Fang Pingying looked up at him, gazing at the familiar face before her. Her eyes reddened slightly. She didn’t want to leave him, but she just couldn’t force herself anymore. She was tired and didn’t want to keep up the struggle.
She reached out and gently caressed his face, her voice slightly nasal as she said, "Zhiyong, in terms of feelings, I don’t want to get divorced either. There are so many people in the world, and it’s incredibly difficult to find soone you truly love. I won’t deny that I still love you now, even though we’ve been married for so long. When I see you, I still rember every little detail from when we first got together, and I feel very happy. Likewise, I know that you have always loved deep down..."
At this point, Fang Pingying’s voice choked up, and she pressed her lips tightly to stop herself from crying.
Seeing this, Luo Zhiyong pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, his voice also filled with agony as he said in her ear, "If this is the case, why must you insist on getting a divorce?"
Fang Pingying cald her emotions in his embrace, then pushed him away. She sat back down on the sofa and looked at him with a helpless expression, "But, for two people to spend a lifeti together, love alone is not enough. It doesn’t solve any problems. Love can’t sort out the Luo Family’s chaotic issues, it can’t erase the suppression in your heart, and it certainly can’t make unconditionally take care of those people in your family whom I do not wish to deal with, even my enemies."
After a brief pause, Fang Pingying continued, "Perhaps, Zhiyong, you can take it as not loving you enough. I can’t force myself to forget what Xu He and Luo Zhiming did to and my child. Nor can I bear the unjust treatnt of your mother."
"So, Zhiyong, think about it carefully. Even if you can resolve this issue on your own this ti, there might soon be another incident. If your attitude remains the sa next ti, how am I to face it?"
Luo Zhiyong looked into Fang Pingying’s eyes, and her calm expression but firm gaze in her eyes caused his heart to flutter. He felt that this ti, Fang Pingying wasn’t just throwing a tantrum about divorce; it was as if she had truly resolved to go through with it.
He reached out to hold Fang Pingying’s hand, saying anxiously, "Pingying, I know that since we’ve been married, my family’s issues have indeed been a burden on you. But, doesn’t every family have their issues? There is no need to resort to divorce."
Fang Pingying nodded at him, "I admit, mother-in-law and sister-in-law conflicts, or sibling strife happens in every family. But I don’t think any family would go as far as yours, willing to put their own people in a life-threatening situation without your parents uttering a word about it, even standing by Luo Zhiming’s side and protecting him, as if they had completely forgotten about what happened."
As Fang Pingying said this, she shook her head wearily at Luo Zhiyong and leaned back on the sofa, saying quietly, "Perhaps you can just think I’m tired. I no longer wish to be entangled in your family’s affairs. I just want to live a simple life."
"Pingying, I know, Luo Zhiming did cross the line, and I’m not saying that I will deal with him. This ti, it was for my parents..."
Fang Pingying was tired of hearing this. She interrupted Luo Zhiyong, looking at him sowhat irritably, "Zhiyong, stop it. This ti, you say it’s for the sake of your parents. What about next ti? Won’t they still be your parents? You’ll still say the sa thing."
After a pause, Fang Pingying looked at Luo Zhiyong with a pleading tone in her voice, "Zhiyong, consider this a plea. I’ve already had a more miserable life than most in my earlier years. Let have so peace and happiness in my latter years, alright?"
"Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the two children, and I won’t let them suffer. Nor will I stop you from coming to see the children. If conditions allow, you can spend more ti here with the kids over the weekends."
"Pingying..." Luo Zhiyong had many things he wanted to say. He didn’t want a divorce, and he wanted to say that no matter what, he didn’t want to divorce, but he knew that at this mont, whatever he said would sound pale and possibly even insincere—not only to Fang Pingying but to himself as well.
Fang Pingying looked at him, gently shaking her head, "Zhiyong, stop. I don’t want to talk anymore. I really don’t want anything now. I just want to live in peace."
Luo Zhiyong fell silent. He could tell that Fang Pingying had made up her mind about the divorce, and if he persisted, it would only add to her pain.
Or perhaps, ever since they got married, he had been contributing to her pain.
As she said, because of her background, she had already lived a life less joyful than the average person’s. If she had to continue living amidst the ssy affairs of her in-laws for the rest of her life, how could he sincerely say he loved her?
Perhaps, letting her live a peaceful life from now on was better than anything else.
Seeing Luo Zhiyong not speaking for a long ti, Fang Pingying felt that he had agreed to her terms. She began to arrange matters between them, "Since you have to go back to deal with Luo Zhiming’s case, I’ll tell my family that you’ve gone out to study and that you’ll be away for a while. After so ti passes, I’ll explain to my family."
As for living arrangents, Fang Pingying had already thought it through, "Doesn’t your military unit have dormitories? Move in there and bring whatever you need from ho."
"Also," Fang Pingying’s eyes darkened, continuing, "Use this ti to prepare the divorce letter. When you’re back, just let know."
Hearing the word ’divorce,’ Luo Zhiyong’s eyes darkened too. He looked up at Fang Pingying, seeking confirmation once more, "Pingying, are you sure we must divorce?"
Fang Pingying looked at him, nodding firmly, "Zhiyong, I’ve made up my mind. From now on I will just live quietly with the two children."
Thinking about how after the divorce she would have nothing to do with him, Luo Zhiyong felt an indescribable pain.
In the end, he still didn’t imdiately agree, but chose a more moderate approach, "If you insist, let’s separate for a while first. I’ll move into the dormitory at the base. Let this be giving us both so ti to think clearly about whether this marriage must indeed end. As for the household, we’ll go with what you said, that I’ve gone out to study."
He hoped that there would still be a chance for them to reconcile, perhaps one day when he could better manage the family’s problems, there might still be room for change between them.
Fang Pingying knew Luo Zhiyong was stubborn. She knew that he wouldn’t easily agree to a divorce without any warning, but his willingness to separate for the ti being was a step back.
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