He threw his wife away from him. I cut his pulse and killed him.

He threw his wife away from him. I cut his pulse and killed him.

We love each other for more than half a year and have experienced a lot during this period. The feelings are gradually sublimated. He is 12 years older than me. He loves me more and hurts me more and more. In April this year, I went to work with him in another place. Every time I got angry, he came to coax me. Every time I was so happy, he was so happy and so happy. But he already has a wife and a son. Two months later, we went back to our original job because of work needs. When we first fell in love with each other, he said to me, "I love you, but it is impossible to abandon your wife for you." Now he said to me, "My wife, for you, I want everything, as long as you are happy, I will always guard you. "What he said to me has changed. We really cannot have no other party. Although we have been together for only half a year, what we have experienced, no one can understand it. There are all the places we used to visit, the seaside we used to visit, the maritime park we used to visit, the Humen we visited, the coffee we fell in love with, the island coffee we went to, and ...... the days that we walk together with our hands, the days that we cherish together. He often lamented that "if I had a few years late, or you had a few years early, we wouldn't miss each other. Now we already have children"

When we first came back, he proposed a divorce that night, but his wife refused. I understand that they have been married for almost ten years. But what can I do? I cannot leave him alone. If I do not, I will go crazy. A little bit of time has passed, and it has been more than half a month in the twinkling of an eye. In order to divorce, he and *** Mom had a quarrel. Every time he came back, I knew that he had quarreling with his family again. At that time, *** mom almost fainted. Every time she asked him what happened, he told me that my heart really hurt me, if someone can go to my heart, he will cry again, because it is all sad. We love bitter, tired, and hurt. In front of me, no matter how bad he was, he had to pretend to be smiling and make me happy. The more sad and frustrated I was when I looked at him like this, the more I really didn't want to see him like that, all the pain points are borne by one person. During this period of time, I was in a bad mood. Every time he said that I had changed, he became less and less talkative and more introverted. It was no longer like the old one.

I really cannot bear to watch himExclusive sentenceLook, my heart is really uncomfortable, heartache. I know, there is only oneExclusive sentenceThe way, that is, I am dead, his heart will die together, and then return to the home that belongs to him, live well, as before. On that day, I bought two bottles of medicine, a box of sleeping pills, a total of two hundred and ten, and I swallowed them all. He came back and shook me, shouting, I woke up ......

After a few days, I cut my pulse and the blood kept flowing along my hand. One or two drops ...... he was holding me, his face pale, crying sad, and I was crying. He was kneeling on the ground and asked me to go to the hospital. I refused. Looking at the blood on the bracelet, my breathing becomes more and more slight, and then I feel more and more breathless, he panicked, holding me tightly, tears dripping on my face, and I, it is unusually quiet and quiet. I can't feel any pain at all, but my heart hurts, and my hands are no longer flowing. I saw several black and small blood vessels. At that time, I really hate myself for not cutting deeper, even a few millimeters deep, he can leave forever, and he can return to the past without pressure. Later, he sent me to the hospital. When the doctor washed the wound with alcohol, I felt no pain, but the heart was very painful. Suddenly, I felt breathless, breathing more and more quickly, my body began to sweat, his face sweat continuously drops down, I feel so tired, when the doctor sewing, I felt pale in front of me, and I fainted. in a daze, I seemed to hear him shouting at me constantly, kissing my forehead, kissing my lips, and saying that I must stick to it. When I woke up, he grabbed my hand tightly and told me to stick to it. I leaned on his chest and sewed the last shot. At that time, I was so tired that I was lying in bed, and sweat infiltrated the sheets ......

He told me that if I really want him to be happy and happy, he will live well, because I am his motive force, and he has everything with me. I am everything with him.