Why are you divorced? The more you can get married, the better.

Why are you divorced? The more you can get married, the better.

Because of the divorce, but the character and cultivation have not left.

Divorce is only an external relationship, and marriage is due to one's own quality and internal things.

Happiness has little to do with marriage or not.

It mainly depends on whether the values and personalities of both sides match, whether they can be considerate and tolerant of each other and treat each other as true lovers.

Share a friend story of my colleague.

I use the first person to describe it.

Two years ago, at the age of 34, I stayed in this strange and familiar city for ten years. Nothing, no house, no car, no savings, only a job to support myself, and more pocket money by working overtime day after day.

By chance, I met my present wife. Frankly speaking, she is not good-looking, but a little yellow-faced and slovenly. Dress simply. At least up to now, my friends don't think we can live the rest of our lives. At first I didn't believe that we would be together.

She couldn't be more ordinary.

During the dinner, we sat next to each other, and her friend casually said that you are both single. Maybe it was this joke, and everyone joined in. Chatting and chatting, everyone got high and drank some wine.

Go to sing after dinner. It was too noisy in the box, so I slipped out and smoked a cigarette. It is the loneliest thing for single people to revel, and with the effect of alcohol, my heart is really restless.

Unexpectedly, she also slipped out. Although we met, it was awkward. Instead, she spoke first. "Don't listen to their input. I am divorced, how can I deserve you? " You said something to me.

I learned that she was divorced and took her daughter with her. At that time, I broke up with my ex-husband and family. After marriage, my ex-husband is not as considerate as before, just like a different person. She works, her ex-husband is idle at home and goes out to gamble every day.

I thought with the birth of my daughter, having the title of father would make him turn over a new leaf. Unfortunately, not only did she fail to save her husband. To make matters worse, she hates having a daughter. Has been clamoring to sell her daughter. It may be a woman's nature, the strength of being a mother, and wanting to protect her daughter. When her daughter was two years old, she finally filed for divorce.

The moon was particularly round that night, and then we left contact information with each other. Maybe out of courtesy, maybe out of sympathy.

Occasionally, everyone will greet each other, contact each other, and stay in the cold. One day she left me a message, hoping I could help. Because the rental house she lives in is a residential house, the rent in that area is very cheap, but the crowd is very chaotic.

Not as safe as the community. She occasionally invites me to her place to play, which will give people next to her some illusions and won't cause so much trouble.

I'm glad to help her with this little favor, because I have nothing to do in my free time. You can also rub her cooking at her place. I never cook, fast food and instant noodles are my life, and there is nothing to cook in the room.

Although her house is simple, it is clean and tidy without losing the feeling of home. The food she cooks is delicious, too. It may be that I haven't eaten the food cooked at home for a long time, and I feel like I'm eating the food cooked by my mother.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was New Year's Day. My mother was sick at home, and it was already in the late stage of gastric cancer when she found out. For so many years, I never know how much injustice and fatigue they have suffered. The first time made me feel helpless. At this time, she stepped forward and accompanied me to many hospitals and doctors. As a result, the days were running out.

I know my mother's greatest wish is to see me get married and have children, but I have always been willful. With my youth, my mother is here and my father is here, I have nothing to worry about. The day before I went home, I proposed to her. There was no ceremony, just going out for a meal. In that small restaurant, I asked her, can we be together? Let's go home together tomorrow. I have already bought you a ticket.

I will not let you be wronged in the future. I know it's not a good time, and you know my mother doesn't have much time now. I don't want her to regret it, but I can't wronged you. If you don't want to, just do me a favor and let my mother go happily. She didn't speak. After a while, she said, tomorrow we will go back by train together. So the two of us began to be in a daze.

Accompanied by her, my mother died and my child was born. Up to now, we are still together well, there is no vows of eternal love, only bits and pieces of life. I believe we will go on happily.

Therefore, meeting the right person at the right time may be love.

Happiness is that simple.

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