In the third year of Julian's infidelity, the long-lost system reappeared, telling me I could go home. In the final ten days, I stopped arguing and fighting with him. I let him spend nights out with his canary. I let him give things I cared about to her. On the day I left, it was my birthday. He rushed in with the canary, knocking over my cake, strangling me and pinning me against the window. Questioning why I harmed their child. "When did you become so vicious?" I smiled, too lazy to explain. "Yes, I am that vicious." "So, live well with her." Then, under his gaze, I turned and jumped from the nineteenth floor. Ending everything I had in this world. 1 When the long-lost system appeared and told me I could go home, I had just finished a heated argument with Julian Reed. He had just returned home after being intimate with his kept canary, Bella White. Seeing me lying on the bed, he leaned in and hugged me from behind. His lips were warm, moving along my neck. I sat up abruptly and instinctively slapped him. "Julian, if you don't feel dirty, I do." He was stunned for a moment, touching his face self-deprecatingly. Then he suddenly pulled me up. Pinned me in front of the bathroom mirror, one hand gripping my chin, eyes poisoned. "You find me dirty? Mia, look at yourself. Do you have any resemblance to your former self?" I looked at myself in the mirror. Hair messy, one strap of my pajamas hanging off my shoulder, like a madwoman. The most beautiful eyes from the past were no longer lively and gentle. Fine lines had quietly crept onto my face, and the youthful vigor was gone. At that moment, Bella's youthful face flashed through my mind. Those bright eyes, burning with desire and ambition, looked at me provocatively. "So what, Julian? Is this your reason for cheating?" I sneered, leaning against the wall, eyes moist. He slowly approached me, his thumb gently wiping the corner of my eye. "I've said it more than once, I'm just playing. When I'm tired of playing, I'll come back. Mia, I've always loved you." Disgusting. Uncontrollable disgust. I screamed painfully. Grabbed a bottle and smashed it into the mirror, shattering it. "Get out, get out!" After he left, I stood barefoot on the cold marble floor, looking at the huge model photo of Bella that Julian had projected on the LED screen outside the window. A light mocking smile. Confrontations like today's had played out countless times over the past year. From the initial heart-wrenching pain to now, only despair and numbness remained. I didn't belong to this world. Eight years ago, I came to this world on a mission to save the miserable and paranoid youth, Julian Reed. At that time, his father cheated, the family business went bankrupt, his mother committed suicide, and he was heavily in debt. His eyes were dead silent. It was I who came here, on a sunny morning, walking towards that humble and pitiful youth. Later, I lived with him in the basement, ate bran and swallowed vegetables, and paid off all debts bit by bit. He once asked me in confusion. "Why are you so good to me?" I smiled and held his hand, "Maybe it's an instruction from God." He lowered his head and whispered, "Then that's really the best gift God has given me in my life." On the day the mission was completed, he seemed to anticipate that I would leave, hugging me tightly from behind with red eyes, staying awake all night. I softened and hugged him. "Julian, I won't go home." Since then, the system completely disappeared. For five whole years, it never appeared once. And during these five years, Julian cheated, right in the third year of our marriage. He kept a young and beautiful model, Bella White. 2 I still remember the day I discovered his infidelity. He came back drunk, holding me and leaning on me, suddenly saying something in a daze. "Bella, why have you become shorter?" I thought he was a bit funny at the time. I've always been 1.65 meters tall; how could anyone suddenly become shorter? Later, I checked his phone and realized that Bella, the one he kept, was 1.74 meters tall, tall and sexy, completely different from me. And the name he mentioned, was it my name, Mia, or her name, Bella? ... I can't remember many details of that day. Only remember the brain buzzing instantly, the world dark. Julian knelt in front of me, crying bitterly, saying he was momentarily attracted by novelty and made a mistake. Three years of dating, three years of marriage, giving up returning home, only to end up with such an outcome. I was unwilling, refused to let each other go just like that. So, we tacitly chose to maintain the marriage. But rotting love, roses with insect eggs, reluctant to throw away, yet disgusting. In his repeated betrayals, we argued and resented each other repeatedly until we were exhausted and disheartened. Like a blunt knife cutting flesh, slowly wearing away the last bit of love. So when the long-lost system woke up from dormancy and talked to me. I responded immediately. "System, I regret it. I want to go home." 3 "Host, I warned you that day. The plot after the mission is unpredictable... including Julian's change of heart." "However, given your excellent mission performance in the past, I can grant you a special privilege and open the channel home for you again." "Only, the time is in ten days." Tears streamed down my face, and I nodded. "Okay, you have the last ten days left in this world. The countdown to detachment begins officially." The system disappeared again. The house returned to deathly silence again. I wiped my dry tears and began to pack things. I no longer wanted to leave any traces in this world. I packed all my clothes and threw them into the trash can. I also took down the wedding photos of Julian and me on the wall one by one and took out the wedding ring he gave me. When we got married that year, Julian held this diamond, which was only 70 points but cost his entire fortune, choking and kneeling on one knee to me. "Mia, you are the only light in my dark life." "In this life, I am only loyal to you." This 70-point diamond, although small, carried the most intense love between Julian and me. I always wore it on my hand. Until that day I saw Bella holding his arm, with that five-carat pink diamond on her hand, shining brightly. This ring was then completely placed in the drawer. I smashed the diamond ring hard, and the wedding photo glass instantly shattered. Finally, looking at this home full of traces of my life with Julian, I felt a sudden sense of relief. I was unwilling for five years in this pathological marriage and struggled for five years. Now, finally being able to leave is also a kind of liberation. 4 Early the next morning, I got up and went downstairs. The lights in the room were dim. Julian sat on the sofa smoking, his expression unclear. "Where are the wedding photos on the wall?" He spoke faintly, stopping me. The messages on the phone kept jumping and beeping. It was a message from Bella, smiling brightly holding a bouquet of gold foil roses she just received. [So tired last night, but after receiving the gift, I can do it again~] He noticed, still recklessly lighting up the phone. "Put them away." I was calm and walked straight past him to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. He put out the cigarette, smiled, got up, and took out a high-end necklace from Van Cleef & Arpels from his pocket. Put it around my neck from behind. "Still angry?" "Here, an apology gift. It suits you well." He lowered his head and whispered in my ear like a snake sticking out its tongue. "Mia, you will always be Mrs. Reed. No one can replace your position. Including Bella." "When I'm tired of playing, let's try to have a child again, how about it?" I pushed him away coldly, turned around and stroked the charming lipstick mark remaining on his shirt. Squeezed out a sarcastic smile. Walked away.
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