Trajectory 2: entangled curves

"Wife, I..." He wanted to explain something, but it seemed so pale.

But Han Moli still struggled to speak. Having said that, he also had his own difficulties to express: "We are too cold between husband and wife, I..."

"Indifferent? When did our indifference begin?"

"You know what I care about most, but you have no scruples about touching my weak spot. Don't tell me about those flowers and plants, it's a last resort. Is there any last resort more difficult than when we first started? You were able to fulfill your duties as a husband back then, why can't you do it these years?"

"After so many years, how could I not know you? As long as you don't want to, there will be no social occasions that require you to do this. Is it really more difficult now than in the early years? Things that were not necessary back then, why do we need to do them now?"

"When you started frequenting the club, didn't you know how miserable I was? When you were making out with those women who charged a fee, did you ever think about me and the kids? But you did it anyway."

"Okay, you said it was for work, so you can blame me for being petty and not knowing the big picture."

"I'm changing too. I can't focus all my attention on you, worry about you, and end up being a crazy woman. So I work, take good care of the children, and use other things to adjust myself."

"After all, you are still going home. You love the children, and you seem to love me too. Everyone's marriage is like this. I endure it for the sake of the path we have walked and for the sake of the children."

"But what have I gained in return for turning a blind eye, not caring, and enduring?"

What Zhuge Qinuo said were all facts. Faced with these facts, Han Moli could not say a word.

"I remember I told you a long time ago that if I easily forgive you once, you will indulge yourself without any scruples later. So you know, I don't want you to go there even once. But I can't control you."

"Yes, now you have indulged yourself to the point where not only your body is gone, but your heart is gone too. You are completely lost, with only the pride of your own success."

"I'm so stupid. I should have divorced you when you started to spend your money on wine and women. Maybe I would feel better now."

"But I'm unwilling to accept this. Such a good family is going to be broken up like this?"

"Except for socializing, we are a model family in the eyes of others. I think, maybe I am asking too much. Maybe every family with a big business will face these things. I have to be sensible and give you room to develop. I can't limit your socializing and development because of my preferences."

"Men and women, that little thing, just keep it in your heart, bear it silently and digest it. After all, you still go home. But what do I get in return?"

"The woman you are with now has a good background, good family background, good looks, and good education. She is not the kind of person who can be dismissed with a little tip, and you have no casual feelings for her."

"Think about it, will you still video call me every day to report when you are on a business trip? Can you still go home every day? The heart you used to go out with can be taken back, but what about the heart you gave to her? Can you really put it back home?"

"Sure! But what you want is two homes, a sweet place and a safe haven. Right?"

"So you said that we can start over, go back to the past, and have a happy future. Then I want you to leave her, make it clear right now, and let her beat the child, make it clear right now. I want you to swear that you will never see her again. Can you do it?"

"sorry!"

"Heh. Don't be sorry. I know you can't do it."

"If the things in the past were thorns, they would heal little by little and then recover again and again, but what you gave me now is a knife. A knife, Han Moli. Every night you don't come home, every night you and Yang Qiang make love, that knife is slicing me. Have you ever thought about your cruelty?"

Zhuge Qinuo's tears fell like beads from a broken string as she spoke, her voice choking with sobs. Even so, she did not yell, but the accusation, which was as loud as normal speech, broke Han Moli's heart.

"sorry."

It’s still these three words.

It was these three words that made Zhuge Qinuo and Han Moli understand the consequence of his choice.

"I'm taking two children with me."

Putting away his tears, Zhuge Qinuo made his request.

"No, my parents won't agree."

Just now it was emotion, now it is reason.

Both of them understand that there is no room for discussion in terms of feelings, there are still problems in reality and practical problems must be faced.

"I gave birth to the child. I had two Caesarean sections. I had three miscarriages."

"do not talk!"

Han Moli stopped him. He could now even clearly recall his attitude towards her during the two births and several miscarriages.

When it came to pregnancy, I was ecstatic when I was pregnant with Han Cheng for the first time and took good care of her; but when I was pregnant with Han Xin for the second time, I was very surprised and didn’t care.

When it comes to miscarriage, I went from feeling heartbroken the first time to getting used to it the second time to even feeling a little annoyed the third time.

Looking back now, Han Moli deeply feels that he is a scumbag, the worst possible scumbag.

"With my broken body, I can no longer have children! I only have Chengcheng and Xinxin."

"But you still have her! And her child. If you want, you can even have the outside world."

Han Moli was speechless for a moment.

"Except for the children, as for the rest, I will let a lawyer handle it since you are the one at fault in the marriage. You should also be prepared. I hope to resolve the matter before the children come back. I am going to sleep, you can go out now."

Han Moli understood her intention of sending the children away.

Just as Zhuge Qinuo said, he understood her, and he knew that there were some things she would not say easily; once she said them, it meant she had made a great decision; once she made up her mind, there was no room for redemption.

He knew from the beginning that there would be no reconciliation for her.

But over the years, he forgot.

Or maybe he never really cared.

Han Moli did not pester her any further, because it would not change anything, because divorce and having a child were already her decisions.

He got out of bed silently and left the room as Zhuge Qinuo had said. He didn't answer anything, nor did he say where he was going.

Zhuge Qinuo slept exceptionally well that night. After crying silently until he was exhausted both physically and mentally, he slept exceptionally well.

The next day, Han Moli didn't sleep in the living room or the children's room. Where else could he go except Yang Qiang's?

Oh, believe? Belief equals disappointment.

She was glad that she had seen this clearly early on.