Someone laughed:

"We know better than anyone else, don't we? If she hadn't gotten married, Captain Mark wouldn't have given up and gone on a blind date."

"Besides, Ms. Yu isn't here."

I was holding a hot dish that had just come out of the pot, but it felt colder than ice.

I used to feel disgusted when these people called me "sister-in-law."

Mark put down his wine glass forcefully, his face darkening as he prepared to speak.

I just happened to clear my throat and walked out, placing the dish on the table.

"Let's eat."

I smiled, preparing to sit down.

Suddenly, Mark seemed to see something, and his brow furrowed:

"Why are there so many dishes that Sarah doesn't like?"

Sarah waved her hand and said softly:

"It's okay, it's okay. I can just eat vegetables."

"Sister-in-law... didn't mean to."

She said that, but her eyes were red.

Mark stood up, his brows furrowed with obvious displeasure:

"I'll take you to the state-run restaurant."

"Wait a minute."

I suddenly spoke up and poured myself a glass of wine.

Mark stared at me in surprise.

I had never drunk in front of him in the five years we were married.

"Sarah, I'd like to offer you a toast."

The wine burned my throat, causing me to cough non-stop.

Mark frowned and reached out to pat my back.

I subconsciously dodged, hiding my red eyes.

His hand froze in mid-air, his expression suddenly darkening.

"Yu Nanqing, you are really unreasonable."

He left with Sarah after saying that.

The remaining teammates exchanged glances and got up to leave.

I sat in the courtyard and ate the meal alone.

There were four hours left before the train's departure.

I picked all the vegetables I planted in the courtyard and gave them to the neighbors on both sides.

There were three hours left before the train's departure.

After cleaning the dishes, I put the divorce application and the used snow cream on the table.

There were two hours left before the train's departure.

I picked up my luggage and got on the army's truck.

The young soldier driving the car asked me:

"Ms. Yu, are you going home again? How long will you be staying this time?"

I gave him some fruit candies and said with a smile:

"I don't know, maybe a lifetime."

The soldier thought I was joking, and happily took the fruit candies and said:

"Then tell Captain Mark to tell me when you come back. I'll come pick you up again."

I nodded, silently saying in my heart:

"There won't be a next time."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mark and Sarah returned home with the teammates from that afternoon.

The group was talking and laughing, carrying packed food.

"Ms. Yu, we're back!"

The first person to enter shouted, and fumbled for the light when he saw that the house was dark.

"Did Ms. Yu go out?"

The teammate scratched his head and put the food he was carrying on the table.

He paused when he saw the letter on the table and subconsciously shouted:

"Captain Mark, Ms. Yu left you a letter. It's... it's a divorce... application..."