Can elopement run to happiness?

I grew up in a big family with a serious preference for sons and grew up with a lot of discrimination, my mother when I was very young, it was constantly in my ear, to be sure to fight, and I fight, every exam to maintain the top two grades throughout the year. However, my parents got divorced during the midterm period, which affected my emotions, and I failed the midterm, which was a very good grade.

　　I learned to surf the Internet amid my disillusionment with the failure of the exams and my parents' blame .......

　　One day in the fall of 2005, I decided to run away from home feeling discouraged about my life. I told the news to a person I had just met online, and that night he kept advising me not to do anything stupid and asked me to give him my phone number.

　　The next day I took a little road money and boarded a bus to Guangzhou. I don't intend to come back, after this money is spent, I will find a place to end my life.

　　But just as I arrived at the train station in Guangzhou, I was stopped by a friend of my father's and brought back.

　　When I got home, my brother told me that a man had called for me. I followed the caller ID and called back, and that's how I got in touch with him more, sometimes with a phone bill of thousands of dollars a month.

　　The 18th birthday date

　　In 2006, he graduated from a chef school, and since then, he rarely called me. Once I managed to get his phone number from somewhere else, but I heard a girl's voice on the phone. He didn't hide it and said it was his girlfriend. When he first asked me to be his girlfriend and said he would love me well for the rest of my life, I always thought he loved me, but I never thought it was just my wishful thinking. That night, the more I thought about it, the angrier I was, I drank a bottle of poisonous rat poison, and swallowed all the medicine I could find at home.

　　Three days later I woke up in the hospital with memory loss, aphasia, and a stomach that was almost dead ...... doctors thought I was hopeless. My mother told the hospital that I must be cured, no matter how much money was needed. I don't know how much medicine I used and how much money I spent, but two or three days later, I was finally able to speak.

　　When the news of my suicide attempt reached him, I was told that he cried. This gave me a little comfort in my heart, and I felt that he still had some conscience.

　　After I returned home, he took the initiative to contact me, and slowly, we were talking and laughed again, and he said he would visit me on my 18th birthday.

　　In the summer of 2006, the day of my birthday, we met for the first time in a bookstore in the county. He brought a gift to me. We ate at a restaurant at noon that day, and he put a mahogany finger ring on my finger and said he would never make me sad again.

　　From the summer of 2006 to early 2007, we met 3 times. In 2007, the date of the college entrance examination was getting closer and closer, and my heart was getting more and more panicked because he had not contacted me for three months since we last met. The waiting heart is full of trepidation, not surprisingly, after the college entrance examination, I only to the specialist admission line, the family wants me to repeat the examination undergraduate.

　　The day after the repeat, the time is not too early or too late, he appeared again. He said he couldn't bear the pain of not being able to be with me and asked me to go to him.

　　One day in early August, I snuck out of school. I wanted to spend half a day seeing him and then rush back. But when I arrived at the destination I was dumbfounded, we did not have an appointment time and place, and I did not know where he lived, his cell phone was just lost, I do not have a cell phone ...... Finally, it was one of his classmates who took me to his home, I waited for a long time until dark, he came back, the first words of the meeting were: how are you here?

　　A hastily decided elopement

　　That night, my heart was particularly chaotic, worried that my mother could not find me anxious, afraid that they scolded me. Amid this conflict, the only thing I didn't think of was to go home immediately.

　　That night, we both stayed up, he helped me shake the fan to chase away the mosquitoes, and we talked all night. The next day, he took me to his hometown to play, and I didn't object.

　　His home is far away in the mountains, it was hard to walk to his home, before waiting for a drink of water, one of his friends called, said my parents reported to the police, saying that I was trafficked, the police will soon arrive here.

　　We were all dumbfounded. I was afraid that he would be caught by the police, and I felt that if I was taken back by my parents this time, I would have no future with him. To be with the person I love, I suddenly thought I could go away with him.

　　Elope? He did not dare to answer. But then, his friend's phone call arrived again, the police have arrived at the station and will soon be at his home. There seemed to be no way out but to run.

　　We ran non-stop from his home to the city of Quanzhou to join one of his relatives, and before we could catch our breath, my parents' phone call came again (we later learned that my parents got the news from one of his relatives), so we ran again. With the little money I had, I stayed in a small hotel outside the train station for one night. That night, we stayed together.

　　Two unplanned pregnancies

　　After bouncing around Huian and Quanzhou city for a few days, we arrived in Jinjiang again.

　　The first elopement ended on day 7, when he was on the phone with a girl that night and I couldn't calm down and, in a fit of anger, called home. That night, my parents' car arrived and took us back together.

　　When we got back, I found out I was pregnant, and the pregnancy filled my mind with thoughts of how I could be with him again. My parents found out about it when it was past the best time to have an abortion. My mother was shocked, as you can imagine. But she took me to the hospital anyway. The medication I had taken was starting to take effect and my body was bleeding, but when people weren't looking, I flipped out of the bathroom window and hid in a small hospital until my boyfriend arrived.

　　My boyfriend took me home, his mother asked me about my condition and didn't take me to the hospital, and my boyfriend couldn't afford to take me, so I bled like that for half a month, getting weaker and weaker. When I felt like I couldn't hold on, I called my mom.

　　My mother said that the money had already been wired to the hospital, as long as I went there. My boyfriend took me to the hospital for surgery and then took me back to his house. I was getting weaker, but no one in his family cared about me.

　　When the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived, I felt especially cold when I saw other people's homes bustling with activity. That day, I couldn't resist calling my dad, I said I miss you guys, come pick me up.

　　Mom and Dad thought I was coming back of my own free will, so they took it easy on me. But after a month, I started to miss my boyfriend again, I told my mom I wanted to visit him, but my mom was furious and refused, and told me not to go out with him anymore. Overwhelmed by love, I stubbornly said, "If you don't let him come, I'll die. My parents had to make another concession and they let my boyfriend live in my house. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into. The fact is that you can't get a lot of money from the company. One morning while my mother went out to buy me breakfast, we fled the house again.

　　It was a happy time to be away from home, and he loved me for those two months, doing everything for me. Soon after, I got pregnant once again. I was so annoyed that at such a time, he was still talking to other girls on the phone and flirting on QQ. We had another heated argument and in a fit of anger, I called my mom again.

　　I thought I could live my life in peace this time, but my boyfriend called from time to time and cried before he could speak, causing my resolve to waver again and again.

　　Finally, see his face

　　In less than a week, I ran away again, this time for a whole year. For the first time in 2007, I didn't spend New Year's Eve at home.