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Chapter 223 The End Times 1
I was born in an ordinary family, grew up in an ordinary way, went to school in an ordinary way, and entered a rebellious period in an ordinary way.

In the rebellious period, like most girls, I fell in love.

But I dislike my boyfriend a little bit, oh, my boyfriend was introduced to me by my friend.He's a little bit taller than me, and he's dark and ugly.

I don't even know why I agreed in the first place, I regret it, regret it countless times.

However, it didn't work!

He was my first love. At first I disliked him as dark and ugly, but I fell in love with him in the end.Then, our parents found out about our relationship.

I was severely beaten, and my hands and feet were swollen. When he saw me later, he hugged me and cried.

I don’t know where I got this sentence—a man doesn’t shed tears lightly, if a man cries for you, cherish it.

I was so moved, and then I cherished it, because of him, I ran out of the house, stopped reading, and spent a day with him.At that time, I felt that as long as I was with him, nothing was important.

In the beginning, he was raised by his parents, and we could play freely. Later, his parents went to work in other places, and we all went there.

But he couldn't bear the hardship and wanted to go back, so I sneaked back with him and rented a house.

The wages of working in other places were quickly exhausted, so we had to look for work again. We worked in a nightclub, he worked as a waiter, and I drank with the guests.

Many times, I drank so much that I had stomach cramps and sweated from pain, but the thought of me and him being together made me content.

We also quarreled, he was too lazy, he stopped working after less than a month, and spent every day in the Internet cafe.

I drank too much and had a headache. Sitting next to him, he would rub my head and let me go back to the rental house by myself.I thought it was good for me, but whenever the night was quiet and I vomited alone by the bed, I would feel very wronged.

He has a bad temper, I endured it and backed down, just for that occasional tenderness.

I gave up a lot and paid a lot for him. He himself once said that he owes me a lot, he will love me, love me, and have only me for the rest of his life.

However, his promise is like a bubble, and it will be broken when touched lightly.

He was the most important thing in my adolescence, I loved him very much, and I didn't keep a cent for myself, so I lost, lost completely.

A ten-year relationship is nothing compared to a few months of unrequited love.

I took my son and left the house, leaving the former home to him and his new love, and released all the bitterness and tears in the bed.

I don't want to get married anymore, I'm so disappointed in men.But, no way, a year after the divorce, my aunt introduced me to a man.

My refusal, they don't pay attention to it at all, so I thought, whatever.

In less than a month, he came to live in my house. At night when my parents were sleeping, he would touch me in the living room.

However, I was cowardly, and I didn't dare to say anything. In his view, my slight refusal was just a refusal.

I don't like him, even hate him, I told my mother, but she said, which man doesn't like this?He is not married, has no parents, has no children, and is good to you and grandchildren, what else do you want?
So, should I put up with all this?

nice to me?Be good to me, turn a blind eye to my cold, be good to me, why can't you see that I am resisting, I am disgusting, and you still have to do those things with me?
I feel like I'm tired, really tired!
(End of this chapter)