Ordinary World: Starting with a divorce from Tian Runye

Snapped!

When the slap landed, Li Xiangqian felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in his ear, followed by a long, sharp roar.

Accompanying the pain is a strange feeling of the soul returning to its rightful place.

Li Xiangqian groggily opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the mottled whitewashed wall, on which hung a slightly yellowed portrait of a great man, with the words "Serve the People" written in red paint below. The room was filled with a musty smell, a mixture of cheap bulk liquor, dry tobacco, and the distinctive odor of an old-fashioned cabinet.

"Xiangqian, you...you better not push me! If you come any closer, I'll jump out of this window!"

A slightly trembling female voice sounded in my ear.

"forward?"

Li Xiangqian shook his head, finally focusing his vision. Standing before him was a woman with shoulder-length short hair, delicate features, and tearful eyes.

The blue floral polyester shirt she was wearing was torn and deformed by some pervert, and a red scratch was faintly visible on the white part of her chest.

"I caught it?"

Li Xiangqian looked down at his hands; the knuckles were large and calloused from years of gripping the steering wheel. He then touched his face, feeling a burning, swollen sensation.

As a seasoned landlord who owned three buildings on the banks of the Pearl River in Guangzhou in his previous life and whose only job was to collect rent every day with flip-flops and a bunch of keys, it took him a full three seconds to confirm one thing: he had time-traveled.

He transmigrated into the body of Li Xiangqian, the most stubborn and tragic "simp" in "Ordinary World".

"Tong Li... no, Tian Runye?"

Li Xiangqian asked in confusion, looking at the red scratches on Tian Runye's chest, then at his own hands, as if comparing something.

"you……"

Seeing Li Xiangqian's filthy expression, as if he was still savoring something, Tian Runye quickly covered her chest with both hands.

"If you come any closer, I'll jump out the window."

Tian Runye's voice trembled violently as she stretched out a hand, carefully holding onto the windowsill, and glanced out the dark window.

The two lived in the family building assigned by Li Xiangqian's work unit, which was the family building of the county transportation department. Li Xiangqian was assigned the third floor.

Having just transmigrated, Li Xiangqian is already facing a passionate scene, and he is trying hard to adapt.

"I won't force you, I won't force you," Li Xiangqian quickly said, his voice a little hoarse. "I... just drank too much."

Tian Runye still gripped her collar tightly, leaning against the windowsill, her eyes filled with anger and fear.

Seeing that Tian Runye still looked wary, Li Xiangqian felt helpless. He was well-versed in the world of ordinary people. Li Xiangqian's father, Li Dengyun, was the deputy director of the former Xixian County Revolutionary Committee, and his mother, Liu Zhiying, was a leader in the county's People's Hospital.

With such a background and circumstances, he actually couldn't bring himself to become Tian Runye's lapdog.

According to the original script, he should be in a state of anger at being rejected, and under the influence of alcohol, he should be trying to force himself on Runye, only to be slapped in the face. After that, he should slam the door and leave, continuing to drink heavily until one night he drives his car into a ditch, breaking both his legs. Only through his disability can he earn Runye's almost condescending maternal care.

A privileged son of an official who could have easily given up his career has become a model of resilience despite physical disability. Where can one seek justice from him?

"Tsk." Li Xiangqian clicked his tongue lightly.

He always thought this guy was a bit mentally unstable when he read about him before. What's the life motto of a Guangdong landlord?

The most important thing in life is to be happy. When it comes to relationships, forcing things won't make them sweet, and it'll only hurt your teeth. Why waste your energy chasing after a woman who doesn't care about you? Wouldn't it be better to spend that time enjoying a couple of bowls of delicious soup?

"I've thought it through. Runye, let's get a divorce. Divorce certificate, office, snap, you're free, and I'm free too. This house was originally given to us by the transportation department for our wedding. If you have nowhere else to go, you can stay here for now."

After Li Xiangqian finished speaking, he pointed to a small bed in the corner of the room, which Tian Runye had prepared for him. The two of them had been sleeping in separate beds since they got married. Their parents knew this, but they couldn't resist Li Xiangqian's status as the number one simp. Li Dengyun and his wife could only shake their heads and sigh.

"divorce?"

Tian Runye could hardly believe her ears. Li Xiangqian had pursued her relentlessly, yet he had casually brought up divorce.

"What...what trick are you planning to pull now?"

Li Xiangqian glanced up at Tian Runye and sighed inwardly: She is truly beautiful, but her life is so tragic. This girl is like a fully drawn bowstring, taut as if it might snap at any moment.

"No tricks." Li Xiangqian waved his hand. "You're my wife on the surface, but my wife won't let me touch a single hair. I know you've always had Sun Shaoan in your heart, and I've figured it out..."

"This has nothing to do with Brother Shao'an!"

Upon hearing the name "Sun Shaoan," Tian Runye immediately interrupted Li Xiangqian loudly.

"Brother Shao'an already has his own wife... This is between us."

"Tap tap tap, say whatever you want!"

Li Xiangqian was too lazy to argue, so he plopped down on the bed. The bed was made of a hard board that could hurt a person to death, and Li Xiangqian's mouth twitched in pain.

This was the first time Li Xiangqian had brought up Sun Shaoan in front of Tian Runye. Tian Runye's expression was complicated. Few people in Shuangshui Village knew about her relationship with Sun Shaoan. How could Li Xiangqian know?

"Don't listen to Runsheng's nonsense!"

Tian Runye began to explain.

She heard that her younger brother, Runsheng, was pestering Li Xiangqian to teach him how to drive. Her father, Tian Futang, naturally supported this; in those days, even a commune cadre with a secure job might not be as valuable as a truck driver. Tian Futang was working hard to arrange this.

Therefore, most of the news about her and Sun Shaoan reached Li Xiangqian's ears through Runsheng.

But Li Xiangqian completely ignored him, sitting on the edge of the bed with one hand on his waist, grimacing hoarsely.

"Xiangqian, our marriage itself has problems."

Tian Runye continued speaking, her tone much gentler.

Li Xiangqian glanced at Tian Runye.

This means they're about to start proselytizing again.

According to the original owner's memories, Tian Runye had mentioned divorce to him no less than ten times. Each time she talked a lot, but the reason was always the same: the two of them were not suitable for each other.

However, each time Li Xiangqian rejected him with a roar, even kneeling on the ground in agitation, saying that he would change and become the person Runye wanted him to be.

Thinking of this, Li Xiangqian now felt a strong urge to slap the original owner of this body a few times.

"You're right, we're not compatible, our marriage has problems. I've said it before, let's get a divorce, we'll do it tomorrow."

Seeing this, Tian Runye wondered if Li Xiangqian was just saying it out of anger, but Li Xiangqian's attitude seemed unusually firm, so it didn't seem like he was lying.

"real?"

Tian Runye couldn't help but ask to confirm.

"Of course it's true." Li Xiangqian said, his eyes scanning the room, and he saw a bowl of oil-splashed noodles on the table that had become a mess.

Today is the day Li Xiangqian is driving back from his trip. Runye probably made this to appease him. Bright red chili peppers cover the wide noodles, with a thick layer of oil, emitting a strong salty aroma.

If it were the old Li Xiangqian, he would definitely have thought this was a delicacy. But the current Li Xiangqian, the "soul of Guangdong," felt his stomach instantly cramp upon seeing it.

It's too oily and too salty. It's so late at night, and instead of some freshly cooked fish congee or shrimp dumplings, they're letting him eat this? It's practically slow suicide.

Li Xiangqian subconsciously pushed the bowl away: "This noodle looks unsettling."

Tian Runye's pupils contracted involuntarily. Li Xiangqian actually brought up divorce? And he even pushed away the noodles she made? Didn't he used to say that he'd die happy just to eat a bite of her cooking?

Ignoring Tian Runye's horrified expression, Li Xiangqian turned around and collapsed onto the hard bed covered with a coarse sheet, pulling the Green Army blanket with the word "Award" printed on it over his head.

This body must have drunk a lot of alcohol. Li Xiangqian felt dizzy and disoriented. He fell into a deep sleep after lying down for a short while.

Tian Runye dared not move, and only after hearing Li Xiangqian's soft snoring did she carefully step away from the window.

"What's wrong with this person? Did I push him too hard?"

Under the dim light, Tian Runye carefully examined the face she loathed.

With a dark complexion and regular features, he was a typical man from northern Shaanxi.

Runye didn't sleep all night, just sat in the rattan chair in the living room for the entire night.