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Raymond Jones and I filed for divorce, and I woke up from a dream crying again. I dreamed of the sweet moments I had with Raymond Jones , but now these memories are like countless sharp swords piercing my heart.

When I was in high school, whenever the cafeteria had the sweet and sour pork ribs I loved, Raymond Jones was always the first to rush over to make it for me; during the summer lunch break, he held a book while fanning me and shielding me from the sun; when he confessed his love, he said, "You are the person I hide in my heart and can't dig out no matter what" made the whole youth sweeter. In college, we were in a long-distance relationship, but every time I encountered a sad thing, he would always try his best to come to me to comfort me, even if he could only hug me for a short while; he would also hold my hand and walk around the entire campus to declare his ownership when someone confessed to me.

These moments that once made me feel extremely sweet have now become unbearable pain for me. Afraid of waking up Noah , I quietly went to the living room and was in a daze. The house that Cindy rented for me had a great view, and I could see the brightly lit commercial district at a glance.