When Jiang Zhixun returned to the dormitory, Chen Shaojie and the others were not there.
Sitting at the desk, he stared blankly at the empty sheet of paper.
The pen in his hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds; he couldn't bring himself to write the words "divorce application."
If time could rewind by a few days, Jiang Zhixun wouldn't have thought that divorcing Shen Qingqing would leave him this depressed.
Fragments of memories flashed through his mind, and the final image that lingered was Shen Qingqing lying on a hospital bed.
Let her be happy for once.
Finally, a single word landed on the blank page, breaking the quiet with the sound of the pen nib scratching against the paper.
There were no children between them, no disputes over property, and no tangled grudges.
With just the phrase "relationship broken down," their marriage could be neatly ended by mutual consent.
Jiang Zhixun felt increasingly disheartened.
