Wen Yile sighed lightly, his voice mixed with a lot of helplessness, "Maybe we are destined to be him, and we are just passers-by in each other's lives, and we stay for a short time and part ways."
Mu Si lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, because she felt that Wen Yile was the most sad in this matter.
It was not a mistake for him to marry her. At that time, to help her, and to build a warm home.
She also decided not to go back for the rest of her life, and decided to live a life with the man who saved him, which was to repay his kindness and give her a quiet sustenance for the rest of her life.
So she wanted to live quietly with her father and son, and was determined to bury everything in the past.
But perhaps it was God's arrangement that Lan Yuchi actually found that she was still in this world.
Her quiet life was broken, and her already silent heart was stirred up. Lan Yuchi actually told her that things were not what she imagined at that time.
Looking back, it was really a creation that allowed the two to meet again after they had a big circle.
But when she saw her goodbye, her identity had already changed.
Facing her current husband and her favorite man, she was in a dilemma and at a loss.
Now, is this a solution to what happened?
But she was filled with this unreliable debt and guilt towards Wen Yile.
Wen Yile stood up lonely, entered the study room, and then brought a document, "This is a divorce agreement, you can sign it."
Mu Si slowly took the document over and looked at the vacant sign at the bottom, feeling melancholy in his heart.
As long as she signs her name, she will be free, but she will leave their lonely father and son.
She suddenly felt a little unbearable.
However, after thinking about it, she actually had no room for consideration, because she betrayed the family, and Wen Yile wanted to terminate the marriage with her.
Regardless of whether she felt uncomfortable or not, she had to sign the divorce letter.
She took a deep breath, picked up the pen and signed her name under the paper.
Wen Yile looked at the handwriting drawn under the pen tip, and the pain in his heart spread like sea water, drowning his heart and feeling like he couldn't breathe.
This short and warm home was broken under her handwriting...
The father and son were once again trapped in the lonely years and lived a life of comforting each other.
The fate brought about by the encounter with the snow-capped mountains in the Alps was finally over at this moment.
He put away the agreement signed by Mu Si and said lightly, "Tomorrow we will go to the court to complete the rest of the matter. But from now on, you are free, and you will leave this home as soon as you want.
Let's leave."
Mo Si's eyebrows flashed with sadness, and her voice was slight prayer, "Can I spend my last night with Changchang?"
Changchang is a pitiful and cute child. She loves him very much, and Changchang also likes her very much.
She hopes to have a good memory with this child who is destined to be. It can be regarded as the last joy she gave him, her nominal mother.