On my birthday two years ago, you took your mistress home and officially broke up with me.
There is no reason, it's just because I don't love you anymore. The bond of more than ten years has been broken by not loving each other.
I hate, I feel pain, I feel tired.
Today, two years later, I left behind the injuries I suffered and came back with everything I had.
Like? I just don't care about you anymore. Hatred? I guess this word will only be directed at you in this life.
[No matter how much you read and love the vulgar cheating comedy, after reading it, you can no longer find this kind of book, so you have to do it yourself to make enough food and clothing]