Ma Xiaodan, who came back again, was trembling quietly with both hands, with a wry smile on her face, and then she saw that I was putting the ring on Sun Xiaoqing's finger. Then she cried, laughing and crying, and I don't know if Lu Dao was so happy for me that she shed tears, or because she didn't fight enough when she beat Ma Changsheng just now.

She was my former goddess, but now she is crying as she watches my wedding.

I once dreamed of marrying her in a wedding dress in a suit one day, but now I have married Sun Xiaoqing, who is more suitable for me.

That year, she was eighteen, and I was eighteen. She sat in front of me with a ponytail, and I watched her ponytail swaying in the air and felt ripples in my heart. I tried to reach out and touch her ponytail, but she turned to me and said, "I'll touch everyone, but I won't touch you." ”

Then he glared at me.

And now, I'm twenty-four, and so is she.

It's only been six years.

But she stood at the door of my wedding, not taking a single step forward.

And I didn't notice her when I was busy welcoming her inside.

Six years, only six years.

The person I married was not her, but the person she wanted to marry was me.

Tears had blurred her eyes, silent choking, laughing tears, always so painful, as if in pain youth.

That year, she was sixteen.

A week before the final exam, she returned home happily and received my first love letter to her. The heart of a girl's first love only needs to be impressed with gorgeous words, no need for an iPhone, and no need for Hermes. But when the girl saw her scarlet-eyed father appear in the courtyard wearing only a big pants, she was just stunned for a moment, and was dragged by her father to her father's room.

It was thirty minutes of human annihilation, moral decay, humiliation and tears.

It's only 30 minutes, but it changes a girl's life.

With tears in her eyes, she burned the first love letter I wrote to her.

And now, with tears in her eyes, she turned away from the scene of my wedding.

The tears of those years were humiliation and complaint. After shedding tears, she indulged herself even further, and finally fell to today's end. Today's tears are still humiliation and complaining, but they are not complaining about my father, nor me, but herself. After this tears, she will get a new life that belongs to her, as if she made me understand this society, there is always a woman in a man's life who can never get but is enough to change a man's life, I think Ma Xiaodan is such a woman for me.

The first time the goddess shed tears, she cried fate.

The goddess wept for the second time, still crying fate.

The fate of the first time is grief and indignation, and the fate of the second is awakening.

The tears of the goddess are nothing more than this.

[ps: The second volume is over, I hope you will click on it when you see it, so that Mantou knows how many people are paying attention to this book. 】