Besides, John, when he met his ex-wife, "What about you?" "Sometimes I think this kind of voluntary loneliness is more terrible than hell, like I don't know when I die. I recall the past, and all things have clear answers" ( This is so much like me. I just think about it all day long. My memories are getting clearer and clearer, and a bystander sorts out a lot of things) "This doesn't sound very interesting" "It's not very interesting. Who said this damn life?" It’s interesting." "What conclusion did you come to?" "That is my life is a bunch of shit, I am a stupid meaningless life" "Including our marriage?" "Yes, including our marriage" Look Here I can't help feeling that he is pitiful and hateful. He is indifferent and ruthless. He doesn't even care about his ex-wife. Therefore, he suffers from the torment of loneliness and emptiness. There is no fresh vitality and happiness in his life. Later that night, he suffered from pain and couldn't bear it anymore, so he knocked on his ex-wife's door and asked to sleep with her naked. When she took off her clothes, she turned against the light. Later they broke contact, and John was still used to being alone. One thing I don’t understand is that the ex-wife still loves John after seeing him treat her son like this, and said that he has a lot of affection. Is this because the IQ of women in love is fed to wolves, and wishful thinking, John explicitly told her that he didn’t care. She's okay.
I ignore Karin, the real protagonist's daughter for now.
It is destined to be destined to be ruined and perish, and there will never be a day to come. Although it is difficult for Henrik to transcend hatred, after all, there is rarely a dad in life who ignores him like that. And recently I started a tug of war with a person who hurt me for half a year, which is to focus on all the injuries I have suffered before (such as a few rare items, of course, I am sensitive to my own flaws) and I have never hit back. In this matter, we must swear to justice. Every time I participate in the war, the blood vessels in the head are throbbing, dizziness, and tinnitus, which is a huge drain on the body and mind. I keep verifying whether everyone is right. He was really as cruel and cold as John, once verified, he was shocked and unprepared. Sometimes I have a fluke/cowardice mentality, thinking that although we hate each other to the bone, the other party will let go in a second. I immediately remember to comfort myself in the future, "didn't he let go of it that time?" Or maybe he still loves me, he agrees with me in some way, or find any small reason to comfort him, or even fantasize that he finally admits defeat and apologizes. We have become affectionate little sisters hand in hand. I also imagined killing and slapped him. In the end, hate didn't have an outlet. The last six months of the tug of war ended with that person's sincere and peaceful apology. I don't know how grateful she is.
Can I let those people go?
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