Falling into frost
Mei Xiaozhu
In 1993, I was twenty-eight years old. At twenty-eight years old, if you look at a girl, I think she is definitely an older woman. I was born in 1965. At that time, I was really facing the crisis of not being able to get married.
The premise is that I must make it clear that it's not that I don't play by the rules, but that I don't like living a conventional life in the eyes of everyone.
Ever since I was a child, I have been rebellious and stubborn, and I have an inexplicable sense of resistance to anything imposed on me by anyone. Why do you suffer yourself in order to cater to others?
Since that incident, I have asked myself to be rational. Emotionality is too destructive to women. Once it "trips", I really have no way to control myself.
I know that at my age, I am no longer qualified to be picky and picky when it comes to marriage. It seems that I have reached the point where I have to make do with life.