When I met Michelle, he was 29 and I was 40. Michelle loved architecture very much and liked to build her own house, which had a fountain with pillars in the middle of the yard. He loves nature. He taught me the names and properties of various trees, plants, and flowers. Michele is a great home with her own style and a knack for combining flamenco and Ireland. When he plays that **, it has a wonderful feeling for me. Everything about Michelle is different. I can't believe that a young, handsome and talented man would be interested in a woman my age. As time went on, he became more and more different.
Michelle loves children, and one day he said let's have children, but I already have two grown children, and I can't have any more children. I love freedom and love life, but nothing in the world can deprive Michelle of the right to have children. I think it's time for it to end, it's time for everything to end. I came home crying all night and the next day I left him. But the story doesn't end there. For the next three and a half years, Jean Michel and I struggled to go our separate ways. We were trying to convince ourselves to calm down, we were weighing, he was ready to give up his dreams, and I was ready to have a baby for him. But we both know that this is not possible. We can't do that, and we shouldn't. We should not sacrifice our lives in this way. We couldn't break up, and the process was painful. I started taking my girlfriends out with Michelle, but Michelle didn't even look at them. This went on for several more years, Michelle and I cried a lot, and we couldn't be separated.
One day, I was out drinking, and suddenly I saw a beautiful woman with slender legs, white skin, beautiful skin, very temperament, and a very aura passing by, I walked to the beauty to chat, and learned that this beauty was a children's writer, and I began to make friends with the beauty, and the contact lasted for a month. One day the beauty is invited to meet Michelle, and when Michelle and the beauty meet their eyes, their eyes are intertwined, and Michelle smiles. Seeing this situation, I felt that I was on the right path, so I arranged for other friends to call me, and I said that there was something urgent and I wanted to leave under an excuse. Michelle knew exactly what I meant and wouldn't let me go, he hugged me and said, "Don't leave me." We held each other, and I said, "Say you're free without me." I turned around and left, never to return. After I left, Michelle played a lot of **, I changed**, moved away and moved somewhere else, and I didn't see each other for 4 years.