At the age of 29, I took off my wedding ring and took off my guards.

All the years are like water, and they are lost in Shaohua.

I don't know if I was too confident in him or too confident in myself, I never thought that the man who regarded me as a treasure would cheat on me in marriage behind my back, I didn't have time to cry, he sat in front of me like that, let me negotiate with the betrayer, and looked at the wolf-hearted man noncommittally, at that time I only felt that he was running away and didn't know how to solve it, but looking back, he just wanted women to solve each other, he thought she was richer than me, so it seemed that the woman was making up for me, and I was naïve to think that he was guilty.

Grievances and remorse, and even feel that the sky is falling apart. Everyone is suffering from my hysteria, but I am still gentle with him and his family, like a well-informed lady.

No one knows how long the tears flowed, and even today, my eyes are still red every day, and he used to tell me not to be so clingy to him, I still cling, and I wanted to be closer to him, and now he asked me to stay away from him, and I would really be far away, far enough that I could hear the sound of the wind, but I couldn't hear his voice, whether it was snoring, or dreaming, I didn't hear it anymore.

After five years of marriage, he wore a wedding ring for no more than ten days, which I used to care so about, but now I look down on it. At the age of 29, I took off my wedding ring, I was not sad, I only felt relieved, love is just a quiet shadow of the passing years, and the past was covered with a layer of sand, dim and languishing.

To this day, I still don't know how I walked through those nightmares, crawling all the way, screaming and decadence, crying on a sunny day and giggling on a rainy day, people on the side of the road looking at me like a joke, I thought I would wave goodbye in style, but I still can't bear the sunny 2008.

In the end, I was still holding back my tearful eyes in the midnight nightmare, looking at the sleeping child and him no longer frowning, as if it were just a nightmare.

After the age of 29, I no longer believe in marriage, but I still believe in love.

After the age of 29, I no longer expect romance, nor do I expect to be moved, everything is like a trip by myself, I don't rely on, I no longer expect anyone to surprise me with all my beloved things, I buy gifts for myself, surprise myself, think independently, do things independently, watch Korean dramas but no longer expect myself to be such a protagonist.

Girls, believe me, independence is a very important thing, especially financial independence. Don't believe what he said when he was in love, he raised you, he didn't care if you got fat, you really reached out to him to ask for money to try, you really became a yellow-faced woman to try, even if you cry at that time, it's too late.

Xiao Xiao looked at the banyan tree outside, word by word typed out the above words, line by line tears, after writing these words, she felt a little lighter, the result of the pain that she had not dared to say for a long time continued to ferment was the wordless harm to herself again and again, such a sad mood can finally be written today, although it is written for herself, for her is already a kind of progress, continuous progress, the green youth has become an unreminiscent past, a little bit of life has become a sour memory, the betrayed oath spurred her little by little, and warned her that she pounced on the destruction like a moth to a fire, without thinking about the consequences and the end, The courage to love him and the self-esteem in her bones put her on the precipice of despair, knowing that no matter what, she will be crushed, and she is afraid that her heart like ashes will really begin to reject the yearning of a qiē, and those who have experienced this feeling will flee regardless of a qiē, this fear from the fact and the betrayal from the most trusted person seems to give the good man the last blow, and it is never a small sand that crushes the camel, but those gathered sand dunes, moving and circulating, and finally gathering armpits into a fur.

The word hope is like a sarcastic joke, making you look up and look forward to it and then collapse in an instant, forgive again and again, forgive is just a cold heart again and again, a lot of reluctance, a lot of unforgettable, in the alternation of expectations and disappointments gradually moldy, sneering not to think, not to imagine.

Watching the child grow up day by day, the feeling of powerlessness will become more and more clear in front of him, like a mold carved out of the appearance of making himself soberly entangled, confused disappointment, tantrums at the child seem to become a kind of venting for the shadow, knowing that this is unfair treatment for the child, but still can't stop this helplessness, every time he will regret the harm to his soul from his actions, every time he warns himself not to let the child bear those negative feelings, but every time he can't help but let him know his disappointment.

How can we get out of the darkness of the sun, maybe it will be a long, long time, maybe tomorrow will be a relaxed forgetfulness of everything, the mind, maybe the gold and stone are open, maybe the duckweed is swaying.

Every midnight in the dead of night is a lonely night, and the layers of cranky thoughts make the silent night burst out infinitely magnified waves, these thoughts continue to ferment into the deepest nightmare in the dream, covering the color of the dream and making the tears into a river.

The two ideas are constantly torn and competing, the contradiction seems to have found a critical point at this time, Xiao Xiao doesn't know what Xiao Binbin did, any wind and grass is a low cow and sheep for her, how to understand the matter, and quite know what everyone thinks, but she doesn't want to face, shrewd as her, but also confused as her, shrewd mess, no one knows what will happen in the future, even if you go through this hurdle, you can't guarantee the years to come, Xiao Xiao writes more and more, and in the end her sleeves have been wet with tears, and she seems to have shed more tears during this time than in the past few years combined, and she finally knew why crying would make her eyes cry.

Xiao Xiao was lying alone in the quiet of the night, one by one because she was pestering Luo Qinyin's mother and was not by Xiao Xiao's side, these lonely thoughts were written in Xiao Xiao's memo, precipitating sourness and filtering the feelings.

Before, I always fell asleep with the sound of snoring one by one, so that I was close to the tired body and mind to sleep, sometimes the sound of the key will break the silence of the night, politely expressing the apology of overtime, as if the tired snoring is like a dream, after all, it has become a respectful guest after the showdown, those who are in love with each other become polite expressions, stubbornly let themselves guard the feeling of despair, the heart is barren, the most afraid of overgrown weeds, the more and more desolate years and the future seems to be getting clearer and clearer, let it be, although I still expect it once, let me accompany you to the old world. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the www.biquge.info (qidian.com) of Biquge to vote javascript:void(0);

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