Xiao Chen talks about Feng Shui.

I want to write my experience and give some advice to girls who care about other people's feelings or stubborn girls. I hope they cherish themselves. Physically gifted parents should stop clearing up things that are sorry and embarrassing to their parents. ! !

20 10 At the end of this summer, my best friend left me a message asking me to accompany her to meet her online boyfriend on Saturday. Because of many things, Qing, I didn't see the news. After all kinds of missed opportunities, my good friend took me to his residence on a leisure weekend, just once. Let me fall into the abyss of perdition.

When I first met him, I wore blue contact lenses. At first glance, I feel like a vampire in a fairy tale. I still found it very attractive when Qing Dou first opened. In fact, how good he is is not because he likes him very much. Maybe he just wants to compare his charm with my friend in a dark heart. Then he added my QQ and befriended me with my brother and sister's names. If I reply to his message slowly, he will be jealous. In this way, I am getting farther and farther away from my excellent self, and one step is wrong.

He began to hate his girlfriend, criticized her shortcomings in front of me every day, and began to look down on her more and more. I broke up with her many times in front of her. I always said I didn't want them not to break up because I was a little scared, but in the end he left a message and broke up with her. I stood by and heard her pleading with him on the phone: "I'm sorry, please don't break up, please, I know I was wrong." I'm a little surprised that such a proud woman is willing to put down her body, beg for him and cry for him. But thank you so evil, I am indifferent. And gave him a cold smile. Later, my friend warned me not to come back in the future, and I would throw sulfuric acid at you when you came back. Maybe her thoughts are too strong, and I have no regrets, but at night my heart beats faster and I am even afraid, but I don't know what I am afraid of. Some door switches make me tremble.

Because of Xie Ying, I dropped out of school to work, my boyfriend lost his job, and we lived a poor life.

He also lost his job inexplicably because of this incident. At that time, he had just started to set foot in the design industry. Before the leader fired him, he didn't get any salary, and he barely got back some living expenses until he had a fight with the leader. Later, I successfully applied for a new company, and the boss was henpecked but honest. We started a new life, but like all foreigners, we rented it in someone else's basement. (This is my sorrow) We had a good life, but we were poor with him. My parents are afraid to meet my former classmates in the same city because they are too proud to let them know too much about my recent situation. I dropped out of school for him. I know I am Xie Ying, and because of this, my study career without academic life ended early.

I also began to stumble to work, perhaps because I dropped out of school early, so that I could only engage in sales staff and sales career. Therefore, I also envy him working in a bright office. He also improved his ability because of his new boss, but the boss is very henpecked, and all his venture capital is his wife's, so he can only humble himself every time he is scolded. Every day when he comes back, he criticizes the evil of her boss's wife, and we still live a poor and shabby life. My salary has to help him and pay the rent, so there is not much left, because I don't rest every week, in order to earn that poor subsidy. During these years of living with him, he didn't make much money at all, because I was deeply involved in it, and I would like to believe his sweet words.

Xie Ying's indulgence made my waist weak, unlike a 18-year-old girl.

Because of Xie Ying's karma, my waist is sore every day, which is not the body of a girl of 18 years old at all. Sometimes you can only eat steamed bread for dinner. It will soon be the end of the year, and I told my parents about my recent situation. My parents finally agreed to meet him. Before that, I hid a lot of real information from my parents. I dare not tell my parents that he is younger than me or that his family is poor.

Inspired by Xie Ying, family members hate boyfriends.

He wore shabby clothes and brought several bags of wine to my house to say hello to my parents out of courtesy, but my parents were disgusted when they saw him. My father always said that he was a foreigner and looked down on him (in fact, he was all from Zhejiang). My mother even thought he was naive, shaking her head at me every time and giving me white eyes. In the first month, he lived in my house and had no job. He surf the Internet in my brother's room every day. My brother gets angry when he comes back from work every day and sees him playing games. I despise him more in my heart, and I am disgusted with his words and deeds. He always speaks ill of my family in front of me. Although I usually speak loudly to my parents, I will try my best to defend myself if others cynically insult me. I don't allow anyone to provoke my relationship with my parents with hurtful words.

After being beaten back several times, he didn't dare to say more. At this time, his mother called, hoping to meet me and I would go to other places to help her. This eased the relationship between him and my family a little, because according to her mother, she contracted business on a construction site in other places, so my parents thought that since I was going with him, I could go and have a look. So according to the address his mother gave me, I went to look for it alone.

To carry on the family line: My boyfriend's mother works hard to maintain our relationship, but my boyfriend is idle.

When he arrived at the construction site his mother said, he was extremely disappointed. Not as gorgeous as I imagined, nor as gorgeous as his mother boasted, except for desolation and remoteness. Her mother gets up at 5 o'clock every day to make breakfast for migrant workers. She allowed me to sleep until 8 o'clock, and then helped her choose vegetables and wash. In the hottest summer, I worked hard with her mother in the smoky kitchen every day and cried secretly every night. But every time I work so hard with his mother, he always plays around. We often fight and quarrel, and my body is overwhelmed. Busy from morning till night every day. His mother kept bragging to me about where to buy a house in the future. Constantly instill in me that you and he are husband and wife in trouble. This kind of love is more real and stronger than any emotion. Perhaps it is because of these fictional beauty that I have been supporting me to the end.

Such a hard life is finally coming to an end. His mother said he couldn't keep following her like this, which would ruin his future. She wants him to go to Hangzhou and let me accompany him to take care of him. I slept soundly that night. I thought this was the beginning of beauty, but I didn't expect it to be the foreshadowing of suffering. Wherever he goes, he can't find a good boss. The company is either about to close down or heavily in debt. I still have a salary to support two people.

Every day when I come back from work, I see him surfing the Internet at home, watching HS videos, and then constantly SY. I couldn't help quarreling with him. I felt exhausted, but he was very happy because he didn't have much money and had to rely on his mother for help. He has been in charge of my money, and my life is getting poorer, but every time I talk to my mother on the phone, I don't say a word. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I asked my mother to give me 100 yuan. Without letting him know, I went to buy myself a pair of shoes and got on the bus back to Jiangcun. Every day, day after day, monotonous and noisy.

Karma came: I robbed my boyfriend, and now someone else robbed my fiance (boyfriend) in a more cruel way.

In 2008, he finally got a new job, and karma began to come. It was in this year that he met his classmate Wang's sister. The first time I saw her, my sixth sense told me that they would have a story, but I didn't know that karma would come so soon. He was not surprised when he knew that they were together. He kept telling me the details of his daily stay with her, comparing me with her. I endure it every day, and no one can tell me. I hardly pulled myself together during that life. In order to get close to him, I joined the company where he arranged for me to run a business. Getting along well with my colleagues also makes my gloomy life feel a little happy.

Finally, after a period of time, a kind colleague couldn't help asking me, "Xiao Chen, why do girls like you want to ruin others' feelings and be a third party?"? After hearing this, I said, "Wow, I can't help rushing out of the bank and telling them everything. I stand in the hot sun every day and look at other people's colors, but they have private meetings at home and go to the West Lake to play leisurely, trampling on my dignity and my soul. "Colleagues are not only shocked, but also angry for me. Later, when he came to the company, he began to ignore him. And I have to face him every day when I go home, lying under his soft couch with that woman after making love, during which he becomes more and more evil. And every day, SY, crushed by ghosts every night, wakes up screaming from her sleep. Maybe it was the blessing of the Bodhisattva, because the icon of Guanyin Bodhisattva was stuck on the wall where I slept (later I learned that it was not as good as Buddhism), so I was never crushed once.

I fell into the abyss of perdition, got anorexia, turned pale and scrawny.

I have experienced all my friend's pains, more than her. I also want to throw sulfuric acid at that woman, and even want to tear her to pieces. She still casually comes to our house to have sex with him after I go to work every day. Now that I think about it, I feel ridiculous and sad. Every day when I go out, the landlord and the couple across the hall look at me with strange eyes, full of doubts. I am scolded and laughed at by him every day. And I got anorexia, hungry and hungry, but I vomited immediately after eating. In the meantime, I went home once. My mother saw that my face was covered with dust and bones, and my heart was broken. She asked me to go back to my hometown to work, but I still stubbornly packed my luggage behind my mother's back and set foot on the bus back to Hangzhou. Go back to his hometown, Fenghua with him.

My brother called me to scold me and showed me a video of my mother crying hysterically. My mother tore up all my clothes and threw away all my things. Throw away his luggage, too (now that I think about it, I really want to kneel down to my mother, heaven and earth can't tolerate it, so embarrassing). In a leisure afternoon, I came across a book called Xiaoyao Zen, which laid a deep foundation for me to learn Buddhism in the future. I wrote down everything that inspired me in my notes. Every time I am at a loss, I just take a look, bury all the pain and swallow all the tears. This is really self-inflicted.

On a night of thunder and lightning, I finally resolutely left this hell on earth.

Finally, on a night of thunder and lightning, I had enough of this humble life and decided to leave. He still scolded me and said, go away. Now ray just killed you. I say I'd rather be with you than kill you. I grabbed an umbrella by the door and tried to leave. He spoke again: "Don't take it, this umbrella is hers. As soon as I got more desperate, I left the door, leaving him screaming desperately behind it. My colleague knew what had happened to me, extended a helping hand, and took money out of my pocket and gave it to me. A colleague even asked her husband to work elsewhere in order to move to my place of residence. My boss knew me, Qing, talked with me a lot, and soon paid me a salary, which made me embark on the journey back to China.

I have no feelings for him at all. My mother was very happy when I came home. I thought it was over, so I bought this and that, cleaned my room by myself and no one had lunch. During this period, he repeatedly called and threatened to commit suicide. I'm not touched. His mother also called me and begged me to say, "I have only one son, and you know our youth (his parents divorced)." If he really dies, his father will not leave me alone. He regretted it and knew that he was wrong. For my sake, forgive him again The woman told him that everything would pay off and left him. After that phone call, I was a little shaken.

The aftermath of doomed love: My boyfriend was exhausted because of Xie Ying's blessing and hit a wall everywhere. I'm determined to break up with him completely.

I work in our city, and every day he squats at the door like a down-and-out migrant worker waiting for me to get off work, which makes me lose face and my colleagues talk about me behind my back. He didn't want him anywhere when he applied, and he teased himself that no one even wanted to apply for takeout. By chance, I saw a design company recruiting and asked him to try his luck. Because of my strong request, he finally pulled himself together and came back happily to say that the boss had hired him. I also quit my job and applied for a job in the building materials industry in order to help him in the future.

After he settled in our city, he had a circle of friends and bought himself some decent clothes, and his nature began to show again. Lazy, relying on his mother's help, and having an affair with some women on the Internet, I am under double pressure every day, avoiding my mother's need to live in the rented house allocated by the store and work. Before going to bed every day, I secretly cry and feel sorry for my mother. As soon as I broke up with him, he clung to me.

Watch his videos every day. No wonder everyone in his company pushed him out, disliked him and smashed one list after another. The boss is the one who can't make money and owes a lot of debts. Once, he made a mistake when designing a client's villa style, and the client threw tiles directly on his head. His biggest shortcoming is that he can't find his own reasons, and others will always be sorry for him. Always complaining about others, saying that I blame him, revealing his boss's privacy to me every day. I feel that my work is awesome and I will continue to be arrogant. Being late and leaving early every day, his boss really thinks he is a talent and cherishes him. But he speaks ill of him in front of me every day. I finally couldn't help saying to him, "When you were down and out, G gave you a job. Even if you are not well now, you shouldn't say that about him. " The grace of dripping water deserves the return of spring water. "His boss's cousin is a geomantic numerologist. Tell his boss that if you want to be rich, you can't stay, and keeping your company will be over. His boss wouldn't listen, but he kept him, but he screwed up when he took the big order, and all the employees in the company were in trouble. Finally, the boss fired him.

The blessing of Buddha and Bodhisattva finally ended this doomed love, married and had children, and lived a stable and happy life.

In the meantime, I feel that he and I are becoming more and more unsuitable, because he is so grateful. We are getting farther and farther away. Every time I am with him, I feel sorry for my dead grandmother, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger. I think it's unfilial to be with him. At that time, I had begun to learn Buddhism, recite the Heart Sutra and the Great Mercy Mantra. My escape, he began to notice, left me a message saying that you will never escape from my palm. You want to leave me, unless you die. Every night, I kneel down and sing "The Mercy Mantra", and my face is full of tears. I cried in front of the bodhisattva. If I have to marry him in this life, I would rather not marry for life and ask the Bodhisattva to save me.

A miracle happened. The next day, he left a message on QQ and told me calmly that if you really plan to leave, I decided to help you. His colleagues, my friends and his boss's geomantic numerologist were all surprised. How can they let you go so willingly this time? Later, I told my numerologist friend that it was a great compassion mantra, and he said it was original. No wonder. During this period, he spread my rumors everywhere, and I ignored him. Soon all the rumors were broken.

He also took his new girlfriend to see my numerologist friend and asked if it was possible for us. He angered you. You've been together for so many years and you're not pregnant. You know you are not married. His future husband may not be good, but he is definitely more reliable than being with you. He didn't speak again. 20 13. In my dream, I asked the Bodhisattva if she could give up her job. The Bodhisattva refused, and I didn't understand until later. This is to meet my husband. Finally, the doomed love lasted for many years and ended.

I always thought I would never have children, but after meeting my husband, I gave birth to a lovely daughter. Whenever I think of this past, I feel guilty and ashamed for my husband. I am ashamed of my ancestors, because my husband and in-laws are very clear to me, and my husband is also very single-minded to men and women. When I was pregnant, I also supervised me to read Tibetan scriptures, helped me lie, and kept my mother-in-law from knowing. Didn't treat me like an alien like the people who pursued me at that time. Only cherish this positive fate and blessing.

Still in Xie Ying, the third party, SY and indulgent friends, wake up quickly and don't go my old way!

After all this, Qing, I finally understand that many things will be arranged by Qing. What should come will come, either because you insist or because it is a disaster. I used to have the habit of SY, so I was always isolated in class and attracted my bad boyfriend. Later, I made up my mind to quit SY, although my early habits made my gynecology always bad, and my waist was sore and my kidneys were weak. But the whole person feels much more energetic now than before. Once, like many young girls, I wanted to find a meal ticket. Later, I realized that only by constantly improving myself, enriching myself and planting Futian for myself can we live up to our ancestors.

SY's people are pushed out wherever they go. Evil spirits will tease you, and even if you get some good news, you will get a discount and then a discount. Karma is close to you, far from your children and grandchildren. I suggest everyone turn over a new leaf. If this article has any merits, I would like to return to the legal world, to the western paradise, and to my relatives and creditors who have wronged each other since the end of my studies. Go back to my mother Li Menzong and all her dead relatives. Go back to Sheng Xianglian and her mother-in-law for abortion, hoping that their karma will be eliminated as soon as possible, they will get happiness from suffering and live in a pure land. I hope that the protagonist in the article will have the opportunity to learn Buddhism and quit XY as soon as possible.

Thanks to Sakyamuni Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva.

Welcome to reprint, all sentient beings with the width of Xie Ying have boundless merits and deeds, and their karma increases!