Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and many times, Xiang Chunzao is still at a loss and unable to extricate himself. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info suffered a double blow from her husband and friends on the same night, and her mind entered a dead end.

Can't tell the difference between being drunk and pestering women? Is it just that one woman is shirtless and the other is well-dressed? what about them, or in their hearts? What about them? What about them at the time? Are they all destroyed by desire?

How do I think it's rational?

Such thoughts are like a string of unbreakable chains, tormenting Xiang Chunzao from time to time, making her miserable and unwilling to see anyone related to her again.

On the night of KTV, Liu Zhiqiang didn't return overnight, didn't even make a phone call, and didn't even make a phone call until the next night, when he was drinking, he came home and begged for forgiveness, and Xiang Chunzao, who was like a dead heart, didn't give him a chance at all, if it weren't for the fact that his mother might die at any time and had no time to handle the divorce, Xiang Chunzao would never allow him to step into this house half a step further.

hit the nail, and for the next half a month, he rarely went home. Even when he went home, he didn't wash or loosen his clothes, he fell asleep on the sofa, and left at dawn, and the husband and wife no longer communicated with each other, so that Xiang Chunzao wondered if there was something wrong with him, and what did he come back to do after all this? Is it still counting on the preservation of this home?

If you think about it this way, how boring it is, since you Liu Zhiqiang have no eyes, and the red flag does not fall, but the colorful flags are fluttering, but it is okay, it is better to leave it to Wang Yanyan, who is uninhibited and uninhibited, and has no appearance, wandering among the lights and wine to taste the taste.

Thinking of Wang Yanyan, even if she doesn't get involved with her husband, she won't do anything else except do something to seduce men, Xiang Chunzao also looks down on her and hates her.

and that Han Qiushi, who has not been seen for many days. They hadn't been to their office since that night when they were drunk, and occasionally they met him in the hallway, and they flashed and turned into shadows. If it hadn't been for the fact that he bumped into him in Bai Changsheng's office yesterday and said a few short words, Xiang Chunzao would have thought that he would not talk to him again.

It's Wang Manli, who sits by her side every day. Maybe it's because she can't see Han Qiushi, she has always been in a hurry, she actually feels sorry for herself, sentimental, and sighs one after another, so that Xiang Chun is extremely troubled but has nowhere to hide, and she can't let go of it when she looks at it horizontally and vertically, and she can't forget the two figures who hugged each other tightly that night.

In this way, day by day, Xiang Chunzao's heart was worn and bewitched, and she wanted to hide or run to a completely unfamiliar place, even if it was not open to traffic, lit candles, and drank well water, she was willing to live that kind of hard life with a pure heart.

People and hearts are wandering, and it's a mess. Maybe it's because I'm too tired, I become lazy in the early spring, I don't groom myself, I don't do much, I go to and from work, and I do it by inertia.

I didn't care about Li Jun and Bai Changsheng's worried eyes, I didn't care about Lan Ni's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and I didn't care about Wang Manli's loneliness after being complacent, immersed in the torture of her inner world, Xiang Chunzao was self-contained and put on a disguise.

Why? The days are so bad? Staring at the TV screen, Zhen Huan and Si Hao were wandering among the birds and flowers, and suddenly the old saying flashed in their minds, "Sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to force it", can I only accept my fate?

What can I do if I don't accept my fate? What can I see now? Is my life limited to this? Isn't this sad? Is it worth it for not knowing how to cherish my husband's precious time spent for more than 20 years? How many times have I violated my own will for the satisfaction and approval of others?

nestled in the sofa, I heard that the ending song had sounded, and Zhen Huan's story had passed another episode. Xiang Chunzao picked up the remote control, turned around one by one, boring, turned off the TV, picked up the puppy at his feet, and stroked it over and over again, his heart was unsettled, and he was sleepy.

There's nothing to do, it's boring, forget it, let's sleep.

Put down the puppy, gently unscrew the door of the small bedroom, for fear of waking up her mother, did not turn on the light, through the light in the living room, I saw her closed eyes, even breathing, Xiang Chunzao relieved.

Back in his bedroom, half an hour passed, tossing and turning, still unable to sleep. Home and work are like cages trapping her, and familiar faces are like slides, and what she wants to see or not is coming to mind, lingering.

Sit up, looking at the blurry home, head buzzing. Looking left and right, all of a sudden, I felt that I was really living a wretched, and it was really not as happy as a hundred.

I got out of bed, walked to the window, lifted the thick cotton curtains, looked up at the starry sky, and saw the starry stars, and a crescent moon hung between the buildings, quiet and smart.

"Goodong", my heart couldn't help but move, I woke up to the morning, what am I doing?

Can't you think about it? Looking for a short-sightedness? For the sake of the man who doesn't know how to cherish himself? Or is it to escape from them who don't want to face it? Not to mention whether it's worth it or not, if you say goodbye to this earthly world, can you still see this beautiful night?

With a long sigh, Xiang Chunzao closed the curtains, returned to the bed, wrapped himself tightly, and closed his eyes. There is no turning back, and only by being forbearant, strong, and optimistic can we have a way to live.

In a daze, I fell asleep, and I slept very deeply in the morning.

She didn't expect that her mother across the wall was not asleep, but woke up and was carefully combing her thoughts. She knew that the day of saying goodbye to her daughter was just around the corner, and she couldn't rest assured, she couldn't look away.

I can't take care of myself anymore, I can't do anything except think freely with my brain, as a dying mother, what should I leave for my daughter who is drowning in the sea of suffering?

My dear daughter, and my son, my mother is gone, and there is no substitute for the drag and guilt I have brought to you. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to be your mother again, and love you with all my might.

For this wish, I am willing to kneel in front of the Buddha for a thousand years, praying that we will never encounter Niu Lingling's family again in the next life, so that we can laugh happily and let us spend more time together.

What else can I do for you? I can't do anything but pray!

Spring morning, my beloved daughter, thank you for enduring humiliation and torture for me. Now I'm going, let's leave, Liu Zhiqiang is not worthy of you, go find your destined person. You will find it, you will find it, my mother believes that it is your life to come to the bitter end.

didn't leave a word, in her daughter's rare stable sleep, Mei Chun, who had suffered all her life, quietly closed her eyes. With a smile on her lips, calm and peaceful, she didn't want her children to see her last face with worry and trouble, not the slightest.