After three years of marriage with Lin Xing, he always worked overtime alone, and I always ate and watched TV alone.
Even the only time I went to Sanya, I visited the coconut grove alone, and he hid in the hotel to watch the World Cup.
We gradually ran out of things to talk about, doing separate things in the same room.
I thought that was the way life was, that it was always going to be boring.
Luckily, I met him. I met him on a blog.
He was a stranger who often commented on my blog.
It’s starting to feel like a game.
New curtains, I will post on the Internet;
Buy a cup, will also take a picture posted on the Internet.
Every once in a while then the Internet look, think he is praise or criticism.
He read loneliness in my blog. He said I was dancing alone in my marriage.
Another time, I mentioned that our gas cooker was broken.
It was just a casual remark, but he left a solemn message, instructing me, word by word, to check the gas connection.
I went to the appliance store he recommended, and his text message followed: “You left your phone number for after-sales service, and the store staff gave it to me.
The moon is so beautiful, just want to ask how are you?
Wang yu.”
His name was Wang Yu. The wind blew in and the moon was beautiful.
That night, I lost sleep, over and over thinking about our comings and goings of text messages.
He said: “A delicate woman like you deserves the best affection.”
The feast of the body and the emotions and he was the one who gave me the best feelings?
On and off the Internet, he drives a royal blue Passat, wears Armani suits, and is mature and dignified.
Unlike other men, he likes to take advantage of women and say embarrassing things.
Only once did he drunkenly call me and say he was attracted to me when he first saw my blog.
I was so delicate and elegant, and the women around him were so rough.
If I wasn’t married, he would immediately pull out a big blue shee and half kneel in front of me, but I was married, he missed the best moment.
My heart flickered, not knowing what to do, and I muttered to remind him of my identity.
The next day he called again and told me to ignore what he had said the day before. He was drunk.
He won’t spoil my happiness. He won’t embarrass me.
If it hadn’t been for the phone call the next day, I might have really drifted away from him.
But that phone call made me feel his tenderness and sweetness.
I put the phone down and I was shaking. I thought I was in love with him too, with his romance, his passion.
If he’s the drug I’ve been craving, I’m getting hooked.
Maybe I was his drug, too. We were addicted to each other.
In early winter, I went to Beidaihe on business.
He could not help the heart of great suffering, came to Beidaihe to find me.
He was afraid to call me and waited for me in the corner of the hotel lobby.
If I hadn’t stumbled upon him, we might have missed it.
He took my hand and ran all the way to the beach.
Under the big rock on the beach, he and his people, I suffer.
Let him hold me tight, I push away, he hold me tight, I push away.
In the little seaside inn, I let him go, and when he came to the door, I held him close behind me, and would not let him go.
As he undressed me, a little guilt came over me. I hated myself, but I blossomed like a beautiful gardenia in his loving whisper.
For him, I filed for divorce and returned to Shanghai, but my heart stayed in Beidaihe, I think I fell in love with Wang Yu.
I finally realized that my marriage with Lin Xing was a mistake.
He is not the person I have been longing for who can bring lasting passion, sweetness and romance. Wang Yu is.
Wang Yu and I are after the same things: a refined life, a long stream, an inexhaustible romance, passion and love.
I didn’t want to live in guilt and guilt forever. I made a secret decision and told Lin Xing that I wanted to divorce him.
Lin Xing told me to knock it off. He thought I was joking.
I said it wasn’t a joke, I just wanted a divorce.
“Linxing, I do not love you, we can not be together again, house, QQ car, I can not, property I can also want less.
I just want a quick divorce.”
I didn’t tell Lin Xing about Wang Yu and I, and I couldn’t tell him.
I just said I can’t stand the plain marriage, don’t love him.
As Wang Yu said, some people are given to me by heaven. Why should I keep a boring marriage after only three years?
Wang Yu is my medicine. I can’t live without him.
To show my resolve, I moved back to my parents’ home.
On a date with Wang Yu in a hotel near my office, I told him I wanted a divorce.
He encouraged me and said he would always be there for me.
I was moved to cry, want to quickly do everything, give him a surprise.
But after that date, Wang Yu disappeared.
At first, his phone was often turned off. I thought he must be too busy.
Ten days later, his phone was still off.
In the past, he used to text me and call me all the time, which was never the case.
While talking about divorce with Lin Xing, I called Wang Yu’s mobile phone, but still could not reach him.
I had to call his office, but he wasn’t there.
I think I must have misremembered. He wasn’t there. I just misremembered.
To think that Wang Yu often flies, drives – perhaps something is wrong?
My heart shrank into a ball of fear and worry, and I thought that maybe his mobile phone was broken and lost, and he couldn’t reach me.
Look for the friend of mobile COMPANY to help check Wang Yu’s number is not a problem, it is the thing after a month.
My friend told me that the number was no problem, just shut down, the machine owner really called Wang Yu, but also told me the address he left.
I was so happy to see him.
I went to see Wang Yu. I think he didn’t contact me because he was sick.
As I thought, Wang Yu lives in an upscale neighborhood in Shanghai.
A woman opened the door. I was stunned.
I don’t know who she is. I don’t know how to introduce myself.
The woman looked at me with a cold smile and asked me if I was Wang Yu’s girlfriend.
I nodded and shook, and shook and shook.
Seeing me so embarrassed, she threw up her head and laughed, saying that she knew who I was, but I must not know who she was. She was Wang Yu’s wife.
She said she and Wang Yu had finalized their divorce and were packing up to leave.
Like the last piece of jigsaw puzzle on the drawing board, I fully understand, the original Wang Yu also married, he must be ashamed to tell me.
You haven’t contacted me all this time because you want to divorce his wife in secret?
I was surprised, sweet and sour, and thought wildly.
The woman said that she divorced Wang Yu because she found out his secret — he often posted on a “Baoliang” forum.
On that forum, Wang Yu’s ID is Big Bad Wolf.
She said that he knew my relationship with Wang Yu, but she didn’t bother to hate me because I was more pathetic than her.
The woman wrote me a web address: “Look at the big Bad Wolf post you will understand.”
He slammed the door coldly and did not open it again.
I couldn’t wait to find the nearest Internet cafe and type in the URL. My hands were shaking all the time because there were so many questions in my mind.
It’s a pretty big forum, and most of the posts are about “soaking good people”.
I DON’t understand. I read the rules on the forum carefully AND realized that THE so-called “BUBBLE GOOD TRIBE” is a growing ethnic group recently, secretly popular among urban men.
Few of these men are poor, and most of them are successful.
They by no means and huan field woman undertakes sex transact, because feel so very dirty, regard good home woman as hunt Yan object however, after successful hand begin disorderly end abandon, unfeeling ground throws off woman, enjoy the pleasure of temptation, conquer.
Two types of women often attract the attention of the “sweethearts group” : one is the teenage girls, who are not deeply involved in the world and full of dreams about love. They are easy to fall in love and devote themselves.
The other is the good woman in the siege.
Their marriage is like a ball of rice, put for a long time, no freshness, no romance.
The husband loses his aura and becomes increasingly neglectful of his wife’s feelings.
By taking advantage of this and showing up in time, they often succeed.
The Wolf said he preferred women in the latter category because they were mature, attractive, tied to marriage and would not let on if they knew they had been “picked”.
Big Bad Wolf says I’m the ninth woman he’s ever hooked up with.
Compared with other “wolves” in the forum, he has to work harder.
To write the process of “soaking good” is also to communicate with other “wolves” and encourage each other.
I don’t BELIEVE THIS IS TRUE, but our acquaintance, Beidaihe kiss on the beach, the refusal in the small hotel and lingering, a flower that opens into in twitring, so many details, are recorded in the post.
He summed up his successful experience is to put a long line to catch a big fish, to me such a shame, longing for romantic passion of married women, do not worry, to grasp the rhythm, to resist also welcome, let me believe that he really fell in love with me, it is possible to hold me to bed……
