The bully who tormented me in middle school became my fiancee's publicly announced boyfriend.
On the day she made their relationship official, she promised me:
"I'll pull a hundred pranks on him to get even for you. Then I'll bring you back home so we can get married."
But when the pranks were over, she left me waiting at the civil affairs bureau and brought him home from the psychiatric hospital instead.
Afterward, she calmly instructed me:
"Qingyan is sensitive. From now on, introduce yourself as the live-in security guard."
"He's been having nightmares lately and needs me with him at night, so you can sleep in the guest room."
Everyone who knew me laughed, waiting for the spectacle of me losing it and tearing into them.
But I calmly accepted it all, even teaching her how to make Zhang Qingyan's favorite dish.
When the woman found out, she sneered. "That's about all you're good for."
When the six-month deadline arrived, I picked up the luggage I'd packed long ago and headed for the door.
Zhang Qingyan held on to her and tried to persuade me to stay, while Jian Xiyue tossed me a bank card.
"Eight million. Stay and take care of Qingyan."
But she didn't know that this time, I was truly leaving her.
