The day before the wedding, I sent a short message to my ex, and his reply made me decide to cancel the wedding. Why?

My ex-boyfriend and I are high school classmates, and we are also college classmates. Our relationship can be said to have been very good since high school, and my friends around me also envy me. Our university has been together, and we are inseparable all day. Later, I told my parents that I talked about my boyfriend, who is from the countryside and other provinces. My parents strongly disagree, and neither do my seven aunts and eight aunts. Under the pressure of my parents, I finally broke up with my ex-boyfriend

After my ex-boyfriend and I broke up, my parents asked my elder sister-in-law to introduce me. I have also participated in many blind date parties, but none of them are my favorite, either crooked melons or bad personality. I've been to blind dates again and again, and I'm tired of it. Finally, I met a man who came to my house to propose. He is very helpful. When I meet my parents, I call them directly and help them choose dishes. He is also very attentive to me from time to time. I agreed to this marriage, so our marriage was settled. Contact for a period of time, found that the other side has a problem, that is, love spitting, love smoking. I dislike such people more and more.

I still miss my ex-boyfriend very much and often think of our past. Our days together flashed through my mind like a movie, but our marriage was already scheduled. The night before my wedding, I sent a WeChat to someone I know well, my ex-boyfriend. I didn't expect him to reply 16 in a second: If you still love me, I will wait for you to come back. After reading his reply, I was not calm at once. I think, even if we are far away, I can still fly and take the high-speed train to find him. Finally, even if I rebel, I will go to him.

On the same day, I bought a train ticket and asked my parents to divorce me. That night, I went to find my boyfriend by train. Although the poor couple mourned for a hundred days, how can they know if they are the luckiest people without experiencing it? I think everyone's life is only once. Why don't we find our own happiness? Does anyone support me?