The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

She couldn’t let those textbooks fall into Gu Juexi’s hands, otherwise she would be hearing about it for the rest of her life.

“Erm, I only wrote it once in that particular book and Professor Zhou saw it, that’s all. I already sold the book after I graduated,” Ye Yuwei blurted out, pretending to be casual but guiltily avoiding his gaze.

Gu Juexi got to his feet and pulled Ye Yuwei with him.

Ye Yuwei squeaked in surprise. Her hand was locked in Gu Juexi’s grip as they exited the study hall. “Where are we going?”

Gu Juexi remained quiet. He walked hand-in-hand with Ye Yuwei until they reached a bookstore in front of the campus’s North Gate where they had parked their car.

One of the main functions of the bookstore at every university was to buy second-hand books from the graduating students and sell them to the juniors. It was a wise and eco-friendly recycling move.

So here Ye Yuwei was, watching her germophobic husband searching for a book from ten years ago in a dusty second-hand bookstore.

Ye Yuwei blinked in disbelief.

Was she dreaming?

The owner of the bookstore had set up a fruit stall out front. He would usually let the students search for the books themselves. Since the new semester was about to start, there were a lot of people buying fruits, hence he didn’t deliberately man the bookstore.

In the small bookstore, the bookshelves were stacked with countless books that carried histories from their previous owners. The narrow aisles between the shelves were only wide enough for a person to walk on, and they were so narrow it was hard for the person to turn around.

“Gu Juexi, it’s been ten years now. You won’t find it, and this is not the only bookstore around our college anyway,” Ye Yuwei shouted from the other aisle. The humid air in this bookstore was rather suffocating, how was he enduring it?

Could it be that the severity of Mr. Gu’s germophobia depended on the person and place?

When they reached the end of the aisles, there was finally enough space to accommodate two people. Gu Juexi pushed Ye Yuwei away and growled, “Get out of my way.”

Ye Yuwei spun around like a character in a cartoon as she was pushed aside. She glared at the man who walked along the aisle she had just come from, his eyes screening through the books at the Economics section.

“Gu Juexi, it’s your name. Maybe someone who admired you kept the book and never resold it,” Ye Yuwei suggested.

Gu Juexi smirked, “And you had the heart to sell it? Ye Yuwei, I never know your love is cheaper than a second-hand book.”

Ye Yuwei refreshed her memory. How much did she sell her second-hand books for anyway?

Around two to ten dollars. She even sold some for five cents a pound.

Well he was right, it seemed that her love was not very valuable.

However, the situation that Ye Yuwei described was plausible. After all, Gu Juexi was very famous in the School of Economics so if someone saw his name on the book, it was possible that the buyer would want to keep the book for herself.

Gu Juexi wasn’t going to give up just yet. He asked as he scanned through the shelves, “How many books in total?”

“How am I supposed to remember that? It’s been ten years,” Ye Yuwei huffed in annoyance.

“That means you wrote my name in all your books,” Gu Juexi concluded.

Ye Yuwei blinked in confusion. What kind of logic was that?

Although he was right, she did write his name in all her books.

The search at the first bookstore yielded no results. Gu Juexi inquired about the location of the second bookstore. Besides being a tour guide, Ye Yuwei could only let Gu Juexi go on his crazy treasure hunt.

[Yezi: Do you know what Gu Juexi is doing now?

Yaojing:?

Yezi: Searching for the second-hand recycling bookstore at the South Gate of our university.

Yaojing: What the…?