Chapter 122: ** Love (11)

(11) Whose woman am I?

Mr. Pei has always called my male colleagues "your old lover", because of the convenience of work, there are more photos, and the male colleagues at the unit party have to take pictures with each female colleague individually, everyone jokes that maybe one day who will be popular we can't see each other, hurry up and take a photo as a souvenir.

Of course, the only photos I took home were mainly photos, and Mr. Pei had to play tricks for several days.

Now, he calls my Yahoo friends "your old lover", and when he comes home, he says: Your old lover XXX has been updated today, I see why didn't you go to the show?

I said: Because I have a new love.

I feel very strange when I type with background music, and I ask whose song is this? I want to know that it's strange, I don't even watch the Spring Festival Gala, and none of the songs and singers match the number. Mr. Bei was not much better, and after listening to it for a long time, he said: What, you are my woman in the vast sea of people? It's Daolang, this stupid B is snowing again?

In 2004, when the snow in Daolang's 2002 was everywhere, Mr. Pei and I were divorcing. At first, his son was beaten outside, and he ran and slapped his son!

I have told him countless times that I was a student of my mother, and she used to show me the chickens I had killed to the monkeys, and I was very scarred. Therefore, my husband must stand on the side of me and the children unconditionally, even if we kill someone and we take responsibility for it, you can't move a finger from us and say that we are not, let alone being wronged and beaten!

At that time, in the Korean drama we watched together, the male protagonist knelt down at every turn, and he also knelt down for me, which scared the child to cry.

Then, my phone and his mobile phone often had old classmates come to visit us and say some inexplicable things, probably because we were both romantic in college. And there are women who call me and say that my man bullied her. I think he might not be at peace either. By the Spring Festival of 2006, none of my classmates had come, and no lover had ever appeared. I wondered if we had withdrawn our money from the stock market in time to buy their so-called mansion, and they were looking for a pastime when they were in the most painful situation?

Because of those good friends, his colleagues with a monthly income of more than 20,000 yuan, they have never come to visit so far, and they have not bought a house that we can invite us to visit. I don't know if all the money I earn has contributed to the prosperity of my country's securities market!

The days of always listening to the snow quarrel may be a knot that cannot be untied. "Almost, I want to get angry when I hear that stupid B's song!" said Mr. Pei. I immediately scolded and vented my grievances in 2004 again.

Okay, if you hide your mouth, I'll hide your hand, thinking that I really don't dare to beat you! I raise myself like a fat pig with my mouth open and my clothes stretched out all day long, and I write myself so that I only have one breath left, and I invite cheap women to scold, and stinky men to pity!

I saw that he was really looking for something to hit someone, so I quickly hid in another room and locked the door.

I wondered if he was bragging to someone that he was married to a writer, and people wanted to look at the blog and say that no blog was a writer!

The reason I've been at Yahoo for five months, longer than anything I've ever done, is mainly because I saw this quote on the Yahoo blog one day at the beginning......