Life is breathing, and life is sighing. [Breathing] After the grand wedding, people filed out. She and he could finally rest and slowly unwrap the wedding gifts from relatives and friends. In the right years, met each other. Being firmly chosen, they also have the ability to choose each other firmly. In a world where marriage rates have plummeted, they are fortunate to have met each other. Even if they are not perfect lovers, they have the ability to communicate and promote each other. In the flickering light, she looked at his silhouette and started to sway until she opened an envelope with no reason. The envelope is unremarkable. After she opened it, drowsiness suddenly escaped. How is this handwriting somewhat similar to his own? The letter is also the story of a couple. They finally decided to join hands with each other in the world, but at the wedding they exchanged vows with the idea of buying an insurance for this life. She closed the envelope, "How could someone give such a depressing thing at a wedding?" She looked at him with a smile full of gardenias, "We are just two people who share the risk, right? ?" She fell into a deep sleep. In the following life, the magnificent still joins hands with each other. They start at the bottom and keep thinking and communicating upwards. She started to be the leader, and it was not easy until she brought her children. He started a business, but he often does not go home but must greet him before going to bed every day. She was pregnant, and the leadership began to put her on the air. He made some achievements in his career, replaced a better house, and asked his aunt to help. She was on maternity leave and began to think about career plans in the cry of the baby. He started to travel, and the child still wouldn't call him Dad. She began to prepare to return to the workplace, but felt that her management bandwidth was taken away by her children. His career was even more successful, and he started to be covered in the media. She quit her job because she had another child, and her mother-in-law said that her money was not worth mentioning compared to his. He was more busy, and she suddenly began to feel distressed. She began to find her childhood hobbies and began to write stories. At home she found his peach news. "How could it be? I used to think it was definitely necessary to separate, but now I think it's nothing more than that?" But he really fell in love with that girl, affectionate and determined, just taking care of the child. His career was hit by the villain and fell from the top. He was stunned. The girl also left. Her first novel was published, a story that played out in her mind every day as a teenager. Taking the first royalties and previous accumulations, she said, let's travel around the world together. After returning, he started from scratch and his career was tepid. His sharpness is no longer, and there is more tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes. She began to return to her career, Take the role of advisor and storyteller. The children grew up and flew away, and they looked at the old photos and began to count each other's gray hair. Only she was still concerned about the letter on the wedding day. Because that letter is another version of her story. [Sighs] When she was at the age when she had to get married, she was picky and hastily and he got married when the conditions were okay. At the wedding, she thought, what if the groom wasn't him? She loves prosperity, but he is tired. He said, will you accompany me home? So they went back to their hometown. She was pregnant and felt endless discrimination in the workplace. So she quit her job and took care of her children at home. He lived a comfortable little life, but he went home more and more late. She clearly knew that he got off work at five o'clock. She got postpartum depression because she saw the ? on his neck. He began to sneer at her, who was at home full-time, and began to break up flowers with a dollar. She hasn't gone out for a long time, and she used to be keen on taking pictures, and found that she could no longer be interested in those things because the child was still crying. He went out a lot, and their savings dwindled. She met the young man by chance, and he was still a handsome young man. And she was old, she looked at her bloated belly and began to sigh. She didn't dare to go forward, she went home and started exercising quickly, only to realize that her body had become so bad. He also started going bald, and what he had told him was forgotten very quickly. As children grow up, they become more and more disobedient and do not like to study. She suddenly felt that reading is so good, what can it do? Just let him go. Money started to weigh them down as the old people started to get sick. Seeing her old-fashioned mother-in-law who scolded her, she suddenly felt distressed, so she should scold me again. She returned to the workplace, but she could only be a grass-roots employee who was slaughtered by others, but could not compare her physical strength with young people. He started doing business online, but was ripped off a lot of money because he couldn't figure out how to play. Their wedding lives in name only, they each have someone they love, and they cannot get a divorce because of their children. But the child is thinking, why should two people make four people unhappy for themselves? She left the sweatshop, she wrote some novels, but no one read them. His small business began to pick up, and he socialized every day, under the name of learning. She is still at home, working as a full-time housewife. All of a sudden, they were old, and looking back on this life, they were devastated. He is rejuvenated, and his young girlfriend is no less. This time, it was serious, like a flame on an old woodshed. They separated, and she wrote the story to her alternate self in the alternate universe. Life, every breath, suffering mixed with joy, every step is accompanied by endless choices. We can even say, No matter how you choose, the poems of life are always annotated with sadness. But ah, if this wheel of fortune wants me to give in, I'll smash it and bravely make the decision I want.
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