I gave birth to a boy three years ago because of love. As a result, I was betrayed I left home clean, hoping that the hospital could give me plastic surgery for free. I will use my life's efforts to repay. I advise you not to be so serious. What do you care about the fake scar that has passed? Time will heal your wounds, and forgetting him is the best choice. There is a 66-word Zen saying. If you look at it, it may be good:

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There is a lot of content on it, which is good for you, and there are good songs. I wish you happiness!