At the end of June, I graduated from university.

Books and newspapers were sold as waste paper, and I carried simple luggage to the house of my boyfriend Mu Bojun, who had been with me for three months, only to find that the mobile phone number of the buddy who was often drunk with him was a woman's.

My brain "buzzed" and quickly calmed down again.

I'm almost immune to something like this.

Mu Bojun, like my ex-boyfriends, asked for "physical and mental communication" with me again and again, but I refused again and again, which also led to the loss of love again and again.

One crying, two troubles, three hangings, I have tried with several ex-boyfriends, but it didn't work, because no one felt sorry for me.

However, it is not my character to sit back and wait.

I've been in love seven times, I haven't tried to dump people, although I'm not white and rich, but I'm not black and poor and ugly, no, no, wrong, I'm just poor.

I am 168 tall, weigh less than 100, and it is not an exaggeration to describe my figure as exquisite, and my big eyes are the capital I am most proud of, but why am I dumped by men again and again, to be honest, I am unwilling.

This time, I must dump him.

At least I'm going to dump him before he has a showdown.

Although it was a beautiful lie that I had woven for myself, breaking my teeth and swallowing my stomach, this time, I must leave him with a gorgeous back.

But what exactly should I do?

It was more than nine o'clock in the morning, I took my mobile phone, logged in to QQ, and changed my signature to "Flash Marriage Proposal." ”

Not long after, an unfamiliar news ignited the pent-up anger in my heart.

"Thirty-eight two-hundred-five."

"You're only three-eight-two-hundred-five." I replied without thinking.

The other party quickly sent a smiley face and a sentence, "This is your own QQ number, I just say this for easy memory." ”

The last five digits of my QQ number are indeed "38250", and for the first time, I scolded the Tencent boss for eight generations because of the QQ number.

"Are you married?"

Ignoring the other party's words, I didn't forget to "propose flash marriage" and replied directly.

"No one will marry me."

"Why don't we try it?"

"Are you sure, I don't have a house, a car, or money."

"Are you gay, crooked melons and cracked dates, ruffians who don't do their jobs?"

"No, no, no." The other party sent three words in a row.

"That's good, I don't have a house, a car, or money, let's just do it, do you dare to try?" I provoked.

"Just don't regret it."

"I'm afraid you'll regret it."

I left my contact information, made an appointment, and an hour later, I went downstairs with my ID.

"Hey, here." As soon as I arrived at the gate of the community, a man wearing a white polo shirt and green slacks was smiling and waving to me, his bronzed skin was sexy, and he was about 180 tall, which was my favorite type.

But......

The corners of my lips curled slightly, I wanted to laugh but couldn't, and I stood there in a daze.

"You shouldn't be scared?" The man's narrow eyes were light, and his long body walked towards me, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but there was a sense of domineering suffocation coming to his face, "If you're afraid, forget it." ”

"I'm worried that you're scared." I quickly came back to my senses and pouted.

"Let's go." The man said as he came over and took my hand, and I took a step back and dodged away, following the man into a taxi parked on the side of the road.

I sat stiffly in the back seat, my heart pounding, and I secretly glanced at the man, only to see that he looked at ease, and his deep eyes could not see joy or anger.

I was hesitating to say something when my mobile phone rang, it was a call from Mu Bojun, I sneered in my heart and turned it to silent.

The taxi stopped at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the tension and worry just now were swept away with Mu Bojun's call. Yes, I'm going to get married, I'm going to dump him before he dumps me, as far as I can.

I got out of the car without hesitation, grabbed the man's arm, raised my eyebrows, and said, "You are not allowed to go back." ”