One's own life

  "Good morning?"

  When she heard the man who brushed past her calling out to her with his usual intimate form of address, Nan Chen had never felt such disgust as she did at that moment.

  "Call me Nan Chen."

  Nan Chen's face was devoid of a smile as she gazed at the man who, in just half a year, had transformed into someone else. She felt an overwhelming sense of estrangement. Gone were his affordable clothes, replaced by garments with exquisite workmanship and texture. His watch, cufflinks... all gifts from another woman.

  Two hearts that were once so close, now feel like just a dream.

  Su Hang felt Nan Chen's strangeness and distance, his face was embarrassed.

  "How have you been lately, Nanchen?"

  "Suhang, we don't have a relationship anymore. Whether I'm doing well or not isn't your concern. That's it, I have something else to do."

  After finishing speaking, Nan Chen was about to leave.

  Su Hang grasped her wrist and pulled Nan Chen back in a state of anxiety.

  "Morning, sorry."

  Nan Chen stopped in his tracks, turned around, and with a calm and peaceful gaze, buried all his emotions.

  "Suhang, it's no use saying these things now. Who was right or wrong doesn't matter anymore. The past is already in the past. You've chosen your current life and partner, I have my own life too. From now on, we're just strangers who don't have anything to do with each other."

  Su Hang listened to her finish speaking, and his hand finally slowly let go of hers.

  And Nan Chen left without looking back, as if she had really walked out of Su Hang's life.

  Qiao Mu found Nan Chen in the supermarket when she was crouching beside a shelf, holding a bottle of yogurt as if studying it carefully.

  However, soon he noticed something was off. She wasn't studying, but rather staring blankly into space, her expression hidden from view as she bowed her head. Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at her slender figure.

  "Wife? There's still some yogurt at home. Why don't we try a different brand?"

  Nan Chen suddenly lifted his head and met Qiao Mu's gentle and smiling face.

  For an instant, she was stunned, and before she knew it, he had already pulled her up with his large hands.

  "Are you stunned?"

  He snapped his fingers against her forehead, teasingly asking.

  "You're here."

  Nan Chen covered her forehead, her small face wrinkled, feeling a bit guilty.

  Qiao Mu looked at the empty handcart beside her.

  Nan Chen immediately explained, "I just arrived. I was stuck in traffic on the way here. Today is also inexplicable, and it's not even a weekend, but there are so many people."

  Qiao Mu raised an eyebrow, "Is it?"

  "Yes." Nan Chen's eyes didn't dare meet his, and he quickly changed the subject. "Let's go, let's hurry up and finish shopping so we can head home."

  As she spoke, she put her arm around his and pushed the cart forward.

  "Have you handled the payment card?"

  "Uh-huh. I also transferred this month's loan into it."

  "Ah, thank you for your hard work, dear husband. Once I graduate and get a raise, I'll be able to share more of the burden with you." Nan Chen gave Qiao Mu Shen a sweet smile, and her previously anxious and empty heart slowly became more grounded.

  This is her life, a life she has longed for and felt satisfied with.

  "You don't know I just went to see my tutor, she told me..."

  Two people walked side by side, slowly strolling along, occasionally exchanging topics. She spoke, he listened quietly, occasionally glancing at each other with a smile, very warm.