Seeing these words again, Mu Chenxi still couldn't help the stinging in her nose and the slight reddening of her eyes.
It wasn't reluctance or second thoughts about the divorce; it was a hint of sadness for the marriage that was coming to an end.
Once, during the happiest times, she had aspired to be a white-haired couple.
Back then, she truly believed that she could grow old with Fu Yanshen, together forever.
But in this world, many who promise forever, who talk about a lifetime together, end up drifting apart as they walk their separate paths.
It's not about deceit.
Many people truly believe in forever at the moment they make the promise.
They simply haven't foreseen—
For most people, their forever and a lifetime ultimately succumb to time and reality.
"Chenxi, have you got it?"
Fu Yanshen picked up the groceries, closed the trunk, and walked up behind Mu Chenxi.
"Yep, I've got it."