Marriage Crisis: Lonely Apricot Blossom

Chapter 13 Let's Divorce (2)
The pain struck, like a white light hitting the heart, Fang Zhenqian suddenly understood that the person he cared about the most in his heart was Yan Jia, but he was too used to remembering the past, so that he ignored the long-standing past again and again. Feel.

However, it was too late.

"You at least have to discuss such a big matter with the adults before you talk about it. You actually left without saying a word. Do you still have me as a mother in your eyes, huh?"

My mother was sitting on the sofa opposite Yan Jia, weeping and accusing her.She couldn't understand that her daughter, who had always been docile, did something that made her dumbfounded—divorce.Dad stayed beside Mom in silence.

Yan Jia knew her mother's temper, if she didn't let her talk about it, she would not give up, let alone contradict her, that would only make her angrier, so she kept her head down and listened with a good temper, for example, taking an ideological education class.

"You said that you just divorced, but you actually beat the child. You, you really want to piss your mother to death!" Yan's mother really wanted to cry, she has always liked children, not to mention that Yan Jia is her favorite. My daughter who is in pain, if she gives birth to a baby, the mother should be so happy that she doesn't know what to do.However, the daughter actually killed the child without even saying hello. She was angry and hurt, and the tears that had gradually dried up continued to flow down.

Yan Jia secretly glared at Aunt Gu, and she urged her not to tell her about it, but Auntie still couldn't help but secretly told her mother. It can be seen that it is necessary for an elderly person to treat another elderly person. People keep secret, almost mission impossible.Aunt Gu smiled mischievously and rubbed her hands to hide her embarrassment after being exposed.

"That child Zhenqian, I have always looked down-to-earth and steady, how could it be, why..." Mom couldn't stop talking.

The father saw a trace of pain in the daughter's forbearing expression, and finally made a move to smooth things over, "Okay, okay, please don't say a few words, Jiajia is not a child, she has her own reasons for doing things."

Yan Jia glanced at her father gratefully, she really knows her father.

Mom frowned unwillingly, and wanted to say a few more words, but Dad patted her on the back and said, "You, you should also think about it for your daughter, do you think she is willing to do this? Don't embarrass her, ah! "

Yan Jia's nose was sore, she leaned her head on the sofa, looking pitiful.Yan's mother sighed helplessly, and finally let her go.

At night, Yan Jia hid on the bed in the room in a daze, and her father knocked on the door and came in.

He sat beside Yan Jia's bed and gently stroked her head, "Jiajia, are you still sad?"

Yan Jia nodded, moved her body slowly, and hugged her father's neck in the past.

Something wet slipped down his neck.

Their family is a typical strict mother and loving father. She always likes to talk to her father about what is on her mind.When she was a child, she liked to cuddle up to her father and cry once when she was wronged. After a while, she was able to jump and jump happily again.

But this time, she knew it was useless, but she couldn't help but want to seek some comfort from her father.

Dad patted her on the back. He wanted to persuade her, but he couldn't do anything. He didn't understand young people's affairs, but he still knew one thing. Yan Jia was not the kind of impulsive child. She is very assertive in matters, and unless it is absolutely necessary, she will not take any risks, so he loves his daughter even more.

"No matter what, Dad will support you, and Dad hopes that you can find true happiness."

Yan Jia leaned her head on her father's shoulder and lit her head vigorously. She couldn't let him down.

The next day, my mother panicked after answering the phone call. Yan Jia's sister-in-law gave birth early, big fat boy.Yan Ming hurriedly called his parents back to help.

The mother is in a dilemma. On one side is the daughter who needs to be comforted, and on the other is the grandson who is waiting to be taken care of. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, so it is difficult to choose.

Yan Jia comforted her mother, "Don't worry, Aunt Gu is here to take care of me. She is your close comrade-in-arms. If you don't believe me, you have to trust her."

Mom was hesitant, and had to leave after only two days since she came back, "Jiajia, why don't you quit your job and go to Beijing with us."

Yan Jia has a headache when she thinks of having to face her mother's nagging every day, so she can only talk about other things.

After all, the grandson's face is great, and the parents finally decided to return to Beijing immediately.Yan Jia sent them all the way to the station, and her mother didn't want to stop talking 2 minutes before getting on the bus.

"Miscarriage is the same as giving birth to a child. You have to rest well, otherwise there will be sequelae. Do you hear me?" Mom didn't know how many times she said this, telling herself, telling Aunt Gu, and still saying it now.

Yan Jia pushed her mother into the car, and said, "Okay, I've written everything down, you can get in the car quickly. Report to me that you are safe when you arrive."

Dad followed his mother up, and then turned around and shouted to Yan Jia: "You should go back too. Pay more attention to your health, and call us if you have anything to do."

When the car door was closed, Yan Jia saw that her mother was still waving to her with red and swollen eyes, she finally couldn't hold back her tears.

The train has gone a long way, but Yan Jia is still standing there, refusing to leave for a long time.

When she got home, Aunt Gu opened the door and told her that someone had brought something over just now.

Walking into the living room, Yan Jia saw four large bags neatly placed on the ground, feeling a little disturbed, "Who brought them here?"

Aunt Gu was busy on the balcony, she turned her head and said, "I don't know each other, I just said it was for you, and I will sign for it for you."

Yan Jia squatted down, opened a bag casually, which contained neatly stacked books, and opened another bag, which contained her clothes, and she immediately knew who it was.

The last time she went home, she was neither in the mood nor had too much time. She only picked up the things she needed and packed them. It is estimated that Fang Zhenqian took care of it again this time and packed all the things that belonged to her.The other two bags were also her sundries, and they were sorted and sorted very clearly.

Aunt Gu came in from the balcony and said with a smile: "Look, I also gave this bouquet of flowers, I poured some water on it, let's put it on the coffee table."

Yan Jia looked up and saw a big bunch of roses in her aunt's hand, blood red and beautiful, her throat felt a little choked up.

Fang Zhenqian is not a romantic person, he has always been practical, and he has never sent her flowers after being married for so many years. This is the first time, and it will probably be the last time.

She got up and took the bouquet of flowers, lowered her head and smelled them thoughtfully.

Aunt Gu happily took out a vase that had not been used for a long time from the cabinet, ran to the kitchen to wash it, and when she came out, she saw Yan Jia buried her head on the floor to sort things out.

"Where are the flowers?" Auntie wondered.

Without raising her head, Yan Jia said flatly, "I threw it away."

Auntie is such a smart person, she didn't ask any more questions, and put the vase away without saying a word.

The divorce was entrusted to a lawyer. Fang Zhenqian is not a person who likes to entangle. He saw that Yan Jia's mind was made up and he knew it was irreversible. So when the lawyer put a divorce agreement in front of him, he hesitated for a few seconds. Still took out the pen and signed.

On the issue of property division, Fang Zhenqian asked a lawyer to tell Yan Jia that he wanted to give her the house he lives in now, but Yan Jia refused to accept it.Fang Zhenqian brought her another passbook, the amount was not small, Yan Jia also returned it intact, all she asked was to return her things that belonged to her.

After that, Fang Zhenqian never bothered her again.The two didn't meet again until they went to get the divorce certificate.

I haven't seen him for a while, he looks haggard, his face is not good, and his expression is lonely.Yan Jia felt a little heartache for no reason, and quickly scolded herself for being cheap, and quickly calmed down.

It was very easy to get the certificates. When the staff stamped the stamps neatly and gave them each a copy, Yan Jia felt that the marriage she cherished so much now looked like a joke.

Out of the gate, she hurried forward, Fang Zhenqian still caught up with her.

"I, I'll see you off." He stopped in front of her, and after deliberating for a long time, this was the only thing he could say.

Yan Jia had no way to look at him calmly, she lowered her head, and replied, "No need." She bypassed him and ran away in a hurry.

After walking a long distance, she couldn't help but turn her head again, but saw that he was still standing there blankly watching her back, and quickly turned around and continued running, as if he was afraid that he would find out some secret.

After resting for a week, Yan Jia went to work. People in the company had already heard about her accident, but in this open city, love, marriage, divorce, and singleness are all personal matters. Although it can satisfy everyone The gossip mentality, after a little longer, will get used to it.

What makes Yan Jia regret is that she and Xiao Yan can no longer be in love with each other like before. After going through such a sensitive incident, if the two can still get along calmly and intimately, either they are heartless or have problems with their brains.

The two became estranged and polite. Once they met in the bathroom, Xiao Yan finally managed to hold her breath and took the initiative to talk to her.

"Do you hate me?" Xiao Yan looked distressed.

Yan Jia smiled, "What does this have to do with you?"

"But, after all, I didn't report it and didn't tell you in time."

"Okay, okay, don't regret it, you don't have that much energy, I know my own affairs." Yan Jia couldn't bear the aggrieved little daughter-in-law she put on, which was not her original style at all, so she used Pat her face with wet hands.

"By the way, is your sister okay?" Yan Jia asked, and she only found out about the car accident later.

"She's out of the hospital, and she's fine."

Yan Jia nodded, not knowing what to say for a while, she cared so much about her sister before, but now she gave up and relaxed, but she still couldn't have a good impression of Hua Mei.

Xiao Yan looked at her, and suddenly said, "Yan Jia, you've changed."

"Huh?" Yan Jia looked carefully at herself in the mirror after hearing the words.

"You've grown up and become stronger."

Yan Jia snorted out of her nose, thinking, if you experience it, you will grow up too.

It can be seen how troublesome it is to grow up.

Throughout the summer, Yan Jia was in a state of part-time work and part-time rest. Her life was comparable to that of a pig. Under the careful care of Aunt Gu, she not only did not have the symptoms of loss of appetite that most people experience in summer, on the contrary, she also gained weight. Delicate rosy and shiny.

The most diligent person with her is Mike. He is a good playmate and makes Yan Jia feel relaxed and happy.It's just that it was purely a relationship between friends, and she still couldn't have any affection for him. In her own words, she was hurt and needed a good rest.There's no point in jumping into another pit so quickly.

Mike also asked her half-jokingly, "You divorced Mr. Fang, I shouldn't be responsible for it?"

He remembered Fang Zhenqian's sulk at him several times.

Yan Jia laughed, "It has nothing to do with you, you don't need to feel guilty."

Mike shrugged, looking disappointed, "That's right, if it's because of me, then you must be with me now."

Yan Jia just smiled and said nothing, so that all his hints were strangled in the void, and there was nothing he could do.

One weekend, Mike deliberately brought a lot of delicious food to her house, and also brought a bottle of red wine. The two of them were in the air-conditioned room, watching DVDs and sipping wine, and they were so spoiled.

After drinking for three rounds, Yan Jia obviously felt that Mike's eyes were wrong, and looked at her affectionately, which made her goose bumps.

She hastily persuaded him to put away his bad eyes, because she really has no plans to fall in love in the short term.

Mike giggled and filled up their wine glasses, "Then celebrate your re-single status!"

Kuaizui Auntie Gu faithfully disclosed Mike's matter to Yan's mother, which made her both happy and worried. She called Yan Jia several times to tell Yan Jia to seize the opportunity this time, but at the same time, she must not miss the chance.

Yan Jia hung up the phone and stared at Aunt Gu, what was going on, and the latter kept rubbing her hands and smiling foolishly.

As autumn approached, Mike specially took a 20-day long vacation to accompany Yan Jia on a luxury trip.

They started from Sichuan, visited Jiuzhaigou, Huanglong, Mount Emei, Leshan and other places of interest, then went south to Yunnan, went to the coveted Xishuangbanna, and then went east to Guangxi. , and finally flew back to S City from Hainan.Having traveled almost half of southern China, Yan Jia really enjoyed the backpacker's addiction. Mike's self-guided travel experience is extremely rich, and Yan Jia hardly has to worry about anything along the way. The only task is to visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Traveling is the best way to heal the wounds. Facing the picturesque scenery, even the depressed mood can be lifted, not to mention having a good-talking companion by your side.

Back home, when Aunt Gu opened the door, she didn't recognize her for a moment.

Yan Jia took a selfie in the mirror, and the changes were indeed great. Her skin was dark, her face was flushed, and she lost a lot of weight.

Aunt Gu felt distressed when she saw that all the flesh she had nursed on Yan Jia was donated to the tourism industry.The only thing that made her think it was worth it was Yan Jia's rising mood, which she couldn't get out of it no matter how much she ate.

(End of this chapter)