I went home with my boyfriend for the New Year, and before the year was over, I had already decided to break up with him... I have been with him for a year, the relationship is still quite stable, this spring festival, he haunted me alive and dead, let me and

I went home with my boyfriend for the New Year, and before the year was over, I had already decided to break up with him...

I have been with him for a year, the relationship is still stable, this Spring Festival, he pestered me alive and dead, let me go home with him, he said that he is 30 years old, if he still comes home alone, like a "lone ghost", he feels too faceless and too lonely.

He and I decided to take the train home on the night of the twenty-eighth day of the waxing moon, and after he bought the ticket, he excitedly called home, and then happily told me that his parents were particularly happy, did a good job at home, and waited for us to go back

I was also happy to hear it, prepared gifts in advance, prepared red envelopes, and spent a bumpy night arriving at his hometown, a remote mountain village in south-central China, in the early morning of Chinese New Year's Eve.

When I got off the bus, it was four o'clock in the morning, because it was a hard-seated train, crowded, and we were all very sleepy. I said let's take a taxi back, he said it might cost a hundred dollars, and there would be a bus at six o'clock.

At my insistence, we took a taxi to his house for more than eighty dollars, and his father opened the door for us, smiled at me, and then turned and went into his house.

He led me to his bedroom, oh my God, the windows were wide open, the cold wind was whistling, and most importantly it hadn't been cleaned at all, it was dust everywhere, I wanted to change into a pair of slippers, and found that there was no pair.

So we didn't wash either of our feet and went to bed.

Before eight o'clock, his mother came to the door to call us for breakfast, and his parents and I met formally, and the attitude of the two of them was light, and they nodded their heads and went to do their own work.

Breakfast cooked noodles, what to eat is not important, the important thing is that the house is really cold, a temperature outside the house, the front and back of the house are doors, the cold wind passes through the house, and the cold heart is not to mention.

After eating breakfast, I began to kill chickens and fish, prepare Chinese New Year's Eve meal, Chinese New Year's Eve meal was eaten at his eldest brother's house, and when I ate, I gave his eldest brother and second brother's children a red envelope for each of them, which was wrapped in a thousand yuan.

After eating, I heard him say to his parents, why don't you give me red envelopes, and his father said: You brought a girlfriend with you the year before, I gave it. [Cover your face] [Cover your face]

Every day after dinner, he disappeared, what was he doing? Playing cards, of course. It is common to lose four or five hundred a night, which he does not feel sorry for money, his theory is that you can't hurt money when you go home for the New Year, otherwise others will think that you are out of the mix very poor.

His home is a dry toilet, which is extremely dirty and can't lock the door, and inside you will always worry about someone breaking in. Because of this anxiety, I have not been on a large number in the whole Spring Festival, and my stomach is swollen like a small pot.

Today he said he was going to his aunt's house to go to relatives, his cousin drove to pick us up, I was not going to go because of the stomach swelling, his cousin was at the door, he shouted to me: Who does not go to relatives in the New Year? Are you going to go?

Later, he himself and his cousin left, and when he came back in the evening, he said to me: My cousin's girlfriend, who is from Shanghai, is not more delicate than you? People don't have this or that like you, in the end you are poor and love rich, if I am a rich second generation, you guarantee that there will be nothing.

I was speechless, didn't want to argue anything, looked at his face and felt very strange. I just said: Yes, I was wrong.

He actually said: It doesn't matter if you are wrong, just change it, you must really love me, and you will feel happy in the kennel. What I need is "husband singing with women", not to find a princess to go home and provide.

I can only say silently in my heart: Goodbye you, and your kennel.

The above is my friend's experience, I ghostwrote