I live in the same neighborhood as my parents, so I can come and go so freely.

However, the design of this community is not fair, and the gap between the rich and the poor is particularly large, with rich villas in the south and high-rise buildings everywhere in the north.

When I came back from Shanghai, I wanted to move out and live on my own.

So under my soft grinding, my parents were finally willing to evict me from the house and bought me a duplex house on the upper floor in the north. Because the distance is relatively close, it is more convenient for each other, and they also have a care for each other.

By the way, it also fulfilled my lazy me, and occasionally took my daughter back like a little mouse to secretly forage for food.

Today is the 100th day since I left Shanghai and returned to my hometown, and my fox friends and dog friends have made nonsense about the 99th day of my move in order to make excuses for me to fund a banquet, and what 99 is a good sign.

Actually, it's been less than a month since I moved, but it's only been a long time since I came back.

I took my daughter's hand and I thought it was a good pastry.

However, after all, the truth only stops at the word "think".

I looked through the crowd and saw the back of the person who made me want to knock her out every day.

This woman is my nightmare.

A year ago, this woman brought my 8-year marriage to an end.

Gradually, he no longer liked to fall asleep with me in his arms; He didn't know how long it took him to stop caring about the quality of my sleep, and sometimes, I woke up and turned over only to find that he hadn't been home all night.

He has changed, we have all changed, and we have all changed.

One time I went to his office as usual, and I saw him sleeping like a child on the table outside the glass door.

I couldn't help but smile and gently push the door open, but when the door opened, my world was turned upside down.

He woke up and asked me why I was here.

I felt something strange about him, it wasn't out of a woman's sixth sense, it was a wife's understanding of her husband, yes, he was abnormal.

I picked up the phone he had placed on the table, his nerves visibly tense.

I said, "Tell me, who is it?" Speaking up, there may be room between us. ”

He looked irritated: "You are sick." ”

My heart was suddenly very crowded, and I imagined that if it was really me thinking too much, I must cherish the relationship between us, and if it was really as I imagined, as long as he was willing to tell me who I was, maybe we could really start over again. However, I don't want to keep a heart that doesn't belong to me, and I don't need a person with a dirty body.

Perhaps God really likes to joke with me, and in the midst of the silence of our angry eyes, his cell phone rang.

The name shown on the phone is an employee of his company, and I have an impression of this woman, who looks very ordinary, but has a very pretentious aura.

I didn't speak after I connected, the other end of the phone was obviously watching the changes, this woman is very smart, just rushing to this point, the guide asked her bluntly: "What is the relationship between you and him?" ”

Gong Xiaoyi stood up irritable and yelled at me: "You are sick, Gu Ningdai." ”

I can only reply to this dog man and woman with a more irascible gesture.

"What the hell do you have to do with each other? Even if I'm an extra, I'm qualified to know the plot! ”

After that, I didn't just read the plot in detail.

If I just understand the plot and don't participate in it, it seems that I am not even an extras in this bloody drama.

When I got the woman's 1510 answer, I was surprised that I didn't go into a state of slump or lethargy.

Under the watchful eyes of all the audience in the company, I swaggered out from their field of vision, although I don't know how they looked down on the plot. But, I really felt how inconsequential his gaze was behind my back.

He didn't catch up, and he didn't come out to stay. Yes, it was because of his gesture that I was furious that I made a compromise decision. I can't be laughed at by bad people because I'm angry, and I can't cry and hurt.

So I walked straight to the parking lot, took a baseball bat out of my back box, and swung it hard

It turns out how stupid my behavior is—the money my family lent him to start a business just made up for Gong Xiaoyi's car repair expenses, and I don't know whether to laugh or cry; Should I say that my family gave him too little money, or how expensive his car was?

But I understand that I can give a little for this man, and I can share the hardships and happiness with him without happiness.

The allusion of 'praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind' is probably left by my ancestors to a stupid woman like me.

I was the naïve praying mantis, but I ignored the fact that there was a flock of yellow finches behind me waiting to pick up ready-made treats.

I didn't complain about these 8 years of youth, because this road is my own. However, I am always unwilling, because of his current excellence, all he has now, I have and spent it with him little by little. At the beginning, I was the only one to accompany him, that's all

I was going to take the wine and pour it all over her head and ask her what qualifications she had to come to my venue. Looking at her back, I felt ten thousand ways to cure her ugly, but an inexplicable timidity rose in my heart.

She's my nightmare, and she can be more righteous than me. It seems that in her position, I should be put aside.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one noticed my presence, I took my daughter's hand and quietly left the venue.

The sun outside was very harsh, and I said to my daughter in a drowsy voice: "Let's go back to sleep, I really don't like crowded places, it's so noisy" "Okay! "My daughter replied to me without any affection.

I firmly believe that in every unhappy family, there will be a child who is very sensible.

I suddenly wanted to laugh because I felt like I was being hurt all over this marriage game because I was to blame.

I won't rob, I won't maintain, I'll just give it away. I can describe thousands of feelings in a novel, but I can't use an adjective to describe myself at this moment.

I walked out of the venue holding my daughter's hand without any expression, no thinking, and no emotion.

I'm a loser who doesn't deserve sympathy in love, and I'm too much of a fool to spit on in friendship.

My 25 years ended at this moment with the word failure.

Just as I was about to start the car, my phone rang.

"Gu Ningdai, do you really plan to leave like this?"

The sound was 100% magnetic, causing my ears to be pressed against the earpiece, and I was slightly startled

I sat on the beach and let the breeze blow my hair away.

Hu Xiaodong sat next to me and looked at my side face and asked me, "Have you ever thought about finding a father for Xiaoxuan?!" ”

I glanced at him and continued to turn my face to look at the seemingly calm sea.

"Men are just accessories to me, and I can love her for the rest of my life, and more than anyone else." After saying that, I turned my face to look at his side face, which was very calm.

"Guess what my daughter said when my ex and I kept arguing over trivial matters?"

He looked me in the eye and said nothing.

It was very windy on the seaside, and the conversation between us was scattered by the wind, and he listened carefully when I said this.

I took a deep breath and told him: "Every time we quarrel, my daughter will say, don't quarrel, you keep arguing like this, it's better to be separated." So I learned that some things can't be passed by turning a blind eye at all. ”

He sighed without any words, and his eyes were complicated to Xiao Xuan, who was piling sand in the distance.

In fact, with the evolution of time, my thoughts have also been more distorted and sublimated.

I really want to say that I am closed in my heart, not only because of Gong Xiaoyi, but also because of the blow that life has given me.

I once said to my girlfriend, "If a man loves you enough, he won't ignore you because of your vexatiousness." If your man loves you enough, he won't hate you at all because of your little temper. He will accommodate all your rules. Will take care of all your moods. The slightest dissatisfaction he has with you is enough proof that he doesn't love you enough. Therefore, it is impossible for me to forgive his verbal apology, and the age of hearing love is no longer in line with my age. The main thing is that he taught me that all men are the same virtues, and that it is better to have a peace with yourself than to have an unhappy second half of life. ”