When Manager Liang returned home, a woman in her forties opened the door.

Seeing Huo Qiming, the woman smiled gently. "You must be Little Huo. My husband often mentions you."

Seeing his wife, Manager Liang suddenly jumped into his wife's arms with a smile. "Honey, I'm back. You've worked hard today."

"Look what you look like after drinking. Others will laugh at you."

Huo Qiming felt a little sad when he saw how loving the couple were. "Auntie Liang, I've sent Manager Liang back, so I'll head back first."

Unexpectedly, Manager Liang grabbed onto Huo Qiming's sleeve to prevent him from leaving. "Since Little Huo is here, come in and sit down for a while. Try your sister-in-law's soup. I can't even drink enough."

"I don't want to disturb you anymore ..."

"Come in quickly. It's windy at the door."

Auntie Liang finally let him in.

Huo Qiming sat on the sofa awkwardly, while Manager Liang fell to his side and Auntie Liang was in the kitchen making hot soup. Manager Liang looked sweetly at his wife's back and said to Huo Qiming, "Did you see that? This is the warmth of home. There's a woman waiting for you at home. No matter how late you are outside, how tired you are, as long as you get home and see her, you won't be tired anymore. Take a sip of her soup. It's worth it for the rest of your life."

Huo Qiming recalled the honey water that Ding Yuqiu had prepared for him every morning, the breakfast that was never the same in the morning, and the dinner prepared when he had returned every night. His heart suddenly ached.

"Hey, Little Huo, you're not young anymore. Are you married?"

Manager Liang suddenly looked at Huo Qiming, who was in pain.

"Hey, I was just asking. If you don't want to talk, then ..."

"I've been married for seven years, from the age of twenty to twenty-seven. My wife and I ... We had a cold marriage for seven years. In the end, she couldn't stand me and we divorced."

Huo Qiming suddenly interrupted Manager Liang, opening his heart to a stranger for the first time.

Perhaps it was because he felt that Manager Liang would not remember anything when he was drunk, or that the relationship between Manager Liang and his wife was really enviable. In any case, he had kept his words to himself for a long time.

"My wife and were like having an arranged marriage, but I actually fell in love with her the first time I saw her. However, I refused to admit that I fell in love with a woman who was not good enough for me. I did many wrong things to make her sad and upset, but she still waited for me for seven years. I now roughly understand that she has been waiting for me to grow up and come back to her. But I let her down. In the end, she had no choice but to leave me. Now, I have completely lost her."

Manager Liang slowly sat up and looked at Huo Qiming with a gloomy face. He patted his shoulder and said, "Little Huo, men make mistakes when they are young. Since you're still in love with her, you should change your problems and go get her back."

Change? Could he still change?

Did he have a chance to change?

Who's he gonna show it to even he changed?

Huo Qiming shook his head with a bitter smile. "She won't give me another chance."

Because, she's dead.

Manager Liang patted Huo Qiming on the shoulder. "It's okay. You're still young and you have plenty of time. There are plenty of examples of divorce and remarriage. Look at your sister-in-law and I. Although we're in love now, we've also looked down on each other before. Everyone's from that stage, right, honey?"

Manager Liang smiled as he took Auntie Liang's soup and smiled at his wife.

Auntie Liang looked at Manager Liang angrily. "You're making Little Huo laugh. Stop talking."

"Little Huo, your wife ... What kind of person is your ex-wife? Tell us. You're a nice guy, and we'll find a way to help you get her back."