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Xu Yalan said, "A wealthy businessman has taken a liking to this painting and is willing to pay one hundred million for it. Your husband directly refused and even professed his love for the girl in the painting, Li Ying, in front of everyone. This isn't like your husband at all!"
I smiled lightly and replied, "Yalan, Lu Jingtian and I are preparing for a divorce."
"What?" Xu Yalan exclaimed, "Are you joking?"
"I'm not joking." I said seriously, "Actually, six months ago he gave me a divorce agreement, but he didn't want the outside world to know, so it hasn't been made public yet."
"Why?" Xu Yalan asked in confusion, "You two have such a good relationship; why would you want a divorce?"
"Good relationship?" I laughed self-deprecatingly, "That was in the past."
"Now, he has someone new."
Lu Jingtian and I have been married for six years. The first four years were tough but happy. In the last two years, his career gradually improved, and our lives got better.
On our sixth wedding anniversary, Lu Jingtian told me that his biggest wish was to receive guidance from the art master Qiu Wen. However, Qiu Wen has long resided in Paris, his whereabouts are mysterious, and very few people have seen him.
To fulfill Lu Jingtian's wish, I decided to go to Paris myself. I didn't tell Lu Jingtian and planned to give him a big surprise.
I searched for a long time on the streets of Paris before finally finding the art stall where Qiu Wen loved to stay. I waited by the stall for a long time but didn't see Qiu Wen.
The person guarding the stall was a middle-aged man who spoke in awkward Chinese: "Little girl, you might as well not wait; Qiu Wen won't be coming."
"How do you know?"
"He only comes here on Valentine's Day; he doesn't show up at any other time."
"Why?"
"This is an agreement he made with his lover; he only comes here once a year on Valentine's Day."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "He is quite the romantic."
I looked at the date; there were three days left until Valentine's Day, so I decided to wait by the painting stall.
After waiting for two days, Qiu Wen did not show up.
On the third day, I waited from morning until evening, and just as I was about to give up, an elderly man with white hair appeared.
The old man was slightly hunched over, wearing a black wool coat, a flat cap, and holding a paintbrush in his hand.
"Mr. Qiu!" I stood up excitedly.
The old man looked at me in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Li Ying. My husband is Lu Jingtian; he is your fan!"
"Lu Jingtian?"
Qiu Wen thought for a moment and said, "I have some impression of him; he seems to be a somewhat well-known painter in the country."
"Yes, he has traveled almost all over the world just to meet you."
I earnestly said, "Could you give him some advice?"
Qiu Wen was silent for a long time before asking, "Why are you the one looking for me and not your husband?"
I smiled lightly and replied, "I want to give him a big surprise."
Qiu Wen was slightly taken aback but then smiled and said, "You really love him."
"Yes."
"Alright."
Qiu Wen took the sketchbook from my hands, flipped through a few pages, and his eyes lit up.
He turned to me and asked, "Are these paintings all recent works of his?"
"Yes."
"This young man has talent; it's just that..."
Qiu Wen hesitated and said, "He must be facing some troubles lately, right?"
"His painting style is somewhat chaotic and lacks stability; it seems there is an issue with his mindset."
Indeed, an expert can tell right away what the problem is. Qiu Wen immediately identified Lu Jingtian's issues.
I nervously asked, "What should we do?"
"Here’s what you do: have him paint a piece and give it to me; I will take a look at it for him."
"Okay, thank you!"
I returned home with the sketchbook, intending to give Lu Jingtian a surprise.
When I got home, I realized that Lu Jingtian was not there. After calling to ask, I found out he had gone out drinking with friends. I was extremely disappointed. We had been married for so long, and he had never stayed out all night before, but now...
I sat on the sofa for a long time until dawn, when Lu Jingtian finally returned. He saw that I looked upset and casually asked a few questions before going back to the bedroom to sleep. I watched his back, feeling a mix of emotions.
Back at the office, I opened my phone and saw that Lu Jingtian had posted on social media. He shared a photo with his friends, and in the picture, he looked very happy. The caption read: "With my brothers."
Seeing this photo instantly lifted the heaviness in my heart. I reassured myself that it was normal for him to socialize and have gatherings outside. I should trust him. Even if there was Meng Shasha, so what? She was just a minor mistress; I would always be his legal wife.
I imagined that when I brought Qiu Wen's advice to Lu Jingtian, he would be very happy, and we could return to how things used to be. While on the plane, I was still dreaming about our future. I thought about whether we should have a child—a boy or a girl? Should I quit my job and focus on raising the child at home?
I pondered many things and fantasized about a lot. The only thing I didn't expect was to be greeted by a divorce agreement.
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