[R18] Upstairs and downstairs (1v1) h – “Upstairs Downstairs (1v1) h” Divorce [English]

It was a rainy day on June 14th. Fu Xianling stood at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau holding an umbrella for half an hour, and finally waited for Zhang Quanfeng.

He got out of the car without an umbrella, and walked up to Fu Xianling in the rain. He probably hadn’t shaved for several days, so his face was unshaven and very haggard.

He has always been strong and proud, but because of the divorce, he suddenly fell from the altar. In one day, he was terminated by twenty-five companies, and half of his resources were destroyed. The company director proposed to transfer him to another place, but he refused. After resigning, he stayed in the new house for two days.

Lily had been with him all the time, and he thought a friend in need was a friend indeed, but when he came back yesterday, he discovered that Lily had taken away all his cards, leaving only one fifty yuan card in his wallet.

He stared at the fifty-dollar bill in his hand and laughed for a long time, and then drank all night.

He lay on the floor and slept all night, and also dreamed of Fu Xianling. In my memory, he was drunk and vomited as soon as he arrived at the door of the house. Fu Xianling carried him to the room, wiped his face, fed him water and changed clothes, and took care of him all night.

When he got up, there was stomach-nourishing millet porridge and a bottle of stomach medicine on the dining table.

When Zhang Quanfeng opened his eyes, the house was empty except for he.

He originally thought that Fu Xianling would never divorce him in this life. There are a lot of men like him out there, and the wife at home just needs to give him more money.

But he was wrong.

Fu Xianling is different from others. She has always loved him. She once looked at him with a pair of smiling eyes and asked: “Do you think we will only have one child in the future, or two?”

During Zhang Quanfeng’s rain-soaked journey, many scenes flashed through his mind: Fu Xianling fell asleep on the sofa waiting for him to come back; she cooked a large table of dishes for him; on his birthday, she made him a bowl of hand-made longevity noodles; on the day of the New Year, she made a wish and said that she hoped to spend many Spring Festivals together in the future…

He’s eyes suddenly turned red. He didn’t even raise his head when he walked in front of Fu Xianling. He just said in a hoarse voice, “Go in.”

Fu Xianling handed him a tissue. Zhang Quanfeng paused for a long time before reaching out to take it.

She handed him many things: his briefcase, his slippers, his towel, his water glass, his chopsticks, his tea cup, his toothbrush, his tie, shirt, his coat, his suitcase…

Today seems to be the last time she hands something to him.

He stared at the paper for a long time, and then gently wiped his face. The paper smelled of the hand cream in her hand, and had a faint scent of tea. She was good at making tea, but he had never tasted it carefully.

“Zhang Quanfeng?”

He came back to his senses when he heard the voice. He looked up and saw that Fu Xianling had already walked in, ten meters away from him. This was the first time he heard her call him like this.

The tone was unfamiliar and distant.

He said nothing, clenched the paper in his hand and walked in.

After getting the divorce certificate, Zhang Quanfeng looked at Fu Xianling’s back and asked, “Can we have a meal together?”

Fu Xianling paused for a while, then looked back at him while holding an umbrella. He had lost a lot of weight, his cheekbones were protruding, his eye sockets were sunken, and his whole body seemed to have been sucked dry. His face was dark, thin, and extremely haggard.

She nodded, “Okay.”

She chose a very lively place, a hot pot restaurant, and sat in the lobby, with people talking and laughing from all directions.

She took out the meatballs and crab meat rod and put them in front of he, and said softly, “Eat it.”

He remembered that every time he and she went out to eat, she always picked up food for him, even when going to his parents’ house, and when going out to eat. She always took care of him, poured water for him, picked up food for him, and advised him to drink less and eat more food.

But when one day, he discovered that the woman in front of him no longer belonged to him, he realized what regret was.

Zhang Quanfeng lowered his head and took a bite of the meatballs, tears falling on the plate. He stuffed all kinds of meatballs into his mouth with all his strength. He kept his head down.

When the waiter came to serve the rice cakes, he discovered that the man’s face was full of tears.

Fu Xianling sighed softly, told the waiter to pay, picked up her bag and was about to leave. Zhang Quanfeng raised his head and called her, “Fu Xianling…”

This time she didn’t look back and kept walking forward.

Zhang Quanfeng choked and said, “I’m sorry…”

Fu Xianling paused for a while, took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in her eyes, and walked out without looking back.