Late Bloomer

My name is Shen Wancheng. At the age of thirty-five, I drove into the opposite lane and thought: Late bloomer? I'm afraid it won't work out. My mother gave me this name because she wanted to "save" the man who abandoned his wife and son. It's a pity that I didn't keep it. When I was eight years old, my parents divorced. I followed her and was called a "wild child" for ten years in a small place. She waited for him all her life and never woke up until she died. I spent thirty-five years transforming myself into another her. This is a realistic novel about "self-redemption". Through the ups and downs of Shen Wancheng's half-life, he explores issues such as his family of origin, marriage traps and female independence. From being an indulgent "overseas queen" in the UK for eight years, to diving headfirst into that man's scam after returning to China - being married, coldly violent, PUA, cheating, and divorced. Eight years of cold violence, countless affairs, and a well-planned property scam. She gave him her house, savings, and custody of her son. She got the divorce certificate on New Year's Eve, and he went to see his mistress on New Year's Day. The night she discovered the truth, she picked up a kitchen knife. A New Year greeting text message saved her. Later, she drove into the opposite lane and did not die. After knowing all this, my mother fell ill and passed away. Then she had nothing and started from scratch. The story refuses the clichés of cool writing, and uses delicate psychological portrayal and real life details to show a little person's difficult process of rebuilding himself in the ruins. The final theme is: true strength is not to defeat the enemy, but to accept one's own vulnerability and still choose to move forward. Late to know, late to mature, late to wake up, late to mature - as long as you succeed, it's never too late. Concept: Every woman has a "late bloomer" in her heart - late to know, late to mature, late to wake up, late to mature. This is a story about "late awakening": when the trauma of the original family, the trap of marriage, and the fate of her mother weigh on her like reincarnation, how does a woman spend thirty-five years to pick herself up bit by bit from the ruins. The core idea of ​​​​the work is: true strength is not to defeat the enemy, but to accept one's own vulnerability and still choose to move forward. There is no standard timetable in life, and "waking up late" does not mean "not waking up". When the shackles of fate fall again and again, the final redemption is never about waiting for someone to come, but about standing up by oneself and living a "late bloom" into a "success". This is a work dedicated to all women who are struggling in marriage, family of origin, and self-doubt - I hope we can all believe: as long as it is done, it is never too late.