On the day I filed for divorce, I awakened the ability to read minds. I heard my usually cold and distant husband crying pitifully in his heart: "What to do! Wifey doesn't want me anymore! But I don't want a divorce, boohoo!" I was confused, but when I opened my eyes again, I was back in my sophomore year of college. He was still the campus hunk who coldly rejected my confession, but his heart was cheering with joy: [I love seeing Baby about to cry, she's so cute I could die.] In a fit of anger, I tore up the love letter I wrote for him and threw it into the trash can. Now, it was Julian Gu's turn to panic. 1 "Let's get a divorce." At the dining table, I said this to Julian Gu with apparent calm. In reality, my heart ached dully with every breath. He didn't even lift his eyelids: "Eat your food, stop making a scene." I smiled self-deprecatingly. Perhaps in Julian's eyes, whatever I do is just making a fuss out of nothing. It wasn't until I handed him the divorce agreement I had drafted long ago that he froze. "If there are no problems, just sign it directly." He stared tightly at the four big words on the cover, his clenched fingers trembling. I thought he must be overjoyed. After all, four years of college and five years of marriage, for these nine years, I clung to him like a plaster, chasing after him. If I hadn't been persistent and pestering, he would never have agreed to marry me. Julian's annoyance with me had long penetrated his bones. And in these five years, I also tasted the bitterness of a forced melon not being sweet. I also recognized a reality: Julian doesn't like me, and no matter how hard I try, he won't like me. So I felt that this self-deceiving dream should also wake up. Julian's thin cool lips parted slightly. Just when I thought he was going to say "Okay", a sudden cry came to my ears! [Ahhh, Wifey doesn't want me anymore, what to do what to do? Waiting online, very urgent urgent urgent urgent! [Did I make her angry? Or is she on her period, in a bad mood? [No! I calculated, it's not her time yet... [Then why is it, boohoo!] Me: "?" 2 I widened my eyes in astonishment! This voice was actually Julian's! But he has always been cold to me. Even if I begged bitterly, he wouldn't call me intimately like this. Not to mention he wouldn't take anything about me to heart at all, and never initiated intimacy after marriage. How could he remember my period so clearly?! Auditory hallucination! Must be an auditory hallucination! But the next second, that voice exploded again: [Should I pretend to choke on food and die, let Wifey take me to the hospital, to delay time? [But what to do after going to the hospital? Boohoo! [Better go break a leg. It takes a hundred days to heal bones and tendons, delaying one day is one day?] Now, I was completely confused! Because I was sure Julian indeed didn't open his mouth. So, all I heard were his inner thoughts? Simply like a completely different person! I hesitated, just about to tentatively speak, when my vision suddenly went black. 3 "If it's a love letter, forget it, I won't accept it." The boy's pleasant but temperature-less voice came into my ears. I opened my eyes, looking at this familiar campus, shocked to find myself back in my sophomore year. And at this moment, I was pinching a pink love letter in my hand. Nineteen-year-old Julian Gu stood right in front of me. He lowered his eyes, looking at me with the same condescending arrogance and indifference as before. I finally remembered, this was the second year of my crush on Julian, the day I gathered courage to confess to him. "Why aren't you speaking, hmm?" He raised his cold eyebrows slightly at me, but his inner voice sounded again: [Ah, Baby isn't going to drop little pearls (cry), is she?~ [Love seeing her look after being made to cry, really so cute, boohoo! [Strange, why haven't her eyes turned red yet? [Red ones would look more like an aggrieved little rabbit, looks so kissable.] A bold idea flashed by, and I exploded instantly! Could it be that Julian actually likes me too? Just that his mouth says no but his body says yes, only pretending to ignore me on the surface?! Then all these years, my pestering, my various sacrifices, didn't they look more like a clown in his eyes? 4 Now, my eyes really turned red. Only not from grievance, but from anger! Seeing this, Julian's expression didn't change, but his inner voice started to panic. [Eh, something's wrong, why does Baby look a bit angry? [Or... should I agree first? [What if she gets angry and never comes to find me again...] He pursed his thin cool lips, one hand in his pocket. As if making some difficult decision, he extended his other hand towards me. "Fine, I can accept your love letter, but it doesn't mean I will accept your feelings." I held back the urge to chop off his paw, gritted my teeth and sneered: "Who said this is a love letter for you?!" His gaze paused, puzzled. The next second, I tore the envelope in my hand to shreds. "Blocking me from throwing trash. "Idiot." I walked past him and threw the paper scraps into the trash can behind him. The air became quiet at this moment. I heard Julian's breath hitch. [Baby tore the love letter... for me?] "Crack—" Sounded like knuckles cracking. I dared not look back, fleeing in panic. 5 School cafeteria. I held chopsticks, sat there in a trance for a long time, Finally digested the fact that I returned to campus and was eight years younger. And judging by Julian's reaction, I should be the only one who came back for now. "Jojo (Jiaojiao), look quickly, photos on the confession wall!" An exclamation interrupted my thoughts. Roommate Linlin sitting opposite handed her phone to me. Don't know who secretly took these photos. Julian Gu's face was full of panic. As cool as he was when rejecting me, he was as wretched now manually digging through the trash can. The comment section exploded. Everyone was guessing what exactly could make the hunk of A University so desperate. Only I noticed a touch of pink in one of the photos and scoffed coldly. Strong man (playing tough), what was he doing earlier? "Something that can make Julian care so much must be very important, I think." Linlin rested her chin on one hand, sighing with emotion: "In terms of looks, ability, or family background, Julian is outstanding among the best. It's not an exaggeration to call him the favored son of heaven. "He has seen too many dazzling things. So something that can catch his eye and make him care so much must be extraordinary." I thought of these years by Julian's side. Except for my sincere heart, I seemed to have nothing presentable. Pity that sincerity is the least valuable thing. 6 I smiled self-deprecatingly: "Important or not, once thrown into the trash can, it's trash." "That's not it!" The boy's cold voice refuted anxiously, and my wrist was caught. I subconsciously looked up, crashing into those obsidian-like eyes. The moment our eyes met, his gaze trembled fiercely, and he let go of his hand in panic. [Can't, dug through trash can... can't touch her. [But I washed myself many, many times. [Will she dislike me for being dirty?] I was really speechless: "Do you have business?" Julian stared at me tightly, the corners of his eyes actually slightly red. "Not trash..." "What?" He moved his lips, I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly. Immediately after, he took out that love letter covered in tape. "Look, I taped it well." After speaking, he looked at me with expectation in his eyes. I raised my eyebrows slightly. The love letter was torn very finely by me. It was indeed not easy to restore it like this. Except— "Something written for my dog, you like it that much?" I turned my face cold and retorted unceremoniously. Julian's expression paused, next second: "Woof...?" Me: "6 (Speechless/Awesome)."
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