Chapter 3 What kind of fate is this?

"Young mistress, don't cry, it's fate. No one can fight against the heavens. The old lady is the heavens of the Li family." Uncle Li, the driver who hesitated to speak, finally said nothing.And the small foreign building that once carried their vows of eternal love disappeared in the blurred vision of tears.

"Uncle Li, stop the car here."

"Young Mistress, this..."

"Stop it, and don't call me young mistress again in the future." Ruoxi, whose tears were still wet, said.

"Hey." Uncle Li sighed while shaking his head.He parked the car, took off the red suitcase, and handed it to Ruoxi.

Standing at a crowded intersection, she was at a loss.Although the weather in the summer morning was slightly cool, fine beads of sweat still oozed from the tip of her nose and forehead. She stood like this until noon.

On the opposite side of the road is a small shop called "May'er Roasted Wings". The red and yellow door face is refreshing and bright.She ordered grilled wings with Orleans spicy and honey sauce, and a large Coke with ice.

The waiter took the menu, and when he turned around, he looked at the unusual customer in front of him again from the corner of his eye.Most of the people who come here to eat grilled wings are young people. It's not that Ruoxi is not young, but that among a group of T-shirts and jeans, her exquisite hand-embroidered dress inevitably looks out of place.

"Her bag is a limited edition of Prada, I saw it in a magazine."

"It's fake, rich people don't come here to eat grilled wings."

"What is it fake? You are stupid. You can't tell that she is wearing famous brands. Look at the clothes. You can buy one for me for 50 yuan and try it out. If I find it, I will marry you immediately."

"Come on, you, I think she came out to experience life when she was full. You are also full, right?"

"Eat quickly, she looked at us."

"Look at it."

I took a bite of honey sauce chicken wings, and the rich sweetness smacked in my mouth.A drop of warm tears fell on the back of his hand. It turned out that he was crying, so he raised his hand to wipe it, but more tears came out faster.Now she only has endless heartaches, as if countless silk threads are tightly wrapped around her heart, as long as she thinks about recalling, the strength of the thread will increase infinitely.

His beloved husband was lying in the ICU ward, and he was forced to sign the divorce agreement. The nine-month-old child was stillborn.What did she do wrong for God to punish her like this?

Maybe this is just a trick of good fortune.Although the queen-like mother-in-law wants her to disappear completely in this city and in his life, she has already made a decision, she wants to stay, he is alive, and she wants to stand in front of him and ask him why he abandoned herself .He died, and she wanted to keep her memories here.

(End of this chapter)

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