The Day After I Went Crazy, the Sky Fell

In the third year after dressing up as a body double in a sadistic novel, I went crazy for three minutes at the engagement party. Just three minutes. Fiancé's social death progress: 99% Bai Yueguang's White Lotus character design: fading Zhou Group share price: -7.2% My unread messages on WeChat: 999+ ——Everyone asked me later how I dared that day. I said: It's not that I dare, it's that I've settled the account. What I gained after three years of forbearance was the "cooperation requirements" in the additional clauses of the prenuptial agreement. What I got in exchange for going crazy for three minutes was freedom, hot searches, and my ex-fiancé writing short essays in my friend application every day. This wave is not a loss. This is the story of a "good guy" who stops exploiting himself. It's not a cool novel about a great heroine—she doesn't have golden fingers, there's no domineering president chasing his wife in the crematorium (it's no use even if Zhou Yanbai kneels down and his knees are broken), and she doesn't get rich overnight. It was just on an ordinary night that she discovered that "offending the whole world" was not as terrible as she imagined. Then she stopped pretending. ——And, accidentally lowered the madness threshold of the whole city.