Mountain Birds and Fish Follow Different Paths; From Now On, We'll Never Meet Again

My son, just like my husband, loves the same woman.

They both hate me, too.

Even though I raised them with hardship and gave them all my heart.

They still think everything is my fault. If I weren't around, my husband could marry someone else, and my son could have a different mother.

In the end, I was fed up and resolutely disappeared from their lives.

But they went mad...

"Luo Wanwan, come back. This family needs you."

"Mommy, Mommy, I want my mommy."

As the words fell, a tall, broad-shouldered figure pulled me behind him.

"She's my wife. Stay away."

I lowered my eyes and picked up the little girl beside me. Our family of three turned and walked away.

See? Love that comes too late is lower than a dog's.