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Chapter 110: [Simple, simple, my simple 5

Her heart was messed up...

Tears flowed out of my eyes unconsciously, it was so strange...

At that time, she looked at herself in the mirror, watching her tears flow down bit by bit, and casually took out a cigarette.

It was at the dinner table. A customer gave her a pack of cigarettes. She didn't know how to smoke, and even hated it, but she still pretended to have a soft and calm face, gently took it, and lit it, but she failed to smoke it.

Between the index and middle fingers, chatting and laughing with customers.

The first time she lit up a lady's cigarette in her own home, she couldn't inhale or exhale. The whole smoke was stuck in her throat and her eyes were confused...

The tears flowed even more violently. When I raised my head, I unexpectedly saw myself reflected in the mirror in the bathroom.

For a moment, it felt like I had been haggard for many years...

She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes filled with tears, falling down bit by bit.

She opened her lips slightly, but she could only call out one person's name when she murmured, and she could only say one sentence, "Jian Jian, Jian Jian, my Jian Jian..."

He left that day, and she didn't even know where he was, nor did she want to know.

She wanted to try to forget him, but found that she missed him more and more.

It is very hard for a pregnant woman. She has to take care of herself and study hard to prepare for the son between herself and them in the future.

It was the hardest, saddest and loneliest time.

When she went to the hospital for a prenatal check-up and saw those happy couples, her face was haggard, her eyes were red, her nasal cavity was uncomfortable, and she was so choked that she just wanted to cry.

When everyone thought she was a single mother, when everyone looked at her with contempt, all she could do was be strong.

She hated her so much, she hated her so-called strength, and even more hated her so-called methods...

It was just love, but she tried her best to make him fall in love with her again...

She just drank some wine in the simple office. The person opposite her was the simple person she had been thinking about day and night for six full years...

Inexplicably, she remembered that the memory that drove her crazy and wanted to forget for the rest of her life resurfaced in her mind again.

What could be more unacceptable and ridiculous than this?


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