Chapter 22 battle of a lifetime

When I met her in the restaurant, she said with a big belly, "This is already the second child." "Why didn't you find me?" She complained to me. "I've looked for it, but I can't find it. I don't know if you still live there." I explained. We had a quick phone exchange, she used to be my best friend, but it seemed like we both knew she wouldn't call me and neither would I.We used to like the same person very subtly, which is a thorn that can never be pulled out. I'm afraid to be with her. I always have bad luck and a bad life when I'm with her.Every time I pick up the phone and want to call her, I tell myself: "I don't want it anymore, I'm lucky now."

I once gave up on her like I gave up on a black dress that made me miserable every time I put it on.When we were studying, we used to spend countless nights talking all night long. Those days are far away. The last time we met was at her wedding four years ago, when she chose a man who did not match her. I don't think it's possible for an amorous woman to be content with mediocrity. Before we meet again, every time I think of her, I think she should get a divorce. Today, I actually met her and turned into a young woman with a big belly, unkempt, and no longer as beautiful as before.

At the moment of reunion, we couldn't wait to show our happiness. She told me that she was going to move soon, and it was a high-end residential area.I hate that mentality. However, two women, as long as they have ever liked the same man, they will compare each other all their lives.