Meng Yue

At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.
At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.
At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.

After Divorcing and Going Abroad, Artist Wife Regretted

In the bathroom drawer, there lay a razor that clearly did not belong to me.  


Outside the door, He Shuyan happened to call Shen Xiaolan.  


"Sister Shen, it's really inconvenient for me not to have a razor in the hospital. I left a razor in your bathroom before; could you bring it to me?"  


Listening on the phone, Shen Xiaolan walked into the bathroom.  


She happened to catch me opening the drawer.  


Her eyes briefly wavered, but she eventually walked out and said to the person on the other end:  


"I can't find it. I'll go to the supermarket and buy you a new one."  


It seemed that Shen Xiaolan's patience with He Shuyan was boundless, noting down even the brand and model of the razor.  


When she hung up the phone, I had just finished packing my luggage.  


She turned back with a hint of embarrassment to explain, "Don't overthink it. He just got caught in the rain that day and came to tidy up."  


I showed no extra expression: "I understand."  


Shen Xiaolan was somewhat annoyed: "Why do you always put on a cold face? If you really mind, I just won't go."  


I gave a lighthearted smile, indicating it didn't matter.  


Shen Xiaolan studied my expression, realizing I truly wasn't upset before she hesitantly walked out.  


As she reached the door, she turned back and asked me, "Where are you packing to go?"  


Shen Xiaolan seemed to have thought of something, relaxing completely: "Next week, I'll clear my schedule to go to Paris with you for our honeymoon."  


On the last day before leaving, Shen Xiaolan actually remembered our past promise.  


Unfortunately, it was already too late.  


At the airport, while waiting for boarding, I happened to see the WeChat Moments post He Shuyan had specifically reminded me to look at.  


In the picture, he lay on a hospital bed, his lower face covered in foam, and a pair of small female hands were shaving his beard.  


In the live video, Shen Xiaolan's pampering voice could be heard saying, "Don't move."  


He Shuyan had even added several heart emojis to the caption:  


"[My hand is injured and can't touch water, so sister insists on shaving me herself, and she said she'll keep taking care of me like this.]"  


Shen Xiaolan's message popped up just in time:  


"[Something came up next week, cancel the tickets for now, next month I'll find time to go with you.]"  


She didn't know, I hadn't originally bought her ticket.  


Before takeoff, I had the lawyer send her the divorce agreement, then switched to airplane mode.


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