaving you and seeing the beautiful women around you, I know you will be living a good life, maybe happier than being with me. At least in their eyes, you are excellent, not as picky as me.

Yes, for social communication and work ability outside, I have to admit your excellence. You have also paid a lot for your family. I know you are tired, but I never say it, because in my heart, I think you will understand, right? However, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, is you walking too fast, or is I can no longer keep up with your pace. I began to be anxious, impetuous, and became less and less trusting you... Although sometimes I know why you lied to me, I am unwilling to choose to believe you under your explanation...

In those beautiful four years of memory, you brought me sweetness that I can never forget in my life. I am very grateful to you. After that, we quarreled three days and quarreled five days, and we became physically and mentally weak as we quarreled. Whenever I calmed down and thought about our present, I felt exhausted and scared. I think I lacked the courage to walk with you. You won’t blame me, right?

I'm afraid of tomorrow with you!

For your family, I have nothing to miss. Although every time you quarrel, your father and mother will scold you or even beat you, I know this is for me to show you, killing the chicken to warn the monkey? I have read a book, which is naked possession and control? Of course, I don’t care about these things anymore. As long as I can leave you, I will be willing to pay no matter how heavy the price I have paid. You know the things I care about before, and I won’t mention them one by one, because every time I mention them, my heart is filled with pain...

Let's get divorced before the end of the year!

I have been thinking about this decision for a long time. Since I am not happy together, it’s easy to break up! Don’t quarrel, at least we will be more decent. I have always mentioned the word divorce before, and I have been mentioning it for so many years, but you have never agreed. You said I am still young and this is responsible for me. I will understand one day?

But now I understand. For me, this is still the cause of control and possessiveness. I also understand what I should do and what I shouldn’t do. I am no longer the little girl in your heart, and you are no longer my hero. Of course, I can’t compare to the girls now, just like the two beauties around you. I can see that they like you. It’s my fearless age before. If I like it, nothing is a problem. I think I should congratulate you...

Okay, let’s not talk about these things anymore, and it will become your personal matter and has nothing to do with me. But I hope you will treat our children more kindly, they are so outstanding, beautiful, and sensible. I know you love them, but when I am not here, I think you will definitely be better for them, right? You are just a good father, I believe in you!

Finally, before the end of the year, let’s get things done. This time I hope you can respect me once, even this time.

Goodbye, live up to the meeting...

Qiuhan, thank you for everything you gave me...

I will give it back to you slowly...

Purple Swallow

After reading this letter, his eyes were deeply stinged when he signed the letter. Qiu Han was exhausted with all his strength and collapsed on the sofa in the office. His eyes were soaked. His blurred vision was tears, but tears were still there. His heart was like a knife. He never thought that such a thing would be like a dark cloud pressing down on him, making him panic and unable to breathe.

Why?

Why?

Why do you treat me like this? I have been enduring your grievances and pains, but what about me? I force myself to smile every day, and put everything in my heart. Do you really understand? Who can I ask for to tell me?

Occupy? Control? A book? What book? Are you still getting the right one after reading books? Qiu Han was roaring in his heart. How could such a book be?

Child! Yes, I haven't seen the three of them for a long time. I come back for a day or two every month. I attend the boarding school I attend, and I always miss the whole process. Every time I come back, I clamor to go to my grandparents. After all, the two elders are raised by one, and the children's feelings are the most sincere.

Thinking of this, Qiu Han threw the letter paper on the sofa, walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window, wrapped his hands across his chest, and silently stared at the house with a scattered height outside in a daze.

Qiu Han suddenly felt that he had given them too little time. Every day, he was delayed by this and that matters, but he rarely took time to accompany them. The guilt hit him again. His heart, which had been hurt and full of holes, is now broken. The powerlessness of heartache makes the man unable to help crying again.

Home - gone!

Who has ever seen a man so fragile with his own eyes? Have you ever seen an extremely strong man be ruthlessly destroyed by a letter in an instant?

Qiu Han used to laugh at himself and said that he didn't seem to cry or be afraid of pain. Since going to school, joining the army, retiring, and working, many days have passed day by day, and there have been things that have left him unable to look up, but he has never shed a tear. He thinks that is a manifestation of cowardice, but what about now?

If someone has seen it, there is nothing except Zi Yuyan. Just two times, the first time was the satisfaction of the world when he married Zi Yuyan, and he cried! The second time was the excitement when the little baby came, and he cried again.

Mu Rongxiao had never seen it with her own eyes, but only heard it. Xiaoxiao in the hospital curiously eavesdropped that night. Although she told Qiu Han at the time, for a man, as long as he didn't see it on the spot, his face would be so thick that he would not admit it.

Sometimes Qiu Han is particularly upset, and even says he hates himself. He hates his weaknesses that are actually on a woman. He hates himself for being unable to do anything freely and easily, and is easily defeated by her every time.
Chapter completed!