Three years with your boyfriend.
Found all his social accounts named Julie.
I thought he loved romantic July, without asking.
Until the day we got married, his ex-girlfriend sent a gift, the name of the money on the box…
Joy.
I finally understood that he did not love July, but love and joy.
In that moment, my heart fell at the bottom of the valley…
I had a white dress too much to drink at a wedding far away.
Her husband’s face is far too dark for her.
She didn’t pay attention to the distance, but laughed at me: “Did you hear that you’re pregnant? Did the child name you? I’m sorry.
I touched my stomach and said, “The little one is July.” I’m sorry.
“July. “How can July be called, not July?” I’m sorry.
I have a slight expression, some of which is unclear.
In the condensed air, Hershey’s little hair broke the silence:
“Sister-in-law, my classmates are confused. I’ll take her to the hotel. I’m sorry.
After they left, I couldn’t bear to ask for a little bit more.
“Who is she?
He has devoted himself to looking at me, and there is no anomaly in my mind. I’m sorry.
I’d like to ask.
He changed the subject first.
“Honey, my company is drunk. I’ll go check it out. I’m sorry.
“All right…” I’m going to swallow all the words I have to ask.
I don’t know what’s going on, watching him walk away from me.
When my best friend came to me, he had a nice gift box in his hand.
She threw the box in front of me and said, “This is what your lover left behind.” I’m sorry.
“The enemy? * My heart jumped so hard, I thought of the white dress girl and how white she was. *
“The girl who just fell down there crying so badly. “She cried like this to someone else’s groom.”
After that, I’m even more upset.
“Don’t worry, your family is a famous wife’s demon, and he can’t do anything wrong to you.” I’m sorry.
Yeah, he’s got me in my bones.
Everyone says I’m married to love.
I shouldn’t have doubted him.
I’ve been spitting out for a long time, and I’m not ready to worry.
I’m talking to Zilong while I’m unconscious playing with the box.
Suddenly.
The name on the box drew my attention.
I took a closer look at her.
Wait.
July…
The string in my head burst, I opened my mouth and my back went down.
My world was dark.
“Why are you crying? Don’t scare me. I’m sorry.
“Where’s He Shui? I want to see him. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’m looking for Shin. You’re still pregnant. You can’t cry anymore. I’m sorry.
I’m shaking my hands and handing over the phone.
I’m anxious to know where Hermit is and my voice is shaking.
“I want to make a video with him. I’m sorry.
Noding, the video was just dialed, and it was hung up.
I held my head under the veil, my face upside down, and my tears went uncontrollably: “Push me over again.” I’m sorry.
After the video had been hung up countless times, Horsy finally made a voice call.
His voice was a little dumb: “What’s wrong with you, honey? I’m sorry.
“Where are you?” At the time, my emotions were over.
He hesitated for half a second to change the subject, “I’ll be right back. I’m sorry.
I was almost hysterical and I said, “Are you in a hotel?” You went to her, didn’t you?
I can’t say it anymore, I’m helplessly on the corner, and my nostrils are heavy: “Tell me, who’s Qi Joy?” I’m sorry.
There’s no sound on the phone.
I cried with my heart in my heart, crying so hard, I couldn’t even cry.
I feel so pathetic.
On the day of the wedding, my husband’s moonlight came, he left me and went to the hotel with her.
Even sadder.
I’ve been with Herd for three years.
All his social accounts are named Julie.
Even when I’m pregnant, ask him what’s the name of our baby.
“July.” I’m sorry.
Although I wonder what this month really means to him.
But I respected him, without asking.
It was not until today that I knew his white moonlight was Qi Joy…
How can he use my children to honor their love?
What am I to you?
What exactly is my three years?
I don’t understand. His heart is not clear. Why are you with me?
What did I do wrong?
Half an hour later, He was sweating into the box.
He’d like to talk to me alone.
“What are you gonna talk to me about? I lifted up a red eye and looked at him blindly.
He was lying in front of me without any emotion: “Chijo is my ex-girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
“How long have you been together?”
Seven years. I’m sorry.
How long was it?
Four years. I’m sorry.
“Do you still love her?”
He is far from speaking.
He agreed.
I just want to laugh and cry more and more: “Why do you two have to?” She can’t let you go, come to my wedding. You can’t let her go and leave me to find her. What did I do wrong, He Shui? I’m sorry.
I cry and my veil.
“Will you stop it? “I didn’t do anything with her, I just went to see her. I’m sorry.
I was staring at him, and I didn’t know how he could say that.
“Are you going to leave me to find her when she cries? I’m hysterical.
He was silent again.
I didn’t know how long it took me to hear his voice:
“I’ll marry you, and you’ll forget it. I’m sorry.
I look black, like a thunderbolt on my head, like a needle in my head, and then there’s a huge rage in my heart.
He thinks the wedding is for me?
I don’t need it. I really don’t.
I’m back, I’m down on the wall, I’m pale and I’m sweating.
The baby in the belly felt like I was in pain.
He moved a little bit, but I was in pain.
I’m covered in my stomach and I’m so sad that this is your first baby.
How can this be?
He’s swung his eyebrow and reached out to help me up.
I screamed at him uncontrollably: “Don’t touch me. I’m sorry.
“Don’t do this, okay? “I don’t want to be separated from you, really. I’m sorry.
I’m sick of hearing that.
He’s disgusting.
If I hadn’t met him, I would have had a clean love.
I can be happy.
He ruined me.
I grabbed the phone and threw it on him: “Wedding is over and we’re getting a divorce.” I’m sorry.
After a few seconds, he was apparently cold and sarcastic: “You’re a single parent, do you think your mother would approve of your divorce with your child?” I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it. He’ll hurt my family.
My heart seems to have been cut into thousands of pieces, each of which is chewed, eroded and punctured.
I cried with my head and against the wall, and I cried to my throat.
I don’t even know when he left.
After that day, I was in the cold war with Hesuke.
I moved back home.
I was raised by a single-parent family, as He said.
My mom had a widowed marriage before my dad died, so she couldn’t go with me.
She wanted me to go back when Hesuke came to pick me up.
“I’ve given you the steps, you’ll be fine. My mom kept pushing me, “Don’t hide in my room, get out of here. I’m sorry.
I almost begged her: “Mom, let him go. I’m sorry.
“You’re pregnant. What are you doing here? You must swallow that breath. I’m sorry.
“I can’t swallow, I can’t swallow. I’m sorry.
“Marriage is an eye open. She opened her blanket, she softened her eyes, and said, “More this, he’s not cheating.” I’m sorry.
Not like that.
Mental cheating is more terrible than physical cheating.
I said, “We’ve been together for three years and he’s sleeping next to me with other women. What am I?” I’m sorry.
“It’s easy for you to think too much. I’ll tell you first. No matter what you do, you won’t get a divorce. I’m sorry.
This was the first time I turned against her: “I must leave.” I’m sorry.
My mother looked at me like she hated steel, and she looked at me, and she said, “Well, why don’t you just say it? If you’re all right, I don’t believe he’ll miss his predecessor. I’m sorry.
“Mom–” I broke her down, blocked her ears, and I didn’t want to hear any noise. “I beg you, I beg you. I’m sorry.
Infinity spreads rapidly at the heart, with no tears in their eyes.
It wasn’t me.
Why are you accusing me?
Does this world have to be so ridiculous?
I was forced to go back home with Hermit.
In our wedding room, he gave me his cell phone: “Turn it up, and I broke up with her, and I lost contact.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer, I laughed, “Does that mean you don’t have her in your heart? I’m sorry.
He is far from answering.
He’s holding his cell phone tight, his fingers snapped and he pushes to the white.
It’s only then he opened his face and searched for her name.
The latest news.
In class.
He said, “I’m getting married. I’m sorry.
His classmates were very keen to ask:
“Why didn’t Qi-ha tell us? I’m sorry.
He said, “Not with her.” I’m sorry.
The group was silent.
“Congratulations, I must not be absent from your wedding.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t refuse.
He also said “yes.”
On our wedding day, Quijo came and sat under a white dress, like the bride.
Stand next to me with the vows of Shinji, a few gnawings, almost unnerved.
And my best friend was envious of me when she said, “You’re married to the right man. He cried when the wedding vowed.” I’m sorry.
Now remember, I can’t help but laugh.
He is a brilliant actor.
Everyone thought that when he took the oath, he was thinking about the years he was with me.
But he was clearly worried about the joy of the weeping people sitting underneath.
“Do you see it? I told you, Qi and I are clean and white. The voice of Shinji has brought me back to reality.
As soon as I tried to get him to roll, he called me on the phone.
On the other side of the phone, he made a small noise: “Away, Qi is in the hospital. I’m sorry.
“I’m going out.” I’m sorry.
We’re not divorced yet.
How can he see another woman?
I grabbed his arm like a madman: “I forbid you to go.” I’m sorry.
“How can you become unreasonable when you know what you used to do?” I’m sorry.
I turned around and pushed the door and told him to roll.
As soon as he left, I received a strange text message:
“Din Chu-chun, Afar doesn’t love you, give him back to me and watch him get married. I’m worse than dead. I’m sorry.
To be honest, I’ve never been surprised to hear that text before.
I only hate him, and I hate him for his heart and for his love for a woman on another woman’s pain.
But now, I look at the text, and I find that they’re the same.
Same disgusting, same selfish.
If they love each other so much, they should be locked up together.
However.
Qi Tsiao-soo was the one who couldn’t see him until he and I were officially divorced.
Xiao San is not entitled to be arrogant in front of his original.
I was sick and sarcastic about her: “What did Qi do? Is that how you like other husbands? I’m sorry.
She returned soon: “I’ve been in love with Far Away for seven years, and I can’t make it.” And it’s the one who’s not loved. I’m sorry.
According to her brain, she thinks I’ve ruined seven years of her relationship with Hermit?
She’s… so shameless?
I didn’t believe a man could be shameless.
Until she bombarded me with text messages:
“Don’t be a fool, believe me, if I want him, he’ll be around me anytime. I’m sorry.
She constantly provokes:
“Din Chu, divorce him. You know you can’t take me. I’m sorry.
But I never intended to rob her.
When I knew that He was living with another woman, there was only one thought in my heart: divorce, division of property.
It’s dirty, man.
She wants to.
I let.
I called my girlfriend after Zihua was blacklisted:
Can you come with me to the hospital? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you? Are you sick? I came to your house to see you. I’m sorry.
She came here in less than 20 minutes.
The moment I opened the door, she was obviously surprised.
“What happened to you all this time? How did you end up like this? I’m sorry.
I told her the whole story of Shinji and Joy.
I don’t look like one. I’m talking like someone else’s story.
I just didn’t think the story would be such a tragedy, and it would make him cry.
And she told us with a cry: “The wrong thing is to say to the men and women of the dogs, who will be recompensed.” There’s nothing wrong with you. Your good days are behind you. I’m sorry.
I didn’t want to cry, but I couldn’t help it.
I covered my face with a tissue, and my nose was heavy: “I hung the afternoon, and it was time to go to the hospital.” I’m sorry.
“Baby, it’s been five months. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.
To the hospital.
After all the tests, the doctor hesitated to ask me again and again: “The child is in shape, are you sure? I’m sorry.
I’m afraid the baby will hear it, and it’s a little “um.”
Doctor noded me on a cold operating table.
The needle slowly thrust into my tail, and after a needle, my consciousness became blurred.
Wake up again, in the ward, Zoe told me the kid was taken.
Although I’ve built myself up for a long time, and I feel like I’ve been ripped out of a big hole, and the cold wind keeps pouring in, and I’m shaking.
I’ve been pregnant for five months, and I’ve been taken away.
I feel like I lost my life.
I can’t even think.
When I think of the baby, my heart is like a needle stinging my tears.
But baby.
Mom can’t make you happy. Don’t blame Mom.
Mom wants you to go to a happy home in the next life.
Someone spoils, someone loves.
Life is safe.
Long life… 100 years old.
When he handed me his cell phone, he said, “When you were in surgery, Heshi made a few calls. I didn’t answer them. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head, and my heart was as dead as my heart.
I leaned on the bed, and I became aware.
The baby’s not my own baby. He’s a part of it.
The baby’s gone. I can’t hide it from him.
We called him Zhui, “You help me put the list, the medical records together for a long distance, and tell him I will give him back his July.” I’m sorry.
He came down, he hesitated, and finally asked me, “Do you want to put the baby in?” I’m sorry.
My heart swung and my tears fell.
“I just want to keep Hermit alive. I’m sorry.
My baby, I want him to rest in peace…
After receiving my gift box, He was reportedly lying at home for a week.
A week later, he came to his house and asked me to settle.
Push the door and make him look at me.
And he walked in in like that, and he swiped me in the face, and his face was so flat.
He looked at me like a silk, opened his mouth and couldn’t hold a word.
He kept breathing, biting his muscles moving, and then he finally opened his mouth, but his voice was shaking:
“You hate me so much? You’d rather do this to yourself than have a baby? I’m sorry.
I’m calm, there’s no more language. I’m sorry.
He turned his face and stopped looking at me.
I remember Hershey loved kids.
He knew that the day I was pregnant, he picked me up from the ground and rounded me.
He doesn’t touch the sun and he’ll feed me in the recipe.
In the early days of my pregnancy, I couldn’t stop throwing up.
He’s looking for all kinds of sides online, and he’s with me until I feel better.
Later, my month grew and my stomach rose.
He walks with me every day because he hears more about having babies without pain.
I laughed at him. How do you know that?
He said, “Honey, you’re willing to give me a baby, which means you love me so much, and I’ll be nice to you.”
And he said, “Honey, I’ll be good to you forever.”
I never thought life would be that short.
Happy showed up and it’s over.
I think about it, my eyes are a little thick.
And just hairy.
I know it’s all the lies he’s made for me, and the lies can’t be true.
He has his joy, and I have my way.
“Tomorrow, I will send you a divorce. I’m sorry.
He turned his head unconvincingly, and his eyebrow was a little angry: “That’s how you can wait?” I’m sorry.
I don’t speak, choose default.
He smiled, his hands were shaking, and his voice was shaking: “Is that how you like it?” Say no to love. I’m sorry.
It was rare to see his face, and I laughed, “Because my three eyes do not allow me to look for men in the trash.” I’m sorry.
Having said that, I have felt an unprecedented leeway.
He is far from home.
I looked at her, and she knew, and she was busy, driving.
Fearing that Hesei would affect my mood, she was around me like a little sparrow to distract me.
“I need to tell you something. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“That day you asked me to send the box, and I didn’t put the baby in it, but I printed a bunch of pictures of the baby, and people were stupid when the box was fixed. I’m sorry.
“You don’t blame me? I’m sorry.
“He’s also the baby’s father. It’s nothing to show him. I’m sorry.
“That’s what I’m saying, but I’m afraid he’ll be a pain in the ass when he gets divorced. I’m sorry.
“I’ll find a way to prove that he cheated, and he won’t make it difficult for me.” I’m sorry.
“I think you’ve changed. I know you’re gonna get stronger and stronger. I’m sorry.
She’s got a nice mouth and a red eye.
It may have been too much time, and I think more than ever.
And I slapped her shoulder and laughed at her: “Don’t be sad for me, I prefer to take control of my life face to face than to be a flower in a greenhouse.” I’m sorry.
A week later, I sent the attorney’s cross-checked divorce agreement to He Jia-Yu.
I waited a couple of days and didn’t come to him to sign the deal.
I had to get him out of the blacklist.
Find his phone and dial.
In a second, he answered.
“Honey. I’m sorry.
I never thought he’d call me that.
“What’s wrong with the divorce agreement?” I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
“When?”
“Someday. I’m sorry.
“When is the next time? I’m sorry.
On the other side of the phone, the lighter sounded.
After about half a minute, he said, “Do you have to leave?” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand what he’s thinking.
We don’t have children, we don’t have any. What’s he so hesitant about?
I don’t sound friendly: “It’s too much to ask, it’s annoying.” I’m sorry.
“All right. I’m sorry.
Unwittingly, and after another week, the divorce agreement signed by He Jiaji has still not been sent to me.
The other side.
Joy kept harassing me and forcing me to leave as soon as possible.
I don’t have to get used to her.
And I said, “I sent the divorce agreement a long time ago, but he didn’t want to sign it. I’m sorry.
Happy not to believe.
She wrote a little essay to prove her love:
“I was with He for a long time, and it was the hardest time we had to graduate, and I had a bowl of fried rice and hot water. I’m sorry.
“He’s good to me. He’s like a child to me. I’m sorry.
“For every holiday birthday he prepares me a bouquet of flowers and presents are never missing. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t wake up in the morning when I lived with him, and he made breakfast for me to eat, and at night he gave me water and feet. I’m sorry.
“All the friends around him know that I exist because all his social accounts are named July, July is the equivalent of Quijo. I’m sorry.
“He also told his friends that he was not married to Quijo, and they would not use it. I’m sorry.
“and even my parents said, “I found the best man in the world. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“If we don’t break up, how come it’s your turn to marry him? I’m sorry.
“He doesn’t love you, so let him go. I’m sorry.
When I finished reading it, I found out there was no anger in me.
I even think she’s pathetic.
She thought it was a unique love for her.
But she didn’t know.
These things were done for me.
Didn’t I wish I was married to Hexiu because he was too nice to me?
I don’t want to be angry with her again, but it’s kind of nice to say, “Well, I’m going to talk to him myself today for a divorce. I’m sorry.
SMS was sent in less than a second, and my phone was ringing.
Answer.
On the phone, it’s a sharp voice.
“Are you a bitch?” You’re not going to seduce her. You’re not going to see her. I’m sorry.
“If I don’t make him sign the deal, you’ll never see it again. I’m sorry.
“I don’t believe he won’t sign it. It must be some trick you’ve made. What have you done to him? “I’m glad there’s a lot of noise.
I sarcasticly sarcasticly sarcasticly said: “You have time to come to me and go crazy, rather than to force him. Didn’t you say he loved you so much? How can he let you be a threesome when he loves you? I’m sorry.
Happy to hear you. Hang up the phone.
I’m suffocating, and I’m glad I came to terms with her.
I went back to the company for over a month.
It’s probably the big blow of marriage, and I don’t look forward to love, but I’m working.
My colleagues were wondering, “How have you been working late?” Your husband wants you to work so hard? I’m sorry.
“I’m suing for divorce.” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“You guys are usually like this, and you say you’re divorced.” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand the big idea.
All I know is that when love does not move, it just destroys itself.
I don’t want to talk too much about private life with my colleagues. I’m just laughing.
My colleagues have listened to a few comments and asked no more questions.
“Your husband is waiting for you downstairs.” I’m sorry.
I don’t want to see him.
I went to the left window, pushed the window door, and the sky was dark, against the sun, and I couldn’t see him.
He was only able to see his head leaning and some bows down.
You can’t say that.
I took the next picture with my own hands and sent Zi Joy.
Even if there is no more language, Qiqi is like a hairy cat.
For the next second, I saw Hershey on the phone.
They don’t know what to say.
He’s raising his cell phone like he’s gonna fall on the floor.
He looked up and looked at me.
Four-eye relative.
He stood there like a full bow.
And I took my lips and laughed at him.
Half an hour later, I received a tweet from Joy.
It’s very graphic.
Word: “Don’t be proud. I told you so long ago that if I needed him, he could leave everything to me.” I’m sorry.
In the picture.
He was far from the window, with smoke in his mouth, and he was blinded by smoke.
When we were together, he loved smoking too.
When I got pregnant, he quit smoking for the baby.
He said that he became addicted to tobacco when his life was dark.
He also said that he would not take it again, as it would be hard to quit.
I took my mind off her and somehow returned to her:
“It’s also worth showing? He didn’t sleep with you. I’m sorry.
I’m so angry I’m blocking it.
A few days later, Ziou sent me another photo of the annual meeting of Hesuke Faraway:
“He brought me to the company’s annual meeting, and we made up. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
I’ve done a lot of work in this business.
Three years ago, I borrowed a million dollars to help him get through the financial difficulties that he had in the early stages of entrepreneurship.
Later, at the company development stage, I was with him at the wine table.
The company’s employees know I’m the wife of Hershey.
It is inevitable that there will be gossip when it comes to Quijo’s apparent presence at the annual meeting.
At this point, the deputy director of the company specifically came to me for advice:
How come you haven’t been here lately? I’m sorry.
“A little busy lately. I pretended not to answer knowingly.
“Oh, my sister-in-law, I saw her with a woman and I don’t know if she’s his sister. I’m sorry.
“What woman can you send me? I’m sorry.
“This is not good. I’m afraid He will blame me. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, I’ll never tell him. I’m sorry.
After half a year of hesitation, Vice-President Sun finally sent me a photo of Shinji and Quijo.
“Anything else?”
Vice President Sun shot several more.
The first picture, Qi Joy hugged him in the neck and took a close selfie with him.
He seems to be drinking too much.
The second one, Qijo sits on her legs.
The third one, Quijo fell in his arms.
Good, close enough.
I didn’t think Qi-hu would be sick to that extent.
She sent me pictures of byt.
“Who says Hexio won’t touch me? I’m sorry.
This picture is so dirty I can’t open my eyes.
It took a long time, and I said, “How can I believe this is a far-reaching picture?” I’m sorry.
Soon a picture of the top half naked was sent across the street.
I was so busy saving it.
In the photograph, the hysteria was closed and the white hands were pressed on his lips, and the atmosphere was too vague.
Good.
That’s not the evidence I want to cheat.
I printed out three photos of Qi-ha and Vice President Sun.
One was sent to Shinya, one to the court and the other to my mother.
I filed a complaint with the court against him for cheating on his marriage.
The court took up the case shortly.
He was well on the day he was summoned to court.
He contacted me with a small phone:
“I’ve seen a picture of a couple. We don’t have to be so ugly. You’re getting a divorce. I agree. I’m sorry.
“Well, what about the property? I’m sorry.
“The bank card, the wedding room, the company’s half-equity. I’m sorry.
“No, I want 51% equity. I’m sorry.
He’s like a frosted eggplant with no energy.
I said he agreed.
“All right, I’ll make it up to you and the baby. I’m sorry.
Rotating, I hang up.
A week later, I was officially divorced from Hershey.
After he transferred it to me, the next day I sold 49% of it to Vice-President Sun.
In the company, Vice-President Sun shares the same share in Hesuke.
They have a chamber that resists and checks and balances each other.
And I’m holding this 2% equity that can change companies at any time.
I held this 2% in my hand, which is equivalent to a deep heart.
As long as Hexio upsets me, I’ll throw 2% to Vice President Sun.
Since then, Haji has never had the guts to mess with me again.
I don’t know why, I’ve been divorced, and I’m still haunted.
She scolded her for no reason: “Din Chu, how dare you take so much money away from Heshu?” I’m sorry.
We said: “He is willing to give.” I’m sorry.
She’s pissed.
“He’s paying money for the guilt of his dead child, not for your feelings. I’m sorry.
“It’s because you’re too mean to scare him with pictures of the kids. I’m sorry.
And I went back to the last sentence, “It is not me who is evil, but you.” I’m sorry.
I put her on the blacklist again.
Official farewell to the past.
The day is finally clear.
When he came to my villa, he told me a secret:
“You called me after your divorce. I’m sorry.
“What does he want with you?”
I’m sorry.
He said, ‘I went to her after she had given birth, and she was lying on a couch like a body without a soul.’ I’m sorry.
“It’s like dying at any moment. I’m sorry.
“That moment, I was really scared. I’m sorry.
“I won’t be in touch with her. Please take good care of her for me. I’m sorry.
“You are so insolent, you are so late in love that you are worse than grass, and how far you will go, so leave us alone.” I’m sorry.
Listen up, I’ll take a laugh.
I’m sure you’re right.
One day, I walked down the road and I saw Hermit’s hair.
He and I were like:
“Sister-in-law, Qi-thou did not marry Yan. I’m sorry.
Zilong is good. As long as she doesn’t go along with her, she cuts her wrists. I’m sorry.
I don’t want to hear it.
“What does this have to do with me? I’m sorry.
Let them torture each other for life.
I’m happy alone.
Extra:
I haven’t been home since I had a big fight with Mom.
Divorce is not a small matter, I have to tell her.
Sunday day, I go back.
Look around the house, she doesn’t seem to be home.
I had to ask my neighbor, “Did you know where my mother is?” I’m sorry.
She pointed to the front, and said, “Look in the street. She’ll sell oranges there.” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but frown.
What’s an orange for the old lady in the winter?
I was walking down the street, turning around, and I saw my mom fighting with a big guy with oranges.
“How can you not buy two of them, young man? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with eating you? Don’t play with me here. I’m sorry.
“How can you bully the elderly?” I’m sorry.
“I see you’re a poor old lady. Eat your two oranges. You’re not finished, are you? I’m sorry.
I saw the man pushing my mother, and I ran to stop him:
“What are you doing? Don’t touch my mother. I’m sorry.
The tough guy left with his cold eyes on me.
My mother kept complaining there: “Now this young man has no qualities, he doesn’t buy, he eats. I’m sorry.
“That’s enough of you. What’s the matter with you, old man and young man? Can you stand a push? If I hadn’t come early, maybe you’d be at the hospital. I’m sorry.
My mother looked down and didn’t speak, and she picked up the oranges, one by one, rubbed them on her body and put them in a basket.
Look at her cold hands, I’m even less angry.
“Why don’t you take care of your family and come out and sell some oranges? I’m sorry.
“I want to make money.” I’m sorry.
“What do you make, I don’t usually pay you? I’m sorry.
She looked up at me and said, “You are divorced, you have no support, and you have no idea what’s going to happen. I have to save you more money.” I’m sorry.
“I have suffered for most of my life. I know how hard it is to live alone. I’m sorry.
My heart hurts and my tears fall.
She’s a stubborn little old lady.
She insisted that divorce was a hard and bad thing.
Divorce is not actually the opposite of marriage.
Married for happiness.
Divorce, too.
Completion – filing number: YXX1DM9yly2C0D1wX6liZaZm
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
