Smell the red collar reflecting the real life of the small novel "Dreams Come True"

Dreams come true

- Smell the red collar

Couples who have been married for two years are still in love. The husband is handsome and the wife is beautiful. Wherever they go, they are an enviable couple. Recently, however, the two have often quarreled over money. The husband is neither a big money nor a big boss with a lot of money, and he can't satisfy her vanity.

So in the days that followed, his wife often dropped the plate and bowl, scolding him with the most ugly words in the world. Even so, being a husband always let her go.

"The key is to wait and endure, the diamond ring, villa and cart you want, I will give you." Husbands always say this in a low voice.

"So how many years do I have to wait?" I want to have these things right away! ”

Her husband ignored her and sat in a chair reading a newly bought marketing book.

The wife sat in front of the window, holding a beautiful and sexy chin in her right hand, and her sad eyes stared at the osmanthus trees that were blooming outside the window, and the fragrance of flowers was refreshing. It was as if he was saying to his husband, "Oh my God! Let time fly by! I want to realize my dream immediately! ”

Miracles really happened. Everything is like a camera shift in a movie, the flowers blossom and fall; the flowers bloom again. Ten years passed in a flash.

"Baby! Take a look! The wife cried out suddenly. The husband hurriedly dropped the book and looked around. Outside the window, a brand-new red Porsche is parked on the path of the garden outside, the interior is furnished with the most luxurious furniture, the beautifully decorated walls are hung with precious calligraphy and paintings, and the large diamond ring on the wife's left middle finger shines brightly.

With tears in his eyes, the husband said excitedly, "Honey! Your wish came true. ”

The couple was ecstatic and frantically hugged and kissed each other.

My husband's cell phone rang suddenly. The woman who called said it was to let him go home for dinner. The husband asked strangely, "Who are you?" "Bastard! Son of a bitch! Who can I be? I'm your wife! The other party finished speaking and hung up angrily.

The husband asked in surprise, "The woman who just called said it was my wife, so who are you?" ”

"I was originally your wife, and the words in black and white on this household registration book are clearly written!" You still want to deny it! She flipped through the hukou book and answered his questions.

"Huh?!" She suddenly screamed, hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, and she found that the head of the household on the household registration book was Wang Haoran, not her husband Li Dongfang. The husband saw this too.

"Honey, we've been divorced in the last ten years, and you're married for the second time now. Your current husband is Wang Haoran, and he is also the real master here. The woman who just called is my current wife. ”

"How is this possible?"

"It's a complete fact! Moreover, Wang Haoran will come back at any time, and I have to leave immediately. Otherwise he will come back and see you and me alone and widowed together, and I will not do you any good! The husband finished talking and turned around and left.

The wife hurriedly got up and hugged him from behind, crying and begging, "You can't go!" You can't go! ”

He broke her fingers, twisted her body, hugged her body tightly with tears, kissed her beautiful face with tear stains, and then released his arms, twisted his body, and resolutely left.

His tall, burly figure soon disappeared from her sight, and she looked at the empty path, the taste of which she might not be able to say clearly...

Life is fair. Gain something and lose something at the same time.

Maybe it's just the wrong person! Living in a luxury villa, she bent down to pick up the hukou book that had fallen to the ground, and she almost fainted at the sight of it — she found that the man with the surname Wang, her current husband, was born in 1966, which was exactly thirty years old!

The terrible doorbell rang, and she walked over to open the door with a hard scalp, so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and the hand that opened the door trembled involuntarily.

"Oh my God! What does this strange old man look like? ”

About author:Wen Hongling, a native of Gushu Town, Yucheng County, Henan Province, is a member of the Communist Party of China and a member of the Yucheng County Writers Association. More than 30 works such as short stories such as "Let the Tears Fly", "Cold Moon" and "Butterfly Love Flowers" were published in Mulan Literature and Beijing-Kowloon Evening News.