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Love to the Depths of Time

Love to the Depths of Time

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He is a rising star in the business world, possessing an unparalleled charisma, commonly referred to as a rich aristocrat. She, on the other hand, is the tagalong child of a remarried mother, colloquially referred to as a 'tagalong'. In her eighteenth year, Tang Xi, blossoming like a flower in her youth, was humble and patient. Deeply in love, she fell for a man as deadly as arsenic. By the age of twenty, Tang Xi, with her youthful face, was beautiful and proud. After a deep yet short-lived love, she let go of the arsenic man and married an unremarkable, unfamiliar stranger out of spite. Three fleeting years later, when her family was on the brink of collapse, the man she loved in her youth returned from a distant country, dazzling with glory. He questioned her calmly yet indifferently, "I heard you're divorced." She had no words to respond. She was lost in the unexpected tenderness he offered, unable to extricate herself. Unconcerned about his reputation, he sought her out. From previously avoiding any contact, he now relentlessly moved closer, only to ask her one thing - if she still remembered him. She remained silent. His relentless approach left her anxious. Love at eighteen is innocent. Love at twenty is romantic. Love after twenty-five is realistic. In this pursuit of love, she utterly lost, while he emerged gloriously victorious. The mismatched balance of power left her unable to fight back. Yet, she was willing to accept the defeat as if it were her cherished destiny, like a fish needs water. (Sorry for the basic synopsis, I'll improve it when I get more time O(∩_∩)O haha~)
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When I sat with Gu Weichu in this café again, only then did I realize how shallow and void my feelings were for him—sometimes so empty that it scared me.

He sat across from me, as we quietly faced each other. Gu Weichu's voice was so faint, and it felt luxurious to even have a conversation with him.

He said, "Tang Xi, let's divorce."

I asked, "Why?"

He did not answer, but silently lit a cigarette. Wisps of smoke blurred his face—a face too calm for me to comprehend. It was this calmness that made me regard this man, who had shared a bed with me for five years, as an illusion. After all these years, it turned out the person I had fallen in love with was just a mirage.

I was insistent on his answer. This marriage ended too abruptly, and I needed a reason.

He took a slow drag of his cigarette, eyebrows furrowed in a faint hint of remorse, and finally said, "I have fallen in love with someone else."

I asked, "And what about me?"

He said, "I'm sorry."

After he finished, I laughed—a particularly joyous laugh, even happier than when we got married. I didn't hold him back. A man doesn't need any reason to not love you, just like when he said he loved me, and I asked him why, he said there was no reason.

With numb feelings, I set my terms, "In this divorce, you bear the greatest responsibility. It's merciful of me to not to leave you with nothing. I will take seventy percent of the assets we acquired after marriage, and the remaining thirty percent is yours. If you agree, I'll draft the agreement tomorrow. If you disagree, I don't mind dragging this out."

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately agreed. I picked up my bag, gave a proud smile and said, "Don't feel that I am cruel, you are crueler than anyone else."

I left the café gracefully. In fact, I didn't have much feelings for this man. The only reason I agreed to marry him was the pressure from my family—I was settling. Now with this divorce, I'm not surprised at all. The person he has fallen in love with is none other than his secretary. To quote Stephen Chow, she twists her waist like a snake—Gu Weichu must be smitten.

I never thought my teasing would come true—Gu Weichu really fell for her. An office affair may have been intriguing before, but now it's just a cliché.

I returned home to an empty house. The old lady called me and asked me to visit her. I took advantage of her call to tell her about my impending divorce with Gu Weichu. Best to break the news to her first, so as to avoid the criticism afterward. I didn't want to tell her about the divorce after it happened—she might skin me alive.

Before I could speak about the matter at hand, the old lady already started to chatter away on the other end of the phone, "Qin Shen is back, and he's brought his girlfriend. Come home for dinner, Xiao Xi, it's been months since you've been home. Would you really let things between us be so tense?"

I wanted to speak, but her words left me scrambling. Especially when I heard the name Qin Shen, my response was instantly delayed. My breath hitched slightly. The name Qin Shen was still somewhat painful to utter even now.

The old lady continued, "Give your mother some face. Qin Shen is back from the US, and your Uncle Qin is overjoyed."

As the old lady droned on, I hardly took in a word she was saying, and I found myself in a stunned state. The old lady waited on the phone for quite a while without hearing a response from me and finally rushed to say, "Xiao Xi! If you don't come home this time, be careful that I disown you as my daughter!"

With that, she hung up abruptly. I held the still buzzing phone for a long time, feeling dazed. I really wanted to sigh and say, when one is down on their luck, even drinking water can cause a choking fit.