My husband and I were reborn together until the day before our wedding.
We parted ways with a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned getting married.
He and his favorite internet celebrity went abroad to start a business, while I stayed in the gallery and continued painting.
Five years later.
He became a well-known entrepreneur who funded his alma mater, and I was still working in the old gallery.
When we met again, he put his arm around the waist of the beautiful Internet celebrity, looked down at me who was covered in mud, and mocked:
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, why are you still looking like this old man?"
Later, when the city's boss took me into his arms, he panicked.
"Wen Ning! How could you go behind my back and find another man?"
