The Breakdown of Love: When I'm About to Leave You

　　On the third year of our marriage, I found intimate photos of him and his childhood sweetheart on my husband's mobile phone.

　　I threw my phone on his face along with the cake he had bought in most of the city.

　　There was a cut on the corner of his eye, and blood flowed down his cheek.

　　"Are you so impatient? Can't you wait for me to die?"

　　I would die soon, very soon!

　　1

　　Marlon was stunned for a moment and looked down at the broken phone screen. It was an intimate photo of his childhood sweetheart, Nina.

　　Marlon's eyes flashed with surprise. Then, he looked at me gently.

　　"Sidney, you know the relationship between Nina and me."

　　I know, of course I know.

　　I had been with Marlon for eight years.

　　In the past eight years, Nina's shadow had been everywhere.

　　Marlon wanted to continue explaining, but was interrupted by the ringing of his phone.

　　I picked up my phone first and put it on speaker.

　　Nina's voice came out.

　　"Marlon, my stomach hurts. Can you take me to the hospital?"

　　I sneered and stuffed my phone into Marlon's arms. Then, I turned around and returned to my bedroom.

　　The moment I closed the door, Marlon looked over. His emotions were so complicated that I couldn't understand them.

　　He said, "I'll be right there."

　　I leaned against the door and carefully identified the sound in the living room.

　　Marlon stood there for a long time, so long that I thought he wouldn't leave.

　　But in the end, the footsteps were getting farther and farther away.

　　I opened the bedroom door and glanced at the empty living room. Even the air was chilly.

　　2

　　I was a urine patient.

　　In my previous life, he cut off my kidney to keep me alive for another month.

　　In order to get a kidney transplant, we moved from the wedding house to the rental apartment.

　　At three o'clock in the morning, he stood in front of the window with cigarette butts all over the ground.

　　"Please! Lend me some more. several dollars is fine too!"

　　Even though I couldn't see his expression, I knew that he had hung up.

　　He finally fell asleep at four o'clock in the morning, but he was still frowning.

　　I jumped down from the window.

　　I hoped that he could live for the rest of his life.

　　When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had returned to the third year of our marriage.

　　In my previous life, before she could finish the cake, Nina called.

　　But it was a call to me.

　　Nina was more like my best friend than Marlon's childhood sweetheart.

　　As for the so-called intimate photo.

　　However, after Nina fell asleep, she accidentally leaned against Marlon's shoulder without any unsightly expression.

　　At that time, I took a photo of it with Marlon's mobile phone and threatened Nina to buy me a week's milk tea.

　　Marlon rarely looked at the album, so he had never found that photo.

　　In my previous life, after Marlon and I sent Nian to the hospital, I fainted there.

　　In the end, Nina was fine. I was diagnosed with uremia.

　　Marlon was a skinny young man who had taken off his clothes. When he smiled, there were two dimples on his face.

　　His clothes were always white, as if they had never been dirty and his beard had been shaved clean.

　　I haven't seen such sunshine in a long time. It makes him so energetic?

　　I can't remember anymore.

　　After I got sick, he had lost a lot of weight. His beard was unshaven, and his face was as yellow as an old man's.

　　Her clothes were wrinkled, as if she hadn't changed them for a long time.

　　He was such a proud person.

　　Even in the early days of entrepreneurship, he could only eat instant noodles once a day without lowering his head.