Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Andrew put his hands in his pockets. He had done too many things in accordance with the rules, and now he was unwilling to continue to follow the rules.

"So every time I can't hold on, I will remind myself. Since I can't realize my own dream, I should let others' dreams come true. The art class and tutor class will always be open. Until I can't do it anymore. "

Andrew smiled. Even if he was not understood, he should try his best to keep smiling. Life would not be unfair to anyone who worked hard. Pain was only temporary, and what they obtained across the past would be eternal.

"So I hope you can do what you like and stick to it. There is nothing that can't be overcome. When you feel that you can't bear it, think about why you insisted on staying here in the past. "

After saying that, Andrew also bowed. He heard thunderous applause from the people present.

"Thank you, everyone. I wish you a good job." After saying that, Andrew waved his hand and sat down, it took courage to give a speech. Maybe by now, many people had forgotten their original goal.

But Andrew didn't forget it. He always knew what he should do and what he was doing.

He looked around and found that no one stood up. A quiet-looking man stood up.

The man wore a pair of glasses and his voice was very clear and gentle. "Nice to meet you again."

Jacob frowned and wondered who the man was. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that this man was Brandon Hou, who lived in the dormitory next door when they were in the University. Brandon was not a talkative man.

He searched his memory carefully and didn't remember anything about Brandon. He only remembered that Brandon was a gentle and elegant person. Jacob also took a look at Sara. He had thought that Sara would feel bored, but now she was listening with interest.

Jacob was also stunned for a moment, and then he listened carefully. Maybe in the past, they were a group of people who only cared about what they thought, and everyone was self-centered.

to their peers' voices. Perhaps time had taught them to grow. It was true. Otherwise, how could everyone listen to it calmly

their classmate. But now it was different. Everyone knew that the opportunity was rare and once missed, there would

college. I had learned a lot of courses about computer, passed the exams and learned how to write code. Compared with most of my classmates,

was not comfortable for him to talk in front of others now. Fortunately, everyone was looking at him with concentration, and no one did anything else, which

will be related to their majors. I'm no exception. I went to a

at everyone present and felt a little relieved. After so many years of silence,

of the rapid evolution of the computer industry, the technology was updated quickly. I have to work

as if those things were pleasant. Most people wanted to see the optimistic side of others. If a person was too pessimistic, then he was destined

work as hard as I can every day, and I like my job. You may think I'm bullied, but I

but his dream. Being able to combine life with ideal was the happiest thing

so I have to go home and accompany her to see a doctor. My work had been delayed and the money I had saved for so many years. I have spent all of it on my mother's

room. He didn't know why he mentioned it, but he always felt that he

express himself. Today, he was

delicious every day. She was hesitant

poked his own pocket, looking shy

something wrong with my health. I didn't sleep much every day, which led to my mental weakness. I often caught a cold and often got sick. I think ideal is nothing compared to health. Without

around him that sometimes he couldn't pay too big a price for

their health in the name

it true? Brandon had been reflecting on himself. Maybe it was right to sacrifice for his ideal, but if he had to

I came here after a long journey. Many people said that I went back home because I couldn't live in a big city anymore, and many people said

could see it. Wasn't this the life he had chosen? How could it be bitter? Even if it was