I'm not really wrong, and I'm not without opportunities. I'm just tired.
I'm like a joke, I'm like a supporting character, I'm like a bird without wings that can't fly.
I'll share your troubles and your moments of coquetry; I'll even ignore you if you kneel down and beg.
I can't say you're wrong, and I can't imitate your tears, yet I can't get drunk no matter how many cups I drink.
I'm not really wrong, and I'm not without opportunities. I'm so tired, and who else can understand?
Where can I find my love? Do you want my heart?
I don't want to argue with you. If only you understood.
Where can I find my love? Are my words important?
I'm on your side, but I have too many questions.
All I want is for you to come over and give me a hug.
Zhang Qian
Are you happy?
"sorry."
"Let's go."
"I'm sorry, I just... I'm sorry, I just couldn't control myself."
Ha, can't control yourself?
Men are selfish, aren't they?
After being injured once, it will happen a second, a third, a fourth, a fifth time, until death.
"You know, I really like you."
Are we going back to the past again? Will we never be able to escape it?
"If you're willing, I think you understand what I mean, right?"
The man knelt on one knee, his hands on my knees. His eyes held longing, anticipation, and hope, but more than anything, naked lust.
The light emanating from the ring on my hand was so bright that I couldn't open my eyes, just like when Anqi first knocked on my door.
"Don't make yourself look too bad, Yanping."
The man left.
Anqi is gone.
Will he come back?
I have no idea.
What does it feel like to catch your wife in bed with someone else?
I regret it; I shouldn't have chosen to remain silent that year.
Anqi
"Hey handsome, wanna grab a drink?"
A beautiful woman walked towards me from the dance floor, teasingly touching my chin and swirling the wine glass in her hand.
"OK"
I embraced her alluring waist, and the beautiful woman sat on my lap.
I'm thinking about Zhang Qian.
Yes, I can't forget her.
Despicable person.
Two hours earlier, in the same place, "Myna" said that men don't cry, they only have broken hearts.
Two hours later, in the same place, I proved that statement true.
It doesn't matter anymore.
It doesn't matter who it is anymore.
I'm not a saint; I wouldn't be indifferent if my own wife was cheated on.
I'm not that strong; I just pretend to be.
Zhang Qian
Anqi never came back, never to return.
That's good, I don't need to buy 84 disinfectant anymore.
Nature is beauty, isn't it?
Grandpa came back from the countryside, and I brought Dongdong back from my father's place. The news of my wedding was all over the place, and everyone was congratulating me.
I took a day off and took Dongdong to do something I should have done a long time ago.
"Dongdong, do you know what to say later?"
My son is six years old, and I can no longer carry him. He's very sensible, like a little adult, and no longer cries for his mother to carry him.
I'm sorry, please forgive my selfishness.
"Know"
I'm sorry, you ruined me six years ago. Six years later, it's time to pay you back.
The child ran to his father and affectionately kissed his cheek.
His father stared blankly at everything that was happening.
The child's father's bride covered her mouth and ran past him quickly.
The moviegoers cheered and applauded.
The hall was beautifully decorated, a blend of Chinese and Western styles, and the groom was very handsome.
I look good standing next to him.
“This is the price I pay for not suing you six years ago.” I kissed the groom’s lips.
Take Dongdong's hand and leave this chaotic place.
What they owed me, I've already gotten back.
She picked up her son, kissed his cheek, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Egg tarts!"
"Anything else?"
"milkshake!"
I have a lovely son, and I will live on strongly.
Only a fool would commit suicide.
I'm in a good mood.
I did something that should have been done a long time ago.
Zhang Qian
Zhang Qian
The weather is great, and I'm in a great mood.
I've finally gotten rid of this burden that I've carried for so many years. I won't be dragged into this old grievances anymore.
She took her son out for a stroll.
I bought a lot of things, like cosmetics, shoes, and bags.
There was a promotional display by a wedding photography studio at the entrance of the department store.
I looked at each stall one by one; it's a once-in-a-lifetime event, so of course I had to compare prices from different vendors.
I've heard that buying a wedding dress is more cost-effective than renting one now. If you want your wedding dress made, Suzhou is the best place to go; things are cheaper and the prices are reasonable, plus you can choose the styles yourself.
However, I want to make my own wedding dress; I'm a tailor.
I'm wondering if a Paris wedding dress is better, a Milan wedding dress, or something more elegant?
The original is not good; it's been photographed to death, and it's always the same few poses.
I also need to choose a little dress for Dongdong. Dresses for such a small child are hard to order; I think we'll have to have one custom-made. What will Anqi look like in a tuxedo? Will he like the wedding dress I chose?
We should give him a surprise.
"Mom, your phone is ringing." Dongdong took my phone out of his bag.
It was Hu Lu calling.
Where is it?
"Choosing a dress? Want to come?"
"Okay, where should we meet?"
"The KFC next to Parkson, Dongdong likes to eat there."
"That looks like McDonald's."
Stop joking around and come on over.