In three years of marriage, he has never touched me.
It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to. On the day Bai Yueguang returned to China, he pushed open my door drunk and shouted her name. I smiled silently, tears flowing into the pillow.
Then I got pregnant. He said: "Kill it off, you don't deserve it."
The day I signed the divorce, he went to the airport with that woman in his arms.
Three months later, my ashes were scattered into the sea. He started looking for me like crazy, and all he found was a pregnancy test sheet - twins, and a line:
"Li Yanzhou, in the next life, I want you to love me on your knees."
What he didn't know was that there was another line below this sentence that I didn't finish:
"But I don't want to meet you again in the next life."
