Time flies, and now that I have reached my age, I am an obedient daughter who makes my parents proud, a middle-level employee with outstanding performance and rising steadily, and what outsiders call a virtuous wife and gentle mother, but I am not myself.
I put my husband and son first in everything, devoted half my life to it, and naively thought that I could build a warm home. But in the end, my unemployed husband complained that I had a bad temper and could not be gentle, and my children who were out of school accused me of being stupid and vicious and told me to die. This so-called home almost drained all my youth and enthusiasm. A fierce quarrel made me dizzy and passed out. When I opened my eyes, I was transported to a twenty-year-old rich lady with no worries about food and clothing.
There are no unfinished housework, no ungrateful children, and no shackles of a useless family.
However, there was a group of high-ranking and powerful bosses surrounding me. They had no contact with each other but lined up to dote on me.
In this life, I no longer want to be trapped in the prison of any relationship. I just want to love myself again and live a dazzling life that is unique to me.
Reader comments
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