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Beau Taylor breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what I said.
Joy excitedly jumped on him, clamped her legs around his waist, and said happily: "I knew you would be mine."
"But it took you so long to agree to be with me, you have to make it up to me."
"Okay, what compensation do you want?" Beau Taylor asked lovingly.
"I want to feel what it's like to ride on a motorcycle."
"No problem, no problem."
“I’m also going to sing on the top of the mountain.”
"good."
“I want to try all the drinks in all the bars.”
"no problem."
…
Beau Taylor looked at her lovingly, as if he was looking at a lost treasure that had been found.
Everyone applauded and cheered in unison: "Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss..."
Some of my roommates stood up for me: " Beau Taylor is going too far. Isn't this cheating in public? He said it in a high-sounding way, and he said he knew his feelings. Why didn't he do it earlier? Why did he break up now?"
"That's right, he called all the classmates over. He was originally going to propose to Luna Brown, but ended up breaking up in front of so many people, and then he moved on to the next one seamlessly. What a scumbag."
I turned around and greeted them: "Let's go, didn't you say that a bar was opening today? Come on, I'll treat you."
Seeing me calmly drinking one glass after another, they were very worried and advised me to think more positively and not to be sad for that kind of scumbag.
I smiled, hugged them and said that I was actually happy, I was indeed happy to leave him.
Speaking of which, Beau Taylor and I were neighbors, childhood sweethearts, and had similar family backgrounds. A marriage between wealthy families was inevitable, and the two of us were automatically matched as a couple by our two families.
With encouragement and support along the way, we agreed to date after we got into college and get married after graduation. Everything fell into place naturally.
However, after we got married in our previous life, our lives were gradually filled with work, daily necessities, and children's education, and our feelings for each other gradually faded.
He complained more than once that his life was lacking passion, too smooth and meaningless.
By that time, Joy had become a little-known rock singer. Her flamboyant and passionate dancing at music festivals often made Beau Taylor stop and watch, unwilling to leave for a long time.
Even if it was just a video, he would watch it repeatedly and be intoxicated by it.
Later, he deliberately found reasons to get close to her. At that time, Joy pursued the principle of living in the moment, advocated non-marriage, and had just broken up with her last boyfriend.
One approached intentionally, the other was casual and free and easy, and without much conversation between adult men and women, the two had sex several times.
When I found out, I naturally questioned him, but he said that I could find other men and no one would care about anyone else.
Seeing his indifferent eyes and the fact that he no longer treated me with the same tenderness and affection as before, I filed for a divorce.
He didn't agree at first, after all, it would be troublesome to divide our property. Finally, under my insistence, he compromised.
He just looked at me with a mocking look: "It turns out that being with a free-spirited person is the happiest. The half month with Joy has surpassed all the happiness in my first half of life. I finally have the unbridled freedom that I didn't have in my youth."
"You are a child who was brought up in a wealthy family and follows a routine. Your mind is always rational and you only care about interests and gains and losses. You will never experience what a passionate and outspoken life is like."
But I just wondered why I hadn't discovered before that he had such a stupid and naive side.
He thought he had grasped the true meaning of life, but he didn't know that without the support of material foundation, no matter how unrestrained and free life is, it is just a castle built of loose sand, which will be blown away by the wind.