My wife got the divorce certificate and shouted, "Happy divorce!" while her husband silently packed her bags for her.
"Miss Han, what's wrong with you?" I asked softly.
"Without you, I can be happy. The wife threw a stack of clothes into the box and said loudly.
I walked over, took her hand, and tried to calm my voice: "We can face it together and solve it together."
"No, we can't be together anymore. She broke free of my hand and continued to stuff the suitcase with clothes.
I was speechless for a moment, so I could only stand silently and watch her do her laundry alone. She packed up, picked up the suitcase, and walked straight out the door, leaving only one sentence as she left: "I wish you happiness."
I couldn't understand and couldn't accept why my wife had made such a decision. I was alone at home, thinking about the days when we knew each other, and my heart was full of regret and helplessness.
As the days passed, I remembered some of our quarrels and stumbles. Maybe I'm too focused on my work and neglecting my wife.
Marriage was originally a harbor for two people to protect together, but it was eroded by our quarrels and misunderstandings, and I realized the problem between myself and my wife.
Until one day, I received her divorce petition. Standing in front of the courthouse, I watched her walk out of the courthouse with a determined face, the first time I had seen her so determined.
She put the divorce certificate in my hand and read it aloud: "Happy divorce!".
I looked at her and stood quietly and silently packing her bags. She walked in front and I followed. I didn't turn around until her car drove away.
Perhaps, this is a complete breakup between us. I can't accept it for the time being, but I will respect her choice. May she be able to find the happiness that truly belongs to her.
After a while, I still lived a monotonous and boring life. In the dead of night, I would always reflect silently on our marriage in my heart.
One day, my wife called, and her voice trembled a little: "Can you come over, I have something I want to discuss with you."
My heart moved, I hesitated, but I agreed.
When I arrived at my wife's house, she was still beautiful in a long white dress. Seeing my presence, she smiled slightly, and the warmth seemed to carry a little apology.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Well, actually, I have some difficulties, and I need help with some things at home. She lowered her head, her voice faint.
I looked at her and felt a little moved in my heart, after all, we have rarely interacted with each other during this time, and she said this to me now, it should be that it is not easy to help with things.
She smiled bitterly and said slowly: "My father suddenly fell ill, and the medical expenses were very expensive, and I really couldn't afford it alone.
After listening to this, I was shocked that although the marriage has come to an end, the love of my family will never change.
In the days that followed, I was constantly on the back and forth between the hospital and various things. I tried every means to raise funds, and my wife did not dare to slack off and took care of her father with all her heart.
However, just when I thought there was finally some positive change between us, a fortuitous event caused us to be at odds again.
One day, I found a letter at her home, which was her father's hospitalization invoice. After taking a closer look, I realized that she had not told me the truth: her father's illness was not that serious, and that she had already raised enough money for medical treatment.
The doubts and anger that swelled up in my heart calmed me down, so I went to her and questioned her bluntly.
She was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "I know it's wrong, but I really want a chance to make up for the hurt and coldness I did to you before.
I can't accept this explanation. For a moment, I felt deceived and angry, and the hidden deception in the middle broke our newborn friendship again.
Now that our relationship is facing a new test, I don't know what to do next, and maybe the contradictions between us still can't be resolved.
A few days later, I received a phone call from my wife's mother. She advised me to sit down with my wife and have a good talk and not to give up on marriage easily.
My wife's father had a kidney loss and needed surgery. The mother-in-law came to the house and wanted his wife to come back to take care of his father. "She's your daughter, and now that Daddy is sick, she should come back and take care of us.
The wife was reluctant to go back and insisted on her decision to divorce. The mother-in-law refused to give up, and the mother and daughter had a fierce quarrel at home.
I stood aside, my mind in turmoil. I saw the expectation and grievance in my mother-in-law's eyes, and I also understood the pain and firmness in my wife's heart.
Just as I was about to persuade me, my wife suddenly decided to go back to take care of my father and left me.
I know it's only temporary, but I'm still feeling a little sad. After I lost my marriage, I even began to wonder if the relationship between myself and my wife was just my imagination.
At this time, I lost my sense of direction, and it seemed that everything had lost its meaning. I was helpless and could only bear the pain in silence, and everything became hopeless.
I wondered how my wife and I had missed each other. Perhaps, we ignored each other's inner voices from the beginning, and just lived by ourselves until the conflict deepened and became irreparable.
A few weeks later, one weekend, I was shopping at the supermarket when I unexpectedly ran into my wife. I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache at the sight of her, but I forced myself to calm down and walked up to greet her with a smile.
We had a brief conversation, a little awkward and sad in the process.
"What's wrong with you? Something doesn't look right. I asked cautiously.
She was silent for a moment, then spoke of her current predicament: "Actually, I've been having a bad time since I left you.
I couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions in my heart, and although I still loved her, I also felt hurt.
"I understand. Perhaps we all need time to adjust and face. "I tried to keep my emotions under control and tried to comfort her.
We exchanged phone numbers with each other and resumed contact in the days that followed. I encouraged her, gave her support and comfort, and even though we were no longer husband and wife, we still retained our relationship as friends.
However, it was during the time we reconnected that I learned that her family was in a sudden, serious predicament.
After listening to my words, her eyes moistened, and she whispered, "Thank you, I really don't know how to thank you."
We walked into the hospital together, and when I saw her thin figure and her father's old face, my heart swelled with endless grief and indignation.
Gradually, our relationship gradually became calm and harmonious, and we became the most reliable friends.
A strange thing happened to the company a long time ago. One of the company's employees, surnamed Wang, loudly announced "happy divorce" after getting the divorce certificate, while his wife silently packed her luggage.
The king, his wife and two sons have always been a happy family, and they have lived together for their lives.
Wang has always been a very enterprising person, and in order to succeed in his career, he often works overtime and rarely spends time with his family.
The two gradually had a lot of differences of opinion, and poor communication began to become a gap in their marriage.
One night, he filed for divorce and moved out of the house with his children. The king was reluctant to divorce, and he tried to save the marriage, but firmly rejected all efforts.
Just when everyone thought that their relationship had come to an end, the company had that bizarre divorce.
The king's shouting and silence did not unravel the conflict between the two, and they still parted ways. But after the divorce, Wang began to reflect on himself, realizing that he had been too involved in his work and neglected the needs of his family.
And after leaving the queen, he also took on the burden of life alone, slowly became independent, and found himself again.
Their divorce was a relief and gave them both a chance to start over. Whether they choose to tolerate mutual understanding or insist on divorce, their choice is thought-provoking.