As I was talking, I saw this seemingly domineering woman in front of me shed the softest tears. Yan trembled in her hands, trying her best to hide her feelings, but her sadness and despair had nowhere to hide. I pulled a tissue and handed it over, trying to comfort me, knowing that if it was me who had to bear it, I might be more panicked than her.
"What happened later? After Qu Yang left, you married your husband, and you seemed to be living a good life?" My professional attitude and habits made me always stick the most sensitive needles in the bloodiest places. place, this is me.
Yin Yin turned her head and looked at me, with tears in her eyes, trembling, and said incoherently, "Not bad? Rich and powerful, treat me well? That's all a fucking false image, the worst thing people can see. Beautiful clothes!" With the back of her hand to stop the tears from running wildly, Yinyin exposed the truth of the so-called happiness in life for me, she stripped off everything that could be covered, and for the first time, I felt ashamed like peeping at others.
Qu Yang left, lost Yinyin met her current husband in a drunken nightclub, rich and powerful, handsome, like all outsiders, Yinyin also thought it was in the dark, God made up for her . Everything is perfect before marriage, like a movie. After marriage, I realized that the so-called true love was not behind the eager marriage, but in fact she was a tool for a man to cover up his broken back.
Amidst the envy of a natural couple, Yinyin shed tears behind her back countless times, unable to face her own choice. Finding cause and effect, she thought of An An who had already gained peace. In her understanding, if there was no An An, maybe nothing would have happened, and Qu Yang would not have left. Maybe she and Qu Yang are destined to be happy and happy for a lifetime.
Yinyin said that she was alive but she was like a dead person, living a life of chewing wax every day, while An An died but lived in Qu Yang's heart. Her happiness is fake, and An An's sorrow is fake.
In this world, there may be too many reversals, and it is hard to tell who is more unfortunate than who and who is happier than who. Yin Yin, Qu Yang, and An An are like three intertwined lines in the palm of their hand, entangled in the beginning, and stranded tomorrow. How long will a woman's tears last? I saw the drying up of Yinyin's tears. However, what will happen to her in the future? I have never thought about how to muster up the courage to find the little bit of happiness hidden like a treasure, and Yinyin has lived like this for seven years that cannot be imagined.
When I sent Yin Yin who said thank you to me, I didn't understand what she wanted to thank me for. Could it be that I handed her a tissue when she was crying, or did I allow her to cry on my shoulder. She doesn't understand, she should thank herself for releasing the rotten secret, and there is an extra window in her opaque room, I wish her a little bit of sunshine.
? When she went out, she still smiled gracefully at Any, with the smile of a happy little woman. For the sake of the so-called appearance, she exhausted all her strength to bear all the misfortunes. People who maintain hypocrisy are annoying, and women who maintain hypocrisy are pitiful. She is such a woman. This is not a conclusion, but a helpless description.
(If fate cannot be chosen by people, then what decision is needed, the essence of happiness cannot be exchanged for being strong.) (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com