The true story of Lala: the girl who has been in love for seven years is with someone else!

I gave her a red envelope to take care of herself, and she took my money to cheat others. She was playing with someone else when I carefully selected the ring and planned to propose. When I was about to give birth, you were lying in someone else's arms.

I never thought money would affect the feelings of two people, but I saw the depth of people's hearts in you. Aren't our seven years worth tens of thousands of dollars?

Do you dislike my poverty just because others buy you bags and expensive gifts? But what you don't know is that I have more money than you think, but I never care. I care about the truth and the future.

I met her at an insider's party. She is tall and sweet, like a light in the dark. The moment I saw her, I felt a heartbeat, but I also remained reserved, not particularly active, nor particularly cold.

Every time I chat with her, I am tempted for a long time. I can't help wanting to know everything about her.

She is good at chatting and always tells me with a smile that she is trying new dishes, reading books, putting on a mask and eating with others. ...

I will also take the opportunity to ask, when can I try your cooking? Call me next time you go shopping. ...

She would say excitedly, anytime.

One day, she was drunk and sent me a message asking if I could stay at my house for one night.

I don't like bringing strangers home very much. I hesitated, and she said it was inconvenient.

I said, it doesn't matter, send it over!

Since then, our relationship has undergone tremendous changes. She began to ask me what I was doing, whether I wanted to go somewhere to play, and even reported my whereabouts at any time like my other half. I can't accept such an enthusiastic person.

But in the constant getting along, I was still moved by her, chatting with her vaguely, from evening to morning, from day to night, and her appearance made my world bright.

I am the kind of person who is infatuated and single-minded. As long as I meet the person I want to like, I will never let go of her hand. This paranoid personality also made me suffer a lot. I believe in everyone's kindness, but I forget that good people also have the habit of stabbing in the back, depending on whether the temptation is enough.

One weekend afternoon, she said that the insiders were going to have a party, and she wanted to refuse. She said there were surprises this time, all of whom I had met before, so I packed my things and set off.

I went to the center of the square, but I didn't see her people. I saw that the amusement park next to me was crowded with people, the children were playing carefree under the protection of adults, and the staff in bear clothes were trying to attract customers, but no one answered her phone. She clearly said she had arrived, so why can't she find anyone?

When I was terrified, a group of people in bear clothes came around and scared me. Then, many well-dressed young ladies appeared and began to dance like a complete cheerleading team. There are more and more people, but I feel more and more uncomfortable. When I tried to break free, she took off her hood and looked at me sweating.

I covered my mouth and wanted to cry. She knelt down on one knee, took out the prepared ring and opened it. She said directly, "Can you marry me?"

When I was at a loss, my little sister applauded and the noise continued. They shouted, promise her, promise her. ...

Tears flowed down like a flood, and I promised her with a smile while crying.

Obviously, they are both two girls, but I am happy like a fool.

From then on, we lived together.

We have endless words and endless tears. Let's go to the supermarket, volunteer together, go to each other's friends' homes, travel together, and watch you pout happily every time you finish the rest of my meal.

We print out the photos we take every time and hang them on the wall. Although she is practicing cooking, I still can't eat. My taste is partial, and she is weak. I like spicy food, but she likes sweets. I like taking a hot bath. She likes to take a cold bath. I'm afraid of heat, and she's afraid of cold.

Every winter, she can't wait to wrap the quilt around her. Summer is coming, and I like streaking again. She always looks at me and says, "Girl, come and be comfortable with me and give you a gold or two." When I ran to play with my spell, she ran away like a frightened girl. ...

Time flies. Change partners with our friends, and be as diligent as changing clothes. Only the two of us have never let go of each other's hands. She also vowed that this generation has determined that I will never let go of my hands. I believe!

Like a girl who is in love with her brain, I believe everything she says. As long as it comes from her mouth, I will never doubt it. Even if she handed me the poison and said it was a drink, I would close my eyes and drink it.

But excessive trust will only lead to betrayal!

When we walked through the seventh year together, I also said that the seven-year itch that others said would not happen to us. She swore that our love broke all the rules, and she kissed it.

I am as happy as a little girl, dreaming that we will have two babies, buy a flat bed, travel around the world, write our story into a book and realize all our wishes in the future.

Seven years later, she said that her mother was in poor health and would go home to take care of her for a year. I was afraid that she didn't have enough money, so I gave her 50 thousand yuan as a token of my heart. She hugged me and shed tears. I held her and comforted her sadness. As long as she is sad, I will be a hundred times sadder than her!

I look forward to talking to her every night. I wait for her news every day. If she doesn't return, I will silently look at my mobile phone and wait for her news. When I got the news, I couldn't wait to talk about my thoughts and plans for the future. She is usually very busy, and I am still very enthusiastic, but she has always handled it lightly. Her indifference didn't make me doubt it. I just feel bad. Such a heavy thing fell on her, so did I.

After about five months, I wanted to see her and went to her hometown without telling her. When I told her the news, she was not as excited as I expected, and even complained a little. I thought I did something wrong. I always said that I would take care of my aunt, who is our mother together, but she said that it was inconvenient at home and she couldn't spare time to take care of me.

I said, should I go back?

She said there was a hotel near my home, so I went straight to the hotel. When they met, they lost their former enthusiasm. Her indifference made me even more afraid to go near her and walk into the room. When I tried to hug her, she pushed me away impatiently and said that I should not disturb her.

I don't know what to say. I sat on the bed and wept silently. She came and patted me on the shoulder to comfort me. I hugged her waist. I know she's sad, but I'm more sad than words when she treats me like this.

Eleven years later that night, she came to me from home. I'm sensible enough not to make a fuss. I kept saying happy words, and even dared not say I missed her, for fear that she would be unhappy after listening, so they each had their own worries and slept in the same bed.

In the middle of the night, her cell phone kept ringing. I want to see if there is anything important. I picked up my mobile phone, unlocked my fingerprint and opened WeChat, only to see a message from a girl named Nana, "I miss you so much." "I can't sleep at night without you." ....

My headache is blank, my time and space are still, and my brain blood is flowing backwards. I calmly read all the chat records and found that I was green!

Anger is extremely quiet, quieter than midnight. I thought I would yell, but I was afraid of scaring her. You see, at the last moment, I thought of her. In love, I made humble efforts and gave in unconditionally. I thought enough love would last long enough, but what I got was betrayal. She was having an affair with others.

She was with Nana when she said she was busy. She said that she was not available, so she accompanied Nana, sent her some takeout and gave her a red envelope to show her love. She thanked others for their humble and precious gifts, but accepted the valuables I gave casually.

Who said that the love ending of two-way travel must be good? In love, whoever is tempted first loses the worst, and whoever is dead set is the most injured.

I read her other WeChat chats and found that her mother was not sick at all, but had a minor operation, which was exaggerated by her. For so many years, I really fed the dog, and even if I did, the dog would be loyal.

I didn't cry, my heart is like broken glass, which can't be recovered. I also know that it is shameful to read other people's chat records privately, but if it is not my shame, how long will I be cheated?

Compared with her shame, what I did was not excessive, but I saw the truth that I didn't want to see.

I booked a plane ticket for the next day. When she woke up, I had packed my bags. I didn't hug her. It was too dirty.

I just said, I'm leaving. Take care of your mother. She was as surprised as she found something, but I didn't look back. I turned around and went straight downstairs. I said before that I would leave and come back as soon as I got out of the door. You haven't said you love me?

This time, I walked away without looking back. I don't know if she chased me. I just escaped from here and her as fast as I could, otherwise the air I breathed would suffocate me.

When she got home, she sent a lot of messages saying that she missed me and would go when her mother was better.

I said a lot of farewell words instead of farewell, and finally added, you are very suitable for her. I wish you happiness!

She frantically called, called and texted, saying that things were not what I thought.

I didn't say a word. After watching her performance, I completely hacked her, and all the platforms were hacked.

It is false to say that I am not sad, but feeling sorry for someone like her will only pollute my sadness. I'm just angry at my innocence and ignorance. Who says people are nice? When she deliberately deceives you and hurts you, she can only be cruel and use it. ...

I went to Dali to get out of the shadows. When the mood is foggy, the blue sky and the less salty sea water will always be cured.

There are many seven years in life, and I can't give up the rest of my life because of one seven years.

I will live a good life, love myself, stay away from those scum and make myself a bright light!