My ex-husband sent me the divorce agreement several days later; I signed my name on the agreement and I was single from then on. I had no job and no husband within several months. Things had changed so rapidly and I felt very sad. The first time I thought of was to go to the bar and drink beer to drown all my sorrows. I went on my motorized bicycle and went the nearest bar. I drank one bottle of beer after another and after a long time, I heard a voice saying that they were going to close the door I paid for the beer and went out of the bar. I had been drunk, but I could still remember my mamba brushless motor electric car and wanted to ride it home. I felt a little dizzy and could not see things very clearly in front of me. The guard saw me being unable to stand steadily and asked me to take a taxi home instead of riding the electric power bike and he would help me looking after the electric car. I followed his advises and stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.

