He and she are classmates, elementary school classmates, junior high school classmates, high school classmates, college classmates, after graduating from college they got married, he is responsible for making money to support the family, she is responsible for beautiful flowers, but when his business is getting bigger and bigger, many people say to him, beautiful and immortal, she is for money to marry him, otherwise how does the short and fat man win the hearts of the beauties?
At the beginning, he would explain that when he first got married, he didn't have much money, and the money was earned by two people together, but he slowly became worried about the more people he said, not to mention that some people said that he saw her walking with different men, and he hired a detective to secretly follow her for a few days but found nothing.
He chose to believe in her, he believed in her loyalty and quality, his life was still sweet, his business was growing, just at this time he had a car accident, normal driving he was hit by the drunk driver opposite and died on the spot. When he died, he quietly watched himself out of the funeral and burial, did not follow the driver who had been sentenced to a year to vent, but silently followed her back home.
Taking off a black dress, she sat quietly on the bed and wept, he floated behind her, wanted to hug her but wore it again and again, his property should allow her to continue her beautiful life, he had nothing to worry about, maybe one day she would have other people she liked, he had acquiesced, but still reluctant to leave.
Instead, she changed into bright red and walked out of the house to the prison, where she went to visit the driver who had killed him. She not only forgave his death on the spot but also secretly sent Qiu Bo, it took only three months for the driver to be released under her dots, and the first thing the driver who was released went home was to divorce his wife at home, and she generously sent a large amount of divorce fees to the yellow-faced woman.
Floating behind him, he was helpless, angry, and resentful, but slowly found that he could enter her dreams and torture her haggard, but there was no sense of revenge except for heartache. He watched silently as he married the driver, and on the night of the wedding he decided to leave her to never pay any more attention to her bit, and the guests scattered to see her pour the white powder he bought from the poisonous rat into the driver's wine glass.
As soon as the drunken driver drank it all, she finally showed a satisfied smile, changed into her most beautiful white dress and went to the top floor, he stood stupidly next to the driver who had stopped convulsing, and was suddenly surrounded by a pair of slender arms behind him, looking back at her bright smile: 'Wait for me for a long time.' ’