President's golden soul girlfriend

It's the boy who proposed to me! At that time, I was so poor that I couldn't see a beam of light. I was eager to escape day and night, from the panic and blindness, deception and lies of the shackles.

He knelt on one knee, holding flowers in his left hand and a ring in his right hand. He smiled shyly and said, "will you marry me and be my bride?"

"No." I said, this is a line prepared for me in advance. I always like to go my own way. At this time, I must embarrass the boy who stands one head taller than me and kneels three heads shorter than me according to their words.

"You have no car, no house and no company. Why should she marry you?" was a mean female voice. I remember that very clearly, but I forgot who it was and what it looked like, because I listened to it many times later, and my ears just didn't grind into a cocoon.

"I will work hard to make money and give you everything you want. Although I am not rich enough in material terms, I am very young. I have talent, opportunity and energy. Please believe me."

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Later, he said a lot. I was confused and couldn't remember, because when he said it, I was moved, not by many things, but by his clumsiness mixed with false under the dim light at that time, intoxicated with the feeling of being a bride for the first time.

Although there are only eight spectators, they may have seen such proposal, imitation, replication, summary and follow-up countless times. For them, it is just a process, but for me and him, it is the first time. For new things, it is inevitable to have some uncontrollable excitement. Maybe I was sitting in a chair and pretending to be high, and my face was in a mess that day, Or as pale as snow, I don't remember, really don't remember, and it doesn't matter. Finally, he proposed successfully, because the flowers are fake and the ring is air, so my promise is naturally meaningless.

Everything is just a play. After the play, I forgot him, and I believe he forgot me, completely and thoroughly.

The funny thing is that in my whole life, the reason why I want to say the whole life is that tomorrow I may no longer exist. Yes, I have only faced such a proposal, the only one, and I believe it will never happen again.

I confessed to my husband first, so all along, I think I chased him. The reason for confessing is very simple. In the system of self mutilation through hardship, he gave me an apple behind everyone's back. This small and ugly apple, I still remember what it looks like, because it gave me great courage, later confessions and later daughters, Then there is the later home, and then there is the later third party!

Far away.

He, or the one who gave me bright conjoined pearls, and the one who proposed to me, may not be alone, but a little like, whether they are alone or not, there is no way to verify, and it will become an unsolvable mystery in my life.

But what I want to say is that he, who sent pearls, what did he mean by taking me to grandma's house? He seems to want to keep me up. However, no, really not. He didn't even hold my hand. I remember it clearly. He didn't model me from beginning to end.

He is a gentleman, a real gentleman. His boldness moved me. I think because of him, maybe I can cheat. Really, even if I am the mother of a child, even if my husband has no junior three from the beginning to the end, even if I will curse on my back, even if I can't be reborn in the afterlife! Of course, all this is just standing and imagining that I don't have low back pain, because I'm sure he won't, he won't let me become an ugly woman with an ugly soul, even though the husband betrayed me cruelly first!