She had clearly changed, but as to why she had become so drastically different so quickly and without any warning, he had no idea.
In fact, over the years he had almost never paid real attention to Luo Qiangwei, or rather, he didn't need to. That woman was deeply ingrained in his life, and he had grown accustomed to her presence, so accustomed that whenever he saw her he could choose to simply ignore her.
But what if, gradually, he couldn't see her anymore, or—after the storm passed, after the divorce—he could never see her again.
What would it be like?
Just thinking about it, it seemed like it wouldn't matter much, it wouldn't affect him at all, not in the slightest.
Yet why did he feel so uncomfortable, and this discomfort had grown stronger and stronger ever since he saw her bowing her head with a self-deprecating smile at the wedding, spreading from the tips of his nerves to the depths of his heart.