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Chapter 47 But I Was Wrong, I Was Really Wrong

"divorce?"

Xue Yingqing murmured, and quickly shook his head to reject the proposal: "Let's forget it."

Shi Nian didn't ask why, just took out her phone, clicked on an online video that she had saved in advance, and put it in front of her.

In the video, a gray-haired, haggard old woman is talking to the camera:

"Dear sisters, just yesterday, I was diagnosed with cancer...the doctor said I only have two months to live."

As soon as she said this, she lost control of her emotions and choked up: "After knowing this, I lay in bed all night, my head was buzzing and crackling, and I almost exploded into popcorn.

Some people will definitely say, are you afraid of death? It's okay, don't be afraid, everyone has that day, just think about it...Actually, I'm not afraid of death, I just think it's too frustrating to die like this!"

She wiped her tears, suppressed her sadness, and continued:

"I must say the following words, not to mention that I feel uncomfortable in my heart, even if I am dead, I have to climb out of the grave before I finish talking!

My life has been so miserable! In the first twenty years, I worked as a cow and horse in my parents' family, and I didn't go to school for a few days. In the next few decades, I was beaten and bullied by my husband's family, and my life was worse than that of a dog.

When I was young, someone advised me to divorce, but I said that was not possible because my baby was still young and I couldn’t live without my own mother to take care of me.

When my children got older, some people tried to persuade me to get a divorce. I said that I was so old, had no education, no skills, and didn’t have a penny in my pocket. How could I survive a divorce?

I thought I would just make do with it, living day by day, year by year, and if I die one day, I would be free."

At this point, she slapped her two big ears without any warning. The slaps were so loud that Xue Yingqing, who was concentrating on watching the video, shivered in fright.

"But I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn't have thought this way from the beginning. If I hadn't thought so and divorced that scumbag earlier, I wouldn't have been so miserable. If I hadn't been so miserable, say

Maybe I won’t get cancer and die so early.

Those who want to divorce but haven’t divorced yet, I beg you, get divorced as soon as possible! Even if we go out to sweep the streets, dig through trash cans to pick up rags, and sleep under overpasses, it’s better than waiting for a shabby old man!"

Then there was the scene of the old lady lying on the table crying bitterly. For five minutes, she cried so hard that she was out of breath. While crying, she kept saying intermittently:

"I regret it... I don't want to die... I haven't eaten lobster... I haven't taken a train... I haven't seen the sea... I haven't even danced in the square, woo woo hoo..."

Xue Yingqing listened to the heart-wrenching desperate cries on the phone, and unknowingly, her eyes were wet with tears.

Half of it was because I was moved, and the other half was because I felt the same way.

Like the old lady before, she was stuck in the quagmire, but she didn't dare to resist. She was like a turtle huddled in its shell, muddling along in chaos.

But is it really worth it? Do you really not regret it?

She was a little confused.

Shi Nian sat next to her and opened the comment area without saying a word.

The first comment was a divorce certificate.

The old lady suffering from cancer smiled brightly while holding the divorce certificate. She said: "Old sisters, I am divorced. I came and left freely in this life. It's great."

The second comment is also a divorce certificate. The person holding the certificate is a woman in her early thirties, also smiling brightly.

She said: "Little sisters, I am also divorced. I have been in domestic violence for five years and my child is seven years old. I am finally free. Sister, thank you. It is you who gave me the courage to resist."

Article 3, Article 4, Article 5... are all divorce certificates.

Looking at the faces that were either haggard or confident, but all with smiles, Xue Yingqing finally couldn't hold back, covered her face and cried loudly.

Shi Nian didn't say anything, he held her hand the whole time and watched her cry quietly, only handing over two tissues from time to time.

After a pack of tissues was used up, Xue Yingqing finally stopped crying. She hugged Shi Nian's hand with red eyes, her expression was confused and confused, like a child.

"Nian Nian, can I do it? Can I really be like them?"

Shi Nian didn't hesitate: "Okay."

As she spoke, she swiped the screen and clicked on another video.

This video is two extremes from the previous video. Amid the loud dance music, a cleaning lady in work clothes holds a mop in her hand, singing and dancing in a bar with shining neon lights.

Her figure was not graceful at all, and her singing voice was not impressive, but the confident smile on her face conquered everyone present. A group of young people put down their wine glasses, beat the beat for her, cheered and applauded her, and the atmosphere was warm.

After the video was played, Xue Yingqing stared at the cleaning lady who was fixed at the top of the screen, and did not look away for a long time.

When she looked at Xia Yingqiu, her eyes were full of envy; when she looked at the cleaning aunt, her eyes were also full of envy, but the two types of envy were different.

The former one was out of reach; the latter one made her blood rush and she was eager to try.

Xue Yingqing was quiet for a few seconds, and finally raised her head firmly and said to Shi Nian: "I want to find a job, wash dishes, sweep the floor and serve dishes, whatever. When the job is stable, I will get divorced... Well, divorce!"

The video dissuasion law came into effect. Shi Nian breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand to pull her up. "There is no rush to find a job. Go to bed first. You will live here during this period. Anyway, I have to go out to record a program in two days.

The house is empty even if it is empty.”

"Okay." Xue Yingqing agreed simply this time.

After taking a bath and before going into the room to sleep, she called Shi Nian again, with a gentle look on her face:

"Nian Nian, you did the right thing about what happened to the Lu family today. Lu Youchuan, he is not a good man."

Shi Nian smiled brightly, "I think so too."

*

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Shi Nian was woken up by a WeChat notification. He looked at his phone in confusion and saw that it was a message from Ji Yu.

Brother Mudan: My mother asked me to ask you when you will set off.

Omura Flower from the neighboring village:?

Brother Mudan: [Picture]

Brother Mudan: I’ve bought all the wheelchairs.

Omura Flower from the neighboring village: ???Are you serious?

Brother Mudan: What do you think?

Omura Flower from the neighboring village: Tell your mother, see you at the World Trade Center at nine o'clock.

Shi Nian quickly put on her clothes and was originally going to go next door to ask Xue Yingqing to wake up, but when she opened the door, she saw that not only had they gotten up early, but they had even cooked food.

Smelling the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen, Shi Nian stretched out, picked up a spoon, and sang a hip-hop version of "Only Mom is Good in the World" affectionately, making Xue Yingqing laugh non-stop.

After the meal, the two took a taxi to the World Trade Center. They didn't even need to send a message when they got off the bus. From a distance, they could see a man in a suit pushing a wheelchair standing in front of the entrance on the left.

From her direction, she could only see the man's back. At first glance, the most eye-catching thing was his long legs, which were so long and straight that it would be a pity not to cut them off and use them as chopsticks.

Shi Nian led Xue Yingqing and strode towards the entrance. When he was almost there, the man suddenly turned around as if he was being inspired.

The gorgeous morning sun cast a stream of light on the gold frame, making the already bright eyes even more profound and moving.

Shi Nian's heart seemed to have been hit by a wild wolf, and she couldn't help but raise her arms and wave to him:

"Hey, this strong man, you really have four sets minus three. You are so handsome."


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