I secretly followed Mengqi several times, and my hard work paid off, and I finally found out their secret "love nest" for the last time. They gathered for a while, and then walked out of the house one after another. The man was slightly fatter and had a bulging belly. Apart from being richer than me, in terms of appearance and character, how could he compare to me? He is nearly 50 years old, has been divorced twice, and has a daughter the same age as Mengmai. With his kind of character, he dares to mess with my wife. He simply doesn’t want to live anymore. Let’s see how I deal with him!

Early the next morning, I grabbed a fruit knife and went straight to their residence. Before I went out, I had already thought about it and used this knife to commemorate our love to kill the man named Jiang Dawei. At noon, Jiang Dawei went out. I followed him for a short distance and saw him entering a beauty shop to wash his face. After about 40 minutes, he walked out radiant. He left, and I stepped into the store and confirmed his identity on the register at the front desk.

The way back to the house was long, with twists and turns. Several times when no one was around, I almost rushed up. When I thought about killing him, I would not be able to escape the law, but the mistakes they committed were... It's not worth my life to pay for it. At the last turn, I gritted my teeth and looked like I was risking my life. Just as I was about to take action, Jiang Dawei seemed to notice some movement behind him and turned around to look at me. At that moment, I was shocked. It was a face without any malice, full of easy-going, kindness, and the weathering given by time. I staggered for half a step, turned around and ran away...

I was not a bad person, and I wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken on weekdays, but because of my sleep talk, this time I was completely driven crazy.

I am 7 years older than Mengmai. When I met her, she had just blown out the candles on her 16th birthday. Compared with her temperament of being able to pick up and let go, I seem much gloomier. If I lose my mobile phone, I will feel uncomfortable for several weeks, and I will be so distressed that it is difficult to get out of the shadow. But for her, it doesn't matter even if she loses several mobile phones.

At the class reunion, my classmates’ girlfriends were either shy or reserved. They only talked in their sleep and loved to make trouble. They held the microphone and refused to let go. If they asked me what I liked about her, it was the side that she had but I didn’t. . At that time, my parents in my hometown urged me to start a family as soon as possible, but Menghai was not yet of marriageable age. I was uneasy before taking her home to meet my parents, but she was very persistent.

Fortunately, her flexibility and diligence conquered my family. They were always smiling, so they probably accepted it by default.

After two years, my family couldn’t wait any longer and took the initiative to help me find a partner. Meng Nai was 18 years old at that time, and I was willing to wait for her to grow up. But no one agreed, and they reminded me from time to time that I was the last person of my age who did not have a family. My health was getting worse day by day, and I was eager to have grandchildren. In desperation, I was forced to go back for a blind date. We were thousands of miles away, but my heart stayed with the little cutie, and I couldn't let go of this relationship.

Menghui didn’t take my departure or my return seriously, and he didn’t investigate whether it was right or wrong. It is this kind of open-mindedness that makes me willing to take care of her for the rest of my life. Over the years, I have done all the housework alone, and I am not even allowed to wash my clothes in my sleep. As a man, it is perfectly reasonable not to do small things, but I never let myself think that way, and she is used to being pampered by me. The year before last, she finally turned 20. I wrote a letter of guarantee, which was two pages densely packed, promising that I would wash all the clothes 365 days a year and not pay a penny of my salary. I would leave it all to her. The most important thing is that I will never change my mind towards her.

Unable to withstand my crazy proposal, Mengmi finally nodded. On the day I received the certificate, I felt very different. The marriage certificate in my hand looked thin, but was heavy when I weighed it. I finally had a sense of belonging to a family and a heavy responsibility. Last summer, Mengxiao became pregnant. According to the original plan, we planned to go home and have a banquet in the twelfth lunar month, so that the child would be born in the Year of the Pig, and everything turned out to be a blessing. In October, without warning, she suffered a miscarriage.

I am sorry for her. She was pregnant and had three miscarriages before this, which affected her constitution to some extent. She originally wanted to give birth to this baby, but the little life disappeared like this. From beginning to end, She didn't shed a single tear, but only I could see that behind her strength was the pain that she didn't want to show in front of others. After recuperating at home for several months, my heartache still didn't get better. "Just treat the past as if it never happened. You are still young and have endless possibilities."

I tried to make unpleasant things happen. A piece of blank paper, leaving no knot in her heart. As long as she smiles happily again, I am willing to do anything. So, one day when she said she wanted to find something to do, I agreed without thinking. This job was introduced to her by her good sister, and she was a backup singer in a high-end club. Maybe this kind of profession sounded unreasonable. Frankly speaking, I was not worried, but I didn't strongly oppose it.

Firstly, we always trust each other, and I understand her as a person; secondly, singing is her strong point, and having some sustenance is better than staying at home doing nothing. Diverting her attention is conducive to her recovery of physical and mental health; thirdly, come to that club The scale is quite large, and I heard it is relatively formal. With her friends here, I feel relieved.

"Xiao Jing, don't think about making money when you go to work. Our family is not short of money. Remember to protect yourself and come back when you have had enough." Before she finished listening, she smiled and pushed my forehead. He said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." Unexpectedly, once he let go, the impossible became a solid fact.

On the first day of work, he ran back jumping and talking in his sleep, with excitement between his brows and eyes. "Husband, I met a good man today. He is of high quality. He talks humorously and is well-educated in his actions. He is also a decent person and doesn't do anything like others." The perfect man in her mouth is Jiang Dawei, a native of Northeast China. , working as an agent for selling health care products in Hubei, he talked in his sleep for two whole rounds, and he was old enough to be her father.

"You can't make enough money, don't take those businessmen who spend money for entertainment too seriously." Seeing my displeasure, I calmed down a little, "It's impossible, don't. I think too much. "It's because I always thought it was impossible, and because she took the initiative to tell me everything, that's why I firmly believe that she has no secrets and no second thoughts.

Not long after, Mengqi received a generous gift from Jiang Dawei - the latest black slider mobile phone on the market. I was no longer pleasant and taught her righteously that this was an unclean thing. You can’t just ask for it. She always looked at me with an innocent expression and said that Jiang Dawei was really a good person and told me not to make random guesses. I admit, her trick is very effective, especially for me.

While I was busy preparing for the wedding, the text messages on my cell phone kept ringing. To be honest, I am also a man. She kept mentioning to me another man who is much richer than me with a look of admiration. It is inevitable that I will feel sour in my heart. I am also a human being and cannot be endlessly generous. .

One day, I told Meng Hao that I had something to do and I would stay in the hotel that night. But in the middle of the night, I thought about it, and my heart felt like it was being pulled by a heavy object. I couldn’t feel relieved, so I decided to go back. , to see if she is safe at home. It was one o'clock in the morning and the house was empty. She should have gone to bed at this time. I picked up the phone and dialed her number: "Where is she?

"I'm at home." For a moment, all the blood in my body rushed to my forehead, and I roared to her for the first time, "Where are you? You have been with me for so many years, and you dare to lie to me!"< /p>

I realized that the problem was serious, and I don’t know when things began to change step by step. Sure enough, she showed her cards to me, saying that we were not suitable and that we should separate. When I heard this, tears flowed down. A man who values ​​marriage very seriously would never agree to such a request, so she begged me to let her go regardless of her image, and kept asking me to think about her happiness, "I don't want to live such a hard life anymore. I don’t want to live an ordinary life forever!” This wailing almost shattered my insides.

The New Year was not over yet, so I packed a few bags of clothes to leave. The moment she stepped out of the house, I had a premonition that everything was over, and the eight-year relationship was in vain. I used a tailor's blade to make eight cuts on my left arm. Every contact between the sharp blade and the skin represented the year I had sacrificed for talking in my sleep. That night, she ran back again, maybe because she couldn't let me go. She hugged me, covered in blood, and burst into tears.

I held her tightly and begged her not to leave, "Let's live like this. It's not like we can't survive on a few thousand dollars a month. There are so many rich people in the world that you can't make them all." Yeah." She still left and followed Jiang Dawei to sell products across the country. I contacted her every day and talked about the past days, hoping that she could look back.

This is a text message I sent her the day before yesterday: Xiaojing, please call home when you have time. Dad often asks about you. Of course it would be best for you to come back, but I know that you no longer want to look back. As time goes by, your love for me is slowly disappearing. I don’t want my family to know what’s going on between you and me. I’ll wait until you come back...