Mr Left and Mr Right

For a person who had experienced a failed marriage, it was complicated to see the red marriage certificate again.

People say marriage that marriage is a walled city, which makes someone admired and someone desperate. However, it's not up for me to decide whether I should marry him or not. This really made me feel uneasy.

But there was a hidden expectation in my inner heart. I looked forward to a new relationship and a new marriage. I hoped these things would let me and my child say goodbye to darkness and return to light.

So, at that time, I kept my dead down, with tears in my eyes.

"Can't you look happier? Give me some face." Jacky said to me when he saw I didn’t speak for a long time.

“When taking photos, you said you want to keep the bag for me. So, I gave it to you. At that time, you stole my household registration book? " I stared at him.

“That’s not stealing. It’s taking.” The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was an iconic smile on his face.

“So as long as you want to do anything, you will definitely do it, whether others agree or disagree? No matter what others think?” I said.

He frowned and thought, and then gave the answer, "Basically.”

I was speechless hearing that. Then, I put my marriage certificate and household registration book back in my bag. Suddenly, I found that my act of putting my marriage certificate was very careful, like caring for something very fragile gently.

It was the first time for me to eat with Jacky. Although the man in front of me was my husband in terms of law, I was still not familiar with him. I had been watching him secretly.

were so smart that after a few turns, he finished the work. Then he made them into small pieces and slowly fed them

nearly perfect. When he smiled at Lucas, he exposed his white and

face very

for a while and then we went back. Lucas was tired after that, and

swimming. His strong body rolled back and forth in the water. When he

Every time I approached him, I felt uneasy. But at that time, I started to have inexplicable expectations.

him, and lay down on the

poured into the glass, it quickly volatilized to give off strong alcohol taste. This wine

down and toasted, "Let’s celebrate our wedding."

face me, but looked upstairs.

But I still raised my glass

kind of violent spicy, but made me feel it’s nice taste. The wine was spicy all the way to my stomach, making me kind

to drink alcohol. Because in those helpless and depressed days, alcohol can temporarily anesthetize, allowing us to

me for the glass of wine

quickly with my head upward, his eyes flashed,

drink a little." I answered

speak any more and reached out to

me help him pour the wine.

picked up the bottle and poured the wine into the delicate glass. He looked at me quietly,

gradually became estranged.

if he was disappointed about the fact that I can drink, or if he was sad because the person who had raised his first wine to