7

After deciding to let the lawyer sue Willow according to the litigation process, my work also began to enter the handover stage. The agency arranged for someone to visit the house and notified me in advance. In desperation, I had to contact Willow again and ask her to come back and move her belongings. She seemed to have drunk a lot of wine on the other end of the phone, and her words were unclear, "Leo, how can you be so cruel? You want to kick me out of the house before we get a divorce. If I don't get a divorce, I will entangle with you to the end even if I die."

"Sister Willow, he doesn't want you anymore, why don't you let go? Have you forgotten? You still have me." Just as I was about to hang up the phone, Bruce's soothing voice came again.

"Get lost! Why would my husband not want me? Isn't it because of you?"

" Yes, it's because of me, but didn't you seduce me first? It was you who said Leo was good for nothing, unlike me..." Then, a loud slap came from the other end of the phone, followed by a commotion. I hung up the phone and sent her belongings to my mother-in-law's house. However, when the agent went upstairs the next day, I found Willow lying on the mat at the door.

"This..." The agent looked at me hesitantly.

I smiled and said to them, "I don't know them. I think someone got drunk and walked into the wrong house. I'll notify the property management to handle it. You guys come in first." As I said this, I dragged the person and the floor mat to the side. After everyone entered the door, I glanced at Willow who was sleeping like a dead pig , and slammed the door shut.

The house was reserved by this family that day. When they left, Willow woke up and stood at the door to block everyone's way. "This house is not for sale. I tell you, this is my house." Fearing that she would ruin my business, I pushed her away, "Crazy woman, don't make trouble in front of my house."

I turned my back to her, holding the door with one hand and walking forward with the other hand to let the others leave. Willow struggled with me, "Leo, get out of the way. The house is not yours alone. Who are you to decide?" "I don't want to. I don't want to sell the house. This is our home."

She cried and finally slid down to the ground, sobbing. I turned and stared at her for a long time, and said faintly: "If you really had this home in your heart, you wouldn't be so unappreciative of it."

She stared at me blankly, and I turned around resolutely and closed the door. Sitting on the sofa, looking up at the table lamp above my head, the sweet scene when I chose this table lamp still emerged in my mind. However, times have changed, and now all that is left is that I told my friends to cancel the consultation. For Willow, I don't want to spend any more effort.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day to return to City D. I checked in, dragged my suitcase, and called a taxi. Before closing the car door, I took a last look at the third floor. A small daisy on the balcony swayed in the wind, as if waving goodbye to me.

When boarding the plane, Willow got the news from somewhere and chased me to the airport. She was sweating profusely, and the strands of hair on her forehead were wet and stuck to her forehead. There was no trace of her love life on her. " Leo ." She turned around and didn't find me in the crowd, so she could only shout loudly. Countless people cast their eyes, and the security guard also stepped forward to stop her searching figure. She struggled and cried, as if she had lost something very important. I retracted my gaze, smiled politely at the staff, and stepped into the boarding gate calmly. The plane flew into the clouds, leaving this city that I once loved so much far away.

Goodbye, City Z; Goodbye, Willow.