Dream Reading

After my son's death, I decided to divorce my husband and leave the military compound, returning to my hometown to spend the rest of my life.

On the first day, I wrote the divorce papers and had my husband sign them.

On the fifth day, I packed my luggage and submitted my resignation.

On the seventh day, I bought a ticket and boarded the train heading home.

From today onwards, you and I are just strangers, with no possibility of turning back.

Zhou Fuchuan scolded me for making a fuss, saying our son would get over a small cold by himself.

But later, when he found out our son had died, he started desperately looking for me, as if he had gone mad.

Three Days After My Son's Death, My Husband Zhou Fuchuan Returned Home

Zhou Fuchuan furrowed his brows and walked over to open the door.


Standing outside was the anxious Gu Zhen, who grabbed Zhou Fuchuan's arm.


"Fuchuan, I don't know what's wrong with Qianqian, she suddenly started vomiting and having diarrhea, and now she's in a coma. Can you help me take Qianqian to the hospital?"


Zhou Fuchuan was about to agree when something suddenly occurred to him. He turned back to look at me for approval: "Um... Let me take Qianqian to the hospital first, and I'll come back to go with you to pick up An'an!"


For some reason, Zhou Fuchuan seemed relieved and only then picked up his coat and rushed outside.


I had initially planned to use this opportunity to tell him about An'an's death and the divorce.


But now I realized that none of it was necessary anymore.


He didn't return until dawn, only calling once in the early hours.


"I'm really sorry, Qianqian needs someone to care for her while she's on a drip in the hospital. Don't worry, I'll definitely be home by eight tomorrow morning."


But he didn't know that tomorrow morning, I'd be leaving with An'an.


The next day, I left home with my luggage.


Aside from a photo of An'an, I took nothing from that home.


Before leaving, I placed the divorce papers in the most conspicuous spot.


Meanwhile, at the hospital, Zhou Fuchuan was using the hospital's phone, repeatedly calling home, but there was never an answer.


Restlessly, he paced around the hospital.


By noon, Qianqian, who had food poisoning, was finally out of danger.


He drove Gu Zhen and her daughter with the pedal to the metal back to the military quarters.


The first thing he did after stopping the car was rush into the house.


A foreboding thought crept into his mind.


At that moment, a document on the table caught his eye.


The five bold red characters struck him like lightning.


Frantically, he called the commissar: "Commissar, why did you approve my divorce? Fang Ruo and I even have a child; how could we possibly get divorced!"


The commissar, however, replied in confusion: "Captain, An'an passed away seven days ago. Didn't you know?"


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