I spent the first half of my life working as a cow at home, but in the end I got sick and ignored by my family. Because I was poor, my minor illness turned into a serious one. I wanted to find someone to talk to. I happened to meet my boyfriend who was fooling around with his colleagues. His condescending and contemptuous eyes when he hugged others were more piercing than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month. If I die, forget it, let you go, and let me go. I would like to live, but I am poor and cannot even afford the medicine. When I was desperate, I went to have a drink with someone. I met someone who was in a worse situation than me. I burst into tears when I saw what he said. Are you comparing the situation to others? Then why do you need a marriage certificate? Hey, I haven't thought about it yet! Wait until I'm sure I can't die!
