I paused and continued to listen: "The first winter after giving birth to my daughter, he went out to eat with his friends. When he got drunk, he called me and asked me to pick him up." I quickly gave the child to her parents to take care of, and 1 1 drove to the hotel to pick him up at night. As a result, when I got to the hotel, he was already drunk and couldn't get up, so I reluctantly drove my husband downstairs with his friends, but I was also surprised that I ran upstairs too fast just now. My legs are weak, and my husband leans against the stairs together. As a result, he seemed to wake up suddenly, sat up by himself, looked at me with wide eyes, and slapped me twice, as if to say that I deliberately threw him down and let him lose someone in front of his friends. ""this is simply unreasonable. " I can't help muttering. She didn't seem to hear her statement: "I was holding back my grievances and tears, and I had to apologize to him before I helped him into the car." "On the way, I turned on the music and opened the window. I want to get some air. He sat in the co-pilot, feeling the cold bristle. I ignored him and turned his voice to the maximum. Suddenly, he raised his hand and clenched his fist at me. His arm holding the steering wheel was dragged from side to side and his body swayed from side to side. I also gave up, ready to die with him. As a result, a car caught up with me and stopped in front of my car. I can't hurt anyone, so I stopped the car slowly. A few boys came down from the car in front and asked, seeing the palm print on my face and my red eyes, I basically knew what was going on. They are very enthusiastic and will drive us back anyway. So in the end, I sat in front of their car to lead the way, and one of the young people followed me in my car, which sent us home and my husband upstairs. Strangely enough, my husband seems to have fainted again after seeing those boys. " My hands are sweating after listening to it, and the back beam is cold. In case she meets the bad guy who really robbed the road that night. . . . I dare not think. It's terrible. I feel relieved. I can't live anyway.

"Do you feel lucky?" She suddenly asked me, I don't know how to answer, but I'd rather believe that she married the wrong person. Cotton has always been in my throat, and I feel uncomfortable, but I don't know what to say. I coughed twice instinctively, and she gave a long sigh. Yes, the personal feelings of living in that environment are beyond my understanding as an audience. Seeing that I didn't answer the phone for a long time, she felt embarrassed and offered to take care of her youngest son. I can't talk today. It's good to chat with me. I can finally say goodbye to her. I hope she will take good care of herself. It's polite, but it's true. After chatting with her for a long time, I just sat there and began to vomit all kinds of things in TV dramas and real life. The feelings in my heart can only be expressed by blue skinny and mushrooms.

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