Sheng Shi took a deep breath, swallowed, and stared deeply at Gu Lanshan's face, then spoke again, "Chu Chu, let's get a divorce."
When Sheng Shi finished this sentence, his gaze swiftly shifted to the window outside; he didn't have the courage to glance at Gu Lanshan's expression, whether it was sadness or joy.
He had known her for fifteen years, five thousand four hundred seventy-five days, one hundred thirty thousand four hundred hours, seventy-eight million four thousand minutes, seven hundred nine million fifty-six thousand heartbeats.
From the moment he met her, to falling in love with her, until now, she had always been part of this lengthy journey.
He had never thought that one day he would actually let go.
Various emotions that Sheng Shi couldn't suppress were churning inside him; he raised his hand and gently covered his face.
