Chapter 11 — Old Love Turns to Ashes

Never been so crazy like this before. But now…

“Calm down a bit.”

He reached out to hold her shoulder:

“Things will get better, we still have the child…”

Van Van looked at him blankly for a few seconds, then burst out laughing bitterly.

“Who said this is your child?”

Giang Tu Nien's hand stopped in midair.

“What do you mean?”

Van Van took a step back, placed her hand on her stomach, her eyes filled with mockery:

“You can have an affair, but I can't?”

"Jiang Tu Nian, I flattered you before, because you had a bright future, a university lecturer position, a national project, relationships in the academic world, you had everything. I followed you, I was able to get a project, publish an article, and smoothly climb the ladder."

“But what about you now?”

She scanned him from top to bottom, her eyes filled with contempt:

“Just a rat passing by someone who was beaten by someone.”

“Tell me, on what basis do I have to play the role of a dutiful wife to you?”

The living room was quiet for a moment. Giang Tu Nien looked at her in disbelief:

"You got pregnant with another guy's child, then you forced me to blame it on you?"

He jumped up, knocked the things on the table to the ground and broke with a clattering sound.

"Van Van, you lied to me..."

“Because of your lies, I lost A Mien.”

Van Van leaned against the wall, crossed her arms across her chest, her smile grew even brighter:

"Jiang Si Nien, why are you pretending to be so deep? Who was the person who, upon hearing the news that I was pregnant, immediately kicked out his girlfriend of 11 years? I was just helping you do what you yourself wanted to do."

Giang Tu Nien's whole body stiffened. He remembered that night, Van Van held the pregnancy test stick and cried, saying:

"Tu Nien I'm so scared, I don't know what to do now."

He almost without hesitation agreed to register his marriage with her. Even if he knew, that day was the 11th anniversary of his and To Mien's love. Knowing she had cooked a table of food, waiting for him to come home. He still callously sent that farewell message. He thought he was in charge. He thought he was protecting an innocent woman and an unborn life. Turns out he was just a joke from start to finish.

“Go away.”

Giang Tu Nien lowered his head, his hoarse voice seemed to hiss from deep in his throat:

“I said… get out.”

Van Van smoothed her hair, picked up the bag on the sofa, and turned her head to look at him as she walked to the door.

“Jiang Si Nien.”

She said:

“You deserve it.”

The door slammed shut. In the living room, there were only broken pieces of glass left on the ground. Giang Tu Nien bent down, picked up each broken piece on the floor, squeezed it tightly in his palm, squeezed it so tightly that his fingers bled. It felt like a piece of my heart had been ripped out, the pain was so much that my whole body was shaking. He squatted in the middle of the pile of ruins and finally couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears. * Chapter 10 One month later, Giang Tu Nien transferred all the money to my card. As soon as the money entered my account, I immediately deleted all his contact methods. Then burn everything related to him in the room. The next morning when I arrived at the company, I placed my resignation letter on the human resources manager's desk. She glanced, a bit surprised:

"So suddenly? Have you found a better opportunity?"

“Yes, me want to go to the South.”

I am a Southerner, grew up on the banks of the Xiang River, and am familiar with wet springs and long, calm autumns. That year, just because of Jiang Si Nien's saying "Beijing has many opportunities", I carried two suitcases and followed him to the North. At that time, I always thought that wherever I was, that place was home. It didn't matter whether the weather was dry or not, whether the food suited my taste or not. As a result, 11 years have passed, I still cannot adapt to the dryness here.