At the sixth wedding anniversary banquet, she hung up "Congratulations on sending off the ex-husband" and took divorce as a joke for the fourth time. I raised my glass to "Happy breakup", and the laughter stopped abruptly. But I found out the marriage certificate was fake, and six years of cohabitation had no record. I quietly prepared a 1.37 million bill and a notarization certificate. She arranged to make up for the wedding banquet, and I agreed. On the day of the wedding banquet, I flew to Urumqi, leaving only a box of ledger, notarization certificate, and boarding pass. She chased me to the construction site, and I asked, which of these six years' things was given to me?