The next day, I told Song Liang that we should break up.

The betrothal gifts and the three gold items remained untouched, returned as they were, an amicable separation.

Song Liang said, "Weiwei, what are you doing? Pre-wedding jitters, so you want to make a scene?"

I sneered, "When the purple rose appears, of course, I should step back."

His face flushed instantly, speechless, standing still.

I walked to the door, he caught up and grabbed my hand:

"Weiwei, I was just momentarily distracted, give me another chance, I promise to cut off contact with her.

"Trust me, Weiwei, how could I be attracted to a woman who didn't even finish high school, still dragging along two kids?"

I looked him in the eye and said:

"Song Liang, I don't know when your next distraction will be.

"There are plenty of charming women in the world like the purple rose, miss this one, there will be another.

"There will always be one with a higher education, without kids, and then, you will decisively leave me, right?

"Do you want me to guard against all similar women, then I won't need to do anything else."

In the early morning, I briefly fell asleep and had a nightmare.

In the dream, I was disheveled, holding a slipper, hitting one cockroach after another, endlessly, never able to finish.

It was endless, that kind of despair was truly unbearable.

I woke up abruptly.

Upon waking, I saw Song Liang sleeping soundly beside me, feeling utterly disgusted.

A man who entered marriage with me carrying a pocketful of purple regrets, better off without him.

I grabbed my simple luggage and left.

A few days later, the moving company arrived, according to the list I provided, they took away the rest of the belongings.

Renting in Beijing is not easy, luckily, a Beijing classmate was living alone and offered me a temporary stay in a spare bedroom.

I embarked on a new life, drifting alone in the north.

Feeling down, I was too lazy to tidy up, the unopened luggage piled up in the corner for a long time.

The sunlight streamed in, dust floating everywhere.

I had no time for self-pity, just started working, sometimes even working weekends.

Being busy has its advantages, in the midst of overtime, I touched my chest, it didn't ache as much as I had imagined.

It seems I made the absolutely right decision.