Chapter 3: Luo Mingzhong, Let’s Divorce

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, a hint of triumph flashed across Wen Ning’s lips, and the next second she looked wronged, waving her hands in a fluster.

“Mingyue, don’t be angry because of a bag of candies, okay? I’ll apologize to you, I’ll go buy you two bags right away.

In the future, if Brother Luo buys us something, I’ll bring it to you and Xiaoxue to choose first, okay?”

Listen to that, are those words of apology?

This was clearly reminding her again and again that even if she attempted suicide, it was useless, Luo Mingzhong was still thinking of them first.

Jiang Mingyue sneered and said, “It’s just a bag of candies, after all, you two are pitiful. Without Luo Mingzhong’s charity, you’d probably have to beg for food.”

“Jiang Mingyue, that’s enough. Isn’t it just a small matter? Why are you so aggressive and clinging to a child?” Luo Mingzhong was furious.

A small matter?

Was this a small matter?

Luo Mingzhong stepped forward and tried to pull her off the bed.

“Say anything you want when we get home, don’t you think it’s embarrassing enough? You still want to make a scene in the hospital?”

Jiang Mingyue was amused by his anger: “A small matter? You think this is a small matter?”

Luo Mingzhong ignored her and turned to Wen Ning, who was crying softly, and said gently, “You go home first, leave this to me.”

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Wen Ning’s eyes, but she still led Chen Xiaodong away first.

Only the three of them were left in the ward. Xiaoxue lay in her arms, not daring to move, afraid that they didn’t want her anymore.

Dad was so fierce, he had never smiled at Mom.

Xiaoxue didn’t like Dad.

Luo Mingzhong hesitated, and when he saw her cold eyes, his heart skipped a beat, as if something was quietly slipping away.

In the end, they both fell silent.

Jiang Mingyue stayed in the hospital for two days before returning to the compound.

They lived in a bungalow, less than sixty square meters, two bedrooms and one living room. It used to be for the two of them. Two years ago, after Luo Mingzhong’s father passed away, the old lady brought her daughter-in-law and younger sister to live here. Luo Mingzhong found a carpenter in the study to make a sturdy bunk bed. The old lady and Lin Jinghua lived on the lower bunk, and the younger sister Luo Zhizhi lived on the upper bunk.

The living room of the house was clean and tidy, with a simple wooden sofa, a square dining table in the middle of the living room, a rectangular cabinet against the wall with a bamboo-woven thermos on it, and a round enamel plate next to it with six double-dragon-patterned blue and white porcelain covered water cups. There was also a shoe cabinet at the door, giving people a very warm feeling.

At a glance, a palm-sized calendar was hanging on the wall of the living room, with four large characters written on it.

1983.

Entering the bedroom, their only family photo was placed on the bedside table.

In the picture, she was holding Xiaoxue and smiling a little bitterly, while the man was standing aside with a cold face.

Looking at it now, it turned out that he had never approached her, and even when taking pictures, you could see his unwillingness.

Jiang Mingyue smiled bitterly. Three years had passed, but the things that happened that day seemed like they had only happened yesterday.

At that time, Xiaoxue had just turned two years old, and she wanted to take a family photo, but as soon as she appeared in the photo studio, Wen Ning wanted to call her away on the grounds that Chen Xiaodong had a cold. She cried at the time and held him tightly, not letting him go.

Under duress, he spent less than a minute, the photographer clicked, and he turned around and left.

She had always thought that they were a happy family of three, but looking back, it was really a joke.

She had tried it for her sisters.

Forced melons are really not sweet.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Xiaoxue saw her crying and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes with her little milk voice: “Mommy don’t cry, Xiaoxue will protect you when she grows up.”

She sniffed, squatted down, and gently stroked Xiaoxue’s chubby cheeks.

“Xiaoxue is so good, Mommy will take you away from here soon, okay?”

Xiaoxue was a little scared, she was afraid that Jiang Mingyue didn’t want her anymore.

“Mommy, where are we going?”

“I’ll take you to our own home. Mommy will buy you lots and lots of dolls and lots and lots of candy, okay?”

“Mom, you won’t leave Xiaoxue, will you?”

“Silly girl, you are Mommy’s sweetheart, how could Mommy bear to leave you?

Xiaoxue, you are Mommy’s life.

No matter what others say, you must remember that Mommy is the one who loves you the most in this world, understand?”

Xiaoxue saw bright stars in Jiang Mingyue’s eyes. From then on, this scene was engraved in her mind for a long, long time.

The picture of the mother and daughter hugging each other was both heartbreaking and happy.

My daughter, in this life, Mom must hold your hand and never let you leave me.

When Luo Mingzhong drove Chen Xiaodong to the hospital, he went to pick up Jiang Mingyue by the way, only to find out that she had discharged herself from the hospital.

Hmph, knew she would play this trick.

Which time wasn’t it one cry, two troubles, and three hangings? She would go back by herself without having to coax her.

This time, he thought she was so capable, wasn’t she just scaring him like before?

Women are just troublesome, all they know how to do all day long is to be jealous of something that doesn’t exist.

When he entered the door, a bamboo-woven suitcase was placed on the bed, and she was slowly packing neatly folded clothes into it.

His eyes fell on the photo frame on the bedside table. The previous family photo had been torn in half. The half of Jiang Mingyue holding the child had disappeared, and he was standing alone on the broken edge of the photo, looking lonely as if they had never appeared.

He strode forward, picked up the photo frame, and scolded, “What are you doing again? Now you want to use the child to threaten me?”

Pa.

The photo frame was heavily placed back on the bedside table by him.

She actually tore up their only family photo.

He knew that in order to take this photo, she had been chasing after his butt and pleasing him in every way a month in advance.

He knew better than anyone how much she cherished this photo.

Hey, since she tore it up, she should never think about letting him cooperate with taking pictures again.

“I won’t use the child to threaten you, after all, she’s not your child either.”

Jiang Mingyue felt extremely bitter in her heart. Once, how much did she hope to have a child that truly belonged to them?

Unfortunately, Luo Mingzhong disdained to touch her.

Finally, the moment of final farewell had arrived.

She took a deep breath, her tone calm and firm.

“Luo Mingzhong, let’s get a divorce.”

Luo Mingzhong’s pupils shrank slightly, in disbelief.

“What did you say?”

Jiang Mingyue stared at him with a terrifyingly calm gaze.

“I said, let’s get a divorce.”

Luo Mingzhong was amused by his anger.

He didn’t believe it at all.

“Hey, just for a bag of White Rabbit candies, you first attempted suicide by cutting your wrists, and then you’re asking for a divorce. Can you not make such a big deal out of it?”

How did she marry him in the first place? Didn’t she have any idea in her heart?

In 1978, when the college entrance examination was just restored, Jiang Mingyue met a few hooligans on the way back from a classmate’s house that night, and Luo Mingzhong was the hero who saved the beauty.

At that time, she was inexperienced and her understanding of love was all based on what she knew in storybooks.

She once thought that love was very precious, and Luo Mingzhong was the Prince Charming she saw in the book.

After that day, she pestered him and even lowered her face to go to the team to block him.

Later, everyone in the team knew that there was a girl named Jiang Mingyue who, in order to repay Luo Mingzhong’s casual act of saving her life, even gave up the opportunity to go to college in order to marry him.

Later, Luo Mingzhong compromised, but the two had not shared a bed since they got married five years ago.

And Luo Mingzhong had been sleeping on the floor in the room.

This is why, after five years of marriage, Jiang Mingyue had no children.