Ye Xingcheng signed the divorce agreement.

Fang Shuye, who came back rarely, said that he and Peter Liu were going to see Guzhen off tonight. She fully understood that today was another extremely desolate night.

Ye Xingcheng wanted to have dinner with him and see him for the last time, but he realized the little remnants in his heart, but it seemed that everything was so unsatisfactory, and men and women probably could only use the word fate to enlighten themselves and see the reunion and separation of life.

She didn't have much luggage, she just had the heavy feeling in her heart.

She wanted to tell her 22-year-old to go on the road with light clothes, but just looking around. This place that wrapped her little innocence and bloomed with her dreams of love. In addition to reluctance and sadness, she could only be dragged by emotions and turned around and opened the door step by step.

At the last moment of separation, she sent an email under the name of Star. She had forgotten that this was her hundredth email. The indescribable sentence I love you can only be kept in the memories of time, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

She flew to another strange city and told her aunt that the divorce procedures had been completed. Because of the hustle and bustle of public opinion, she had to be far away from the Ye family, Fang family and Fan family.

The long silence over there made her believe that this was shocking and sad news, "I'm sorry, aunt!" she said.

"Why are you settled? Have you never traveled far away alone? Are you used to going there?"

Ye An said anxiously, and his words were already choked.

"Why do you keep making me cry? I didn't cry when I left the Fang family!" Ye Xingcheng's eyes were wet with tears.

"Ye Xingcheng, why are you still strong at this time? No matter what the Ye family says, it's your parents' home?" said the aunt sadly.

"I know, I haven't forgotten my roots. Everything is fine here. The Fang family is also very generous. I can live a good life in the future...."

Ye Xingcheng said something to reassure his aunt.

"A heartwarming sentence is not as good as a warm word in my eyes. Fang Shuye is Jin Yanxi who has been abandoned all the time."

"Aunt, why are you here again?"

"I have no choice but to be guilty of being punished. I have said that you and the boy from the Fan family are nothing, why don't he believe it?"

"Aunt, I'm done with him. Can you accept the reality? Don't argue with others."

"I'll go to your place tomorrow, I'm not at ease if you're alone."

"Do you want to attract the media? After the divorce is announced, you and your uncle and his family will go back to their hometown for a while. I will contact you via public phone. I also send you a sum of money on the card. I can't take care of you there, I'm sorry."

"Don't be polite to me, Ye Xingcheng, when I think of your marriage, I feel regretful. It's my fault that you are helpless at a young age."

Ye An was sad, and Ye Xingcheng couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he hung up the phone.

Fang Shuye received a call from Secretary Zhao on the way back with Peter Liu, and he could hardly believe what he heard.

"When did it happen?"

"Ms. Ye is gone, she handed over the divorce agreement to me and asked me to say thank you."

"Where has she been?"

"Miss Ye didn't say it."

Fang Shuye drove the car quickly and he returned home.

There was no one at home, and I had never touched the clothes in the closet. All the items he prepared for her were returned to her.

He was not mentally prepared, although he signed the divorce agreement.

Not today.

There is no word, everything is silent and makes people crazy.

Ye Xingcheng, are you too lazy to say goodbye to me?

Ye Xingcheng, you—

When he spoke, he choked for a while. Fang Shuye looked at all this and fell on the sofa.

"Oh, I said, why did you make your own decision for such a big deal?"

Peter Liu looked at Fang Shuye, not knowing whether to comfort him or to upset his friend's will.

It took Fang Shuye a long time to accept Ye Xingcheng's departure.
Chapter completed!