Every time my girlfriend goes to the psychiatrist with her depressed friend, she will give me a custom-made suit. In just two years, there were 96 custom-made suits in his wardrobe. That means she hurt me 96 times. Another time I put on a custom-made suit when my mother, who had terminal cancer and was in a wheelchair and on oxygen, came to see our wedding. Jiang Qing, who had been in love with me for six years, abandoned me again and accompanied Zhuma to the hospital to get medicine. Just because Lu Qichen suffered from depression and was about to commit suicide: "Qingqing, I can't live without you." My girlfriend, who has always been serious about words, hugged Lu Qichen and begged me to stop the wedding and let them go. Relatives and friends watched the farce with laughter, but I comforted my mother and gave way to them calmly. When she saw that I was obedient, she looked at me with red eyes, and said with a trace of guilt: "I promise that I will come back to marry you as soon as I finish registering for him, and I won't keep mom waiting." But she forgot that this was the 96th time she had hurt me. And I will not marry her. I will only wait for the last three promises to repay her debt of paying for my mother's medical treatment. Then we will no longer owe each other anything.
