"Exactly. If they love each other so much, why get divorced? Why not remarry?"
"Family pressure couldn't have been enough to cause all this, could it?"
"I don't understand, I can't figure it out, and I still don't get it!"
Feng Honglian had kept this question bottled up for over a decade. The livestream viewers were intensely curious too, discussing, debating, and asking about it in the livestream.
Why divorce? Why not remarry??
Feng Yijun looked dazed, his eyes hollow, as though his soul had left his body and only an empty shell remained.
"'Mere family pressure'?"
He seemed to be mocking himself, or mocking something else, or perhaps he simply no longer cared about anything and was ready to give up.
Feng Yijun suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter filled with despair.
His honest, guileless expression gradually darkened, becoming full of sorrow.
His beloved was dead, his hopes were shattered, and his future...
Was over.
"We were childhood sweethearts. We grew up together."
Feng Yijun's voice sounded hollow and unreal.
"Her parents were servants in our household."
"Huaxia thirty years ago wasn't as open-minded as it is now. Wealthy, powerful families in particular placed great importance on matching family backgrounds and marriage alliances."
"When I was still young, my parents had already arranged my marriage. Other than those few so-called well-bred ladies and wealthy heiresses, no other woman could marry me."
"Honglian, do you know? When I was young, I thought exactly the same way you do. And I was more rebellious than anyone!"
"Back then, I thought: it's my life and my marriage. What right does anyone else have to decide for me? You want me to marry some rich young lady? Then I'll insist on marrying a wild girl!"
"Besides, she was the one who grew up