One year after I divorced my ex-husband, Fu Hanchuan tweeted to me in the group chat, "The cold war has lasted long enough. Come back and let's get married again." I replied, "Are you okay?" When everyone saw this, they all tried to persuade me to make peace. Fu Hanchuan asked again, "What were you doing during my absence?" I turned to look at the man who was putting the child to sleep. He typed a few words with his backhand: "I am in confinement." The originally lively group suddenly froze. Fu Hanchuan called me 108 times angrily, but I turned a blind eye to them all. He went crazy, but the girl who loved him dearly no longer belonged to him.
