Going back to being twenty, taking her heartbroken son to a massage parlor.

Cheating?!

These two words were uttered.

The air in the entire dormitory seemed to freeze for half a second.

Su Zhiling had already straightened her back and was about to come over and argue with her father.

Shang Xiuyan also slipped on her slippers, intending to act as a peacemaker and mediate the fight.

result.

Hearing this shocking revelation...

The two moved in perfect unison.

They all retreated to their lower bunks in unison.

He plopped down on his bottom.

Shang Xiuyan casually grabbed a handful of popcorn and gave half to Su Zhiling.

The two sat side by side.

His eyes were wide open.

You absolutely have to hear this gossip!

So exciting!

Su Mu was completely stunned.

My head is buzzing.

cheating?

That's an outrageous way to put a label on someone!

Even though his ex-wife Jiang Yiyao didn't let him touch her for five whole years.

The thought of cheating never crossed his mind.

As a man who stands tall and upright.

He was loyal to his wife when they got married.

Have a clear conscience.

Even if he wants to find a mistress after a divorce, he will do so openly and honestly, without any attempt to hide it.

What's this called?

This is called the Pure Love Party!

Such a despicable thing as cheating is simply impossible for Su Mu.

Su Mu was so angry that he laughed instead.

He pointed at Liao Feiyue.

"Hey junior, we have to be reasonable people."

"You're all talk, aren't you?"

"We only met briefly at the radio station back then, we never even held hands, how did that become me cheating?"

"Even if you're trying to stage an accident, you can't do it like that!"

"You're fabricating this out of thin air and trying to ruin someone's reputation!"

Liao Feiyue was so angry at his self-righteous attitude that she trembled all over.

She slumped onto the bed, her beautiful peach blossom eyes red and swollen, tears streaming down her smooth cheeks like broken pearls.

She murmured to herself, her voice filled with endless grievance.

"Am I being unreasonable?"

"You've never been together before?"

"Su Mu, you're a bastard!"

Just then.

A crack was quietly opened in the door.

Liao Xiuqi's gray head poked in.

The old man gritted his teeth, his face contorted in anger.

"Yay!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

"Great-Grandma, you've been wronged!"

"I'm going to skin this brat alive today!"

Liao Fei didn't return at the beginning of the month.

Her red lips parted slightly.

"roll."

boom.

The door closed in the blink of an eye.

Liao Xiuqi didn't dare to add even a single punctuation mark.

The room returned to quiet.

Liao Feiyue raised her head.

He stared intently at Su Mu.

His eyes were filled with resentment.

"You're saying we were never together?"

"Then what about those love letters from back then?"

"You clearly replied to my letter, you accepted my confession, you said you would only love the person who wrote the letter for the rest of your life, and you said you would be with that person forever."

"It's all in black and white; are you trying to renege on your promise now?"

love letter?

Upon hearing those two words...

Su Mu's heart skipped a beat.

A bad feeling crept into my heart.

because.

There really is such a thing.

That was during my university days.

Back then, smartphones weren't common.

The most popular way for young men and women to express their love is by sending love letters.

The main theme is "seeing a letter is like seeing the person, and though the letter is short, the feelings are deep."

Su Mu was the chief announcer at the radio station at the time.

He's handsome and sings well.

He was the dream lover of every girl in the school.

Every day, as soon as I open the door to the broadcasting room...

The love letters on the table were piled up to half a meter high.

I received so many love letters that my hands were sore.

Su Mu didn't even glance at the vast majority of them; he simply packed them up and threw them into the wastebasket.

There was only one letter.

He couldn't bear to throw it away.

the reason is simple.

First, the envelope had an extremely pleasant, subtle fragrance.

Su Mu has a keen sense of smell.

You can tell a woman's character by her scent.

The fragrance is delicate and sophisticated, definitely not the cheap, powdery scent.

The person who wrote the letter must be an extremely beautiful woman.

Secondly, the writing style of this letter is absolutely superb.

There are no generic "I love you" or "I miss you" phrases.

There are no cheesy, corny pickup lines either.

The letter was written in neat, elegant penmanship:

Before I even pick up my pen, my heart is already filled with you.

I know little about you, but I can't forget you.

Her handwriting is elegant and graceful, exuding a sense of intelligence.

Later, they even discussed the philosophy of life with him.

I like your appearance, but I want to touch your soul even more.

I want to answer ten questions with you.

"If our values ​​align, shall we be together?"

Su Mu finished reading it at that time.

He was hit all over.

This girl is so special!

Everyone is praising him for being handsome and for his singing.

This girl, however, wanted to explore his inner self.

Isn't this the legendary soulmate?!

Su Mu's inherent pretentious and pedantic artistic temperament was fully unleashed.

He wrote back without hesitation.

"Hurrah."

Spring passes and autumn comes.

A whole month.

The windowsill of the broadcasting room became their secret mailbox.

One letter every day.

Unwavering.

The first thing they discussed made Su Mu exclaim in admiration.

Who do you think is the happiest person around you?

Su Mu paced back and forth in his dormitory, holding the letter.

That's a really insightful question.

A person's definition of happiness directly reflects their values.

No need to look at what she looks like now.

What she envies is the life she most desires and looks forward to in the future.

To answer this question, Su Mu even took the letter back to his dormitory and held a seminar with the strategists there.

I was afraid that my limited writing skills would lower the quality of the letter.

He spent the entire night writing a lengthy, three-page reply.

Since.

The two began communicating more and more frequently.

The topics discussed are becoming increasingly in-depth.

They talked about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life.

The conversation ranged from future career planning to family responsibilities.

Their values ​​align so well that they're practically identical.

Su Mu was completely captivated.

In his last letter, he wrote an extremely cheesy sentence.

"I've been searching for something, searching for someone."

"I'm sure it's you."

I want to know your name.

at last.

A reply has arrived.

At the end of the letter, there was a line of neat, small handwriting.

Want to know me?

"My name is Jiang Yiyao."

Su Mu then suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out that this extraordinary woman was someone whose soul resonated deeply with his.

It turned out to be someone I knew.

Jiang Yiyao.

This became the opportunity for Su Mu and his ex-wife to officially get together, and it was also the main reason why he decided to marry his ex-wife.

Because that letter was a token of their love.

The memory ends.

Su Mu suddenly looked up at Liao Feiyue on the bed, his eyes filled with extremely complex emotions.

"I remember now."

"That's true."

"I did say in my reply that we should be together."

Upon hearing this, Liao Feiyue finally couldn't hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.

"You remembered?"

"You finally remembered?"

"We had even thought of names for our future children!"

"If it's a boy, we'll name him Su Shixing, which means 'plucking stars from the sky'."

"If it's a girl, we'll name her Su Zhiling, which means 'a heart as pure as orchid and iris'."

"Your daughter's name is now Su Zhiling!"

"You still dare to say we were never together?"

What the hell!

Upon hearing this, Su Mu's lips twitched violently.

He wondered why his ex-wife, Jiang Yiyao, objected so strongly when he named their daughter back then.

It turns out that Jiang Yiyao didn't choose this name at all!

Su Zhiling, who was on the lower bunk, gasped.

My brain is completely overwhelmed.

Everything's in chaos!

My dad's white moonlight wasn't my mom?

Your own name.

It was actually Liao's great-grandmother who gave it that name?

Is this jade pendant really her mother?

Outside.

Liao Xiuqi eavesdropped by pressing his ear against the door.

Tears streamed down his face.

She kept wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

That's so touching.

No wonder my great-grandmother has remained chaste for over a decade and never showed any interest in any man.

No wonder Great-Grandma cared so much about that little girl named Su Zhiling.

original.

This is true love that has lasted for more than a decade!

My great-grandmother suffered so much.

That man named Su Mu deserves to die!

He actually abandoned his great-grandmother and married another woman, having children with her.

Scumbag!

What an absolute scumbag!

in the dormitory.

The atmosphere had reached its peak.

Liao Feiyue waited with tears in her eyes for Su Mu's confession.

Su Mu sighed.

One sentence ended the game.

"Junior, we may have a disagreement."

"Wasn't that love letter written by my ex-wife?"

"Her name was clearly written on the last line of that letter."

"Her name is Jiang Yiyao!"