The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached. Such a lovely person, he had always thought she was meant for him alone, but now he was going to lose her. He couldn't bear it.
So, he was not going to let go.
Yes, not letting go.
Standing quietly by the window for a while, he turned around, picked up the divorce agreement and breakup letter, calmly tore them into pieces, and then tossed them all into the toilet, flushed them away with the water.
He pretended he hadn't seen anything, as if he had never received that parcel.
After doing all this, he walked out the door, smiling at every family member as if nothing had happened at all.
During dinner, he would still answer all sorts of strange questions from Linhao and Jiayun, and chat with Zhan Moxiao and Ou Lan about family matters or current affairs.
Everything appeared very normal.
After dinner, he still accompanied the family for tea and a walk, and even taught Linhao and Jiayun some martial arts.
