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I asked him, "Chen Yu, if we have a daughter, what kind of person would you want her to marry?"
Chen Yu replied without hesitation, "She can choose not to marry her whole life."
I looked at him quietly.
He surrendered and said seriously, "Of course, I want her to be with someone who loves her wholeheartedly, cherishes her, accepts her, and ensures she doesn't suffer or feel wronged."
"What if that person has feelings for someone else?"
"Divorce. I will personally handle the divorce case for my daughter and make sure he loses both his wealth and his partner."
"What if she gets pregnant?"
"No discussion—she should terminate it. This is her responsibility to herself and to the child. Terminating the pregnancy and getting a divorce is the most appropriate way to handle it."
I nodded in agreement, "You're right."
Chen Yu picked me up and said, "Xiao Ran, when will our child come?"
He seemed very eager for our child.
He seemed very much wanting to build a home with me.
But.
He both wanted and wanted more.
Chen Yu fell asleep beside me.
A message popped up on his phone: [ Yu, there’s only one week until my due date. I want you to be with me that day.]
There was one unread message from the Postpartum Care Center, reminding him that his reservation was successful.
Opening the shopping history, Chen Yu had purchased a maternity bag along with many items needed for pregnant women and newborns.
Everything was comprehensive and thoughtful.
The search terms in his mobile browser were all related to postpartum women and newborns.
— How to care for postpartum women?
— What should postpartum women pay attention to during the confinement period?
— What to do about postpartum depression?
— How to choose a reliable maternity nurse?
…
While he was immersed in playing the role of a dad, he was also preparing everything for Meng Yunxi.
On one side was Chen Yu.
On the other side was Yu.
How many identities did he want?
Bang—
The phone was smashed against the wall, the screen shattering into a spiderweb pattern.
Chen Yu woke up, instinctively holding me and asking, "What happened?"
"I had a nightmare and mistook your phone for the centipede that was biting me in my dream, so I broke it. I'm sorry."
He ignored the phone and held me tightly. "Go to sleep; I'll stay with you."
I felt relieved.
Everything on the list had been completed.
And one day, these memories would turn into the sharpest knives.
...
Chen Yu suddenly became busier.
He told me that there were more cases at the Law Firm.
I didn't ask further.
Sometimes he would return home in the early hours, and often on stormy nights, he would receive a call and leave immediately.
Whenever he left, I would get up to tidy my things.
During this time, Meng Yunxi posted something on social media.
It was a photo of her sitting in the passenger seat, with no accompanying text.
But I could tell at a glance that it was Chen Yu's car.
This car was one we had chosen together.
At that time, I had played a little trick and told Chen Yu, "Only I can sit in the passenger seat."
Chen Yu didn't say much, but the passenger seat had indeed never been adjusted by anyone.
I tugged at the corner of my mouth; if I were to sit there now, I would probably need to adjust the seat.
But it doesn't matter; I've already scheduled my surgery for the same day as Meng Yunxi's due date.
The day before the surgery is My Mom's Death Anniversary.
After My Mom passed away, my dad started a new family.
I grew up with my grandmother, and after she passed away two years ago, I no longer had any real family.
To prevent me from feeling lonely, Chen Yu would cancel any plans he had that day and accompany me to commemorate My Mom, rain or shine.
But this year.
It seems he has forgotten what today is.
He only knows that Meng Yunxi's due date has come early, her water has broken, and she is experiencing some difficulties in labor.
Right now, he is waiting outside the delivery room praying for her: for both mother and child to be safe.
I drove up the mountain alone, buying flowers and some offerings for the grave. I sat in front of the tombstone for a long time, talking to my mom.
About work.
About life.
About Chen Yu.
"Mom, this year Chen Yu didn't come. He won't be coming anymore. I've decided to divorce him."
"I'll be alone again," I sniffled, forcing a smile. "But it's okay, you don't have to worry about me. I can live well on my own, earn a lot of money, buy a big house, and enjoy a good life."
As the sky darkened, I drove down the mountain.
When I got home, Chen Yu was indeed not back.
It was expected, and I even found it somewhat amusing.
I contacted Li Si, "Can you come over to help me move?"
Without hesitation, Li Si rushed over and looked at the things I had packed. "Aren't you going to let me know why?"
I pulled at the corner of my mouth. "Chen Yu is with Meng Yunxi for her delivery."
"Let's go, no, let's run!"
When the last item was moved out of the house, I turned back to take a look at it.
Sometimes giving up is just like that.
I smiled and closed the door.
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