Julie did not pick up the signboard of the postpartum repair center, but looking at the backs of those women, she had already begun to face the fate of being abandoned by fate.

Ever since Chen Zhe took her to that abandoned mountain village and buried her in that mud pit full of filth, her life has been going downhill. She didn't know what Chen Zhe had placed in that mud pit, only that when she was rescued, her legs were seriously infected, and even some of her organs were eroded.

She has no way to spend the Spring Festival with a man anymore, because that kind of torture makes her worse than death.

But she always has to think about the rest of her life.

She doesn't want to marry an honest person who has no money, and rich and capable people don't look down on her. Even if she finds someone who can't slip away, there is a man who is willing to guard a woman who can see but not use.

She also thought about putting her energy into work, but she was not good at anything other than hospital-related work. Because of the founding of the party, she has been banned by her ex-wife in the industry, Mo said that she can't find a relationship, even if she finds it, people will not dare to use her because they take care of the couple.

The medical circle in Los Angeles is so big, so people won't go to the big man in the industry for such a small minion as her. After thinking about it, she could only focus on starting her own business.

This postpartum repair center has been opened for a long time, but the year is not good, and no one has come. finally took advantage of the time when Zhao Yang worked in the Ninth Academy to transfer some of the resources of the Ninth Academy to the center, but he ran into Chen Zhe's case again.

By the time she was discharged from the hospital, the center was already on the verge of closure. She also didn't want to provoke the husbands of those women, after all, they were all her own customers, and she didn't want to do a stubble deal. But she can't help it, she needs money, she needs cash, she needs a lot of cash to keep the whole center running.

She thought that as long as the company got better, she would immediately cut off contact with those men and become a female boss in a down-to-earth manner, but she didn't count that their wives would come to the door, and deliberately stared at her, choosing the time when she was live broadcasting.

There was no one in her live broadcast room, except for the only dozen or so customers who paid attention to her, the rest were former colleagues and relatives and friends at home.

After such a messy live broadcast, I am afraid that the only customers will be lost.

On the desk, the phone keeps ringing.

I looked at the number, and it was my brother.

She smiled wryly and pressed the reject button, and then turned off the phone.

She knew what her brother was doing when he was making this call? Not caring, but mockery and ridicule.

Since her father's death, she has become a bad person in the family, a thorn in her brother's side, and a thorn in her flesh. Her own brother, more than anyone else, wants her to be unlucky, wants her to die.

On Wednesday, it was supposed to be a good day for work, but she was walking around the street with a black screen on her phone. She really wanted to use this method to get rid of all the unpleasantness in her head, but the more she walked, the more invincing filled her mind.

Finally, tired of walking, she stopped in the middle of the street.

A speeding truck rushed over, and just when she thought she was going to be knocked off, a traffic policeman on duty pushed her across the road. She couldn't hear what the traffic police were scolding her, she only knew that tears were crawling all over her face.

Across the road, a familiar shadow was parked.

It's Zhao Yang, Zhao Yang riding a shared bicycle.

She was about to cross the road and walk to him, but saw Zhao Yang turn her head and say something to the person behind her. She didn't know if Zhao Yang saw him, only that when the green light came on, he rode his bicycle and walked away with people who seemed to be colleagues.

Zhao Yang rode a shared electric car, and because he saw Zhu Lili, his heart was a little confused.

Chaos, not because I still remember, not because I still want to continue, but when I saw her, I unconsciously thought back to the past. He didn't know if he regretted it, only that the relationship with Julie ruined his life.

Nan Sheng blocked all his contact information, and he also tried to call her, but every time he called, the only ones who responded to him were those mechanical, blunt, emotionless, and polite female voices on the phone.

He finally realized Nan Sheng's pain, she used to call him again and again, he saw it, but never gave any response. At most, he remembers, he had more than a hundred missed calls on his phone. He didn't dare to imagine what Nan Sheng was going through at that time.

The eldest son didn't block him, but no matter what he sent to the child, the child didn't respond, as if he didn't need a father like him.

Through the circle of friends of the eldest son, he knew that the younger son went to kindergarten and knew that he was growing up day by day. But as a father, he didn't know how to face this child.

Regarding the future, he didn't even dare to think about it, so he could only live one day at a time in such a muddle.

The folder in the computer, Nan Sheng has not deleted.

There are also many small folders in the folder, each of which is carefully divided, with video materials of Zhao Yang and Juli together, their photos, their chat history, and the cold and ruthless words that Zhao Yang said to him to protect Julili.

Occasionally, Nan Sheng would open the folder and symbolically flip through it.

Those are her nightmares for nearly two years, and they are also the mental journey she has walked bit by bit. She didn't know how she survived, but she just survived day after day.

She survived the initial days, the time of contradictions and entanglements after the divorce, the hardships of being alone with two children, and the countless nights of tossing and turning and crying at every turn.

She has not attained nirvana, but she has been born again.

Now she is a single mother who is gradually moving towards herself and happiness.

On the day Xiaobao went to kindergarten, her ex-mother-in-law Zhu Huiqin called her. She said that she went out to work again, that she didn't have the heart to stay at home, that she always thought of Nansheng and her two children in Los Angeles, and that she didn't know how Nansheng and her two children should live. said that she could work day by day, and said that she would give the money she earned from her part-time job to Nan Sheng, so that Nan Sheng could provide for her children to go to school.

The resentment that used to exist no longer exists, listening to the voice on the phone, Nan Sheng was only full of unbearable. She persuaded Zhu Huiqin to go home, persuaded her to stop thinking about the affairs of Los Angeles, and let her save all the money she earned from her part-time job. As for her two children, as a mother, she always managed to find a way to raise them.

A good person is always good, and a selfish person is always selfish.

As a former daughter-in-law, Nan Sheng is reluctant to see the old man who is nearly seventy still running around, even if that person is her mother-in-law who once treated her harshly. As Zhu Huiqin's son, Zhao Yang never seems to have considered his mother or his children. For a middle-aged man from a mediocre family, when he chooses to give up this marriage, he is already destined to drag all the people related to this marriage into a desperate situation.

Because of his betrayal, he himself was in debt and difficult to turn over.

Because of his betrayal, his old mother was old and helpless, nearly seventy years old, and she had to go out to earn money.

Because of his betrayal, his ex-wife had to support the whole family and the entire life of his two sons with a pair of weak arms.

Because of his betrayal, his two sons had fathers, but they did not have fatherly love.

What did he destroy not only himself, but not just a family, not just a generation?

There is no true love outside of marriage, let alone true love, I hope that those who are hovering on the edge of marriage can move forward cautiously and cherish the person in front of them.

This marriage