A three-nothing youth, dumped by his girlfriend, flees the city to open an inn in Dali.
As his business is difficult to develop, he experiences a pure love story of red and white roses, with ...
I was speechless for a long time because of this, until Coach Ma looked away, and then I said to him, "What exactly do you mean?...Do you think that Bai Lu is living the way she is now because she brought it on herself?"
Coach Ma sighed heavily, then fell silent again. When he finally spoke, he was speechless.
The waiter had already brought out our first dish. He said to me, “Do you know? All the money she saved over the years has been spent on me. Because of me, she ruined her family relationships, and she can’t even see the children she raised… I feel ashamed living in her sacrifices… Michael, you should be the person who understands me best in this world… If you had married Sisi, and your leg hadn’t been working, you would have been living endlessly in Sisi’s self-sacrifice. Even if she didn’t say anything, you would still feel sorry for her. That kind of life is truly unbearable, especially for a man with self-respect… So, you realized this and withdrew from her world in time… You are much smarter than me. At least you didn’t ruin Sisi’s second marriage, while I have ruined Bai Lu’s third marriage…”
After a brief pause, Coach Ma continued, "Forget about all the grudges and entanglements, this is how my life is... The only thing I can give her is to prove to her in this way that I can never have another woman in my life..."
"When two people who truly love each other are together, what difficulties can't they overcome... So why are you doing this?"
"Easier said than done!"
I stared at Lao Ma in astonishment, and suddenly saw my own and most people's bad habits reflected in his eyes... We always have the habit of judging others' lives with the mindset of an outsider. This is not a skill, but just a kind of indifferent fearlessness... We can never fully understand other people's experiences, so never use sarcastic remarks to easily tear open other people's scars.
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In a daze, the phone on the table rang. I picked it up and looked at it... It was Yang Sisi's father calling... We exchanged phone numbers when we met for dinner last time. I never thought much of it, but I didn't expect him to actually contact me.
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