divorced in June this year, and the ex-husband filed for divorce in May. In March and April, he said like a side ball. I didn't take it seriously. The last time I filed for divorce over the phone in May, my weather was suddenly the same as the weather in Wuhan.
is also expected, I work calmly, as usual, but it was very busy that day, the new boss is a workaholic, I dare not neglect, this is near the end of get off work to let him sign, my hands slightly shake A few times, he found it.
Back to the work station, normal password input, I repeated three or four times that day, before leaving, I turned off the computer and turned on and off repeatedly. I panicked, my heart was poked by something little by little. Pain but no blood. I still remember the rain outside the window that day, the wind and rain were violent, our office building was leaning against the window, and the boss and colleagues called me a few times and I didn't hear it.
When I left, the rain kept falling. The headline in those days was the orange rainstorm warning. There is no bus, Didi is embarrassing to travel,
At that time, I waited for a taxi for a long time, and I still don’t know how to ride an electric bike. I don't know where the courage came from. I got caught in the rain and ran away. It rained more and more. I didn't stop because I was running. Someone at the back said to give me an umbrella, and the security guard said that I would wait for the rain to get lighter before leaving. I vaguely remember, but I don't know who they are. Along the road, a car followed me, the door opened, and someone came over and gave me an umbrella to tell me to get in the car. I still kept crying and running all the way... Lost in tears, eyes only remember the road ahead, I don't know the person behind.
The picture comes from the Internet.
He followed behind me and ran with me. When I got home, I was soaked with clothes and shoes, and he was the same. I didn't say anything, and he didn't know what happened. I said, why don't you listen to it, and then left silently.
I was at home. After washing, I didn't sleep all night. Still go to work the next day.
No one knows what happened to me.
Fans asked me how to deal with wedding photos.
The wedding photos of the wedding room have been shelved in a corner of the study room, Mr. Zhong said, don't hang up, it's not beautiful, it's too ugly. He is an exquisite scumbag, who is particularly sensitive to color. We all don't match the wedding photos in the room, so we don't display them. In fact, we regret taking photos. The money is meaningless. Now we are divorced. It's ironic to think of it.
Mr. Zhong's father died of a serious illness. I have been there. After luggage in the main house, I saw our wedding photos in the room of the old house, covered with a car sunscreen. I just stayed for a few seconds. When Mr. Zhong moved out after the divorce, he said it was disposed of. I asked how to deal with it, and he said it was burned. He was behind me that day and said that he had forgotten to deal with it. Until the appointment before going to Jiangsu, he told me that he was reluctant to throw it away.
Until now I don't know how to deal with it, it has nothing to do with me.
When I write now, I don't have too much emotion or sadness. I remember that I wrote the micro-headline before and deleted it.
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