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Confessions of a married woman: My failed marriage is nothing but a tragedy

Confessions of a married woman: My failed marriage is nothing but a tragedy

Netizens shared: Walking in the rain line of the square circle, the gait is not as elegant as I thought, but the athlete-like muscularity. The two failed marriages did not seem to have locked her brows, and a face as cheerful and stretched as the clear sky ——— which should be a woman who lived very autonomously. It's just that why does life repeatedly joke with her so badly?

In the eyes of others, I am a very free person. It should be said that before entering the marriage hall, I have always lived a very active, very positive, and very dashing life. Life seems to love me very much, and my studies and work are very smooth.

  Maybe it's too focused on my career, but when it comes to love, I'm developing late. After work, my marriage was put on the agenda by my parents. They were very active in finding objects for me, but I always pushed back and did not let their "conspiracy" succeed.

    At a gathering of friends, I met Le Young. I went late that day, and everyone was seated. When I arrived, I was naturally attacked by the crowd. When I stood at the table at the table atonement, a strange man on the table stood up and looked at me fixedly, with surprise and joy in his eyes. I was actually a very vain man, and I thought he was attracted to my unusual temperament. I took his gaze triumphantly and proudly, and sat down. Friends rushed to introduce us, saying that he was our newly shortlisted friend, studying architecture, and now a well-known enterprise as a department manager, belonging to the young and gold family; also said to him that I am a treasure in this circle, but also a bright spot in their group of gray-headed men, a little red in the evergreen bush, but the boss is not willing to marry others, it seems to be in this circle to retire.

    Xiao Feng had calmed down from his gaffe at this time and returned to his gentlemanly demeanor. He handed me a business card and I gave him one back. He looked at it carefully and praised my business card for its personality and taste, while I attacked his business card as popular and ordinary as most of the city's architecture.

  I got involved with Xiao Feng in this way. I didn't have too strong feelings for him, but I also didn't feel any ill feelings, and felt that he could at least get his hands on it. As friends say, I'm old enough and don't have much of a chance to pick and choose. Xiao Feng's attitude is very positive, every time he takes the initiative to ask me out, and he is quite generous when he spends money. This is very good for my taste, I don't see the kind of man who shrinks his hands and feet, and is small and stingy. But somehow, every time I go on a date, I always feel that Xiaofeng will be absent-minded.

Confessions of a married woman: My failed marriage is nothing but a tragedy

 Xiao Feng was two years older than me, and after we got along for a while, he proposed to get married. I also thought that the water had come to fruition, so it was natural to become his bride. On the wedding night, Leyang, who had drunk some wine, was particularly excited. Just as we were passionately embracing each other, I clearly heard him call out a strange name: Vivi! I shivered a little, and he stopped moving for a moment. But soon, his boundless enthusiasm surrounded me, burning so much that I couldn't help myself, and I was melted by a huge sense of happiness.

  But that unfamiliar name became a shadow in my life. Once I asked him seriously, he prevaricated that it was his nickname for me. Of course I don't believe it, where is that nickname? And never heard him use it. Thinking of some of Xiao Feng's performances, I suspect that Vivi is his former lover, and he is still unforgettable.

    Unexpectedly, the actual situation was even worse than I thought. After marriage, Xiao Feng's soul insecurity was more prominent, and sometimes when he ate well, he would stare at me sheepishly and murmur inexplicably: "You are not... You're you..." Every night, he sat in front of the computer and froze for a while.

    One night, when he was in a daze again in front of the computer, I walked gently over. I was surprised to see my picture on the screen! But I don't remember having a picture of me in the snow, and I didn't have such a short hairstyle! "You made it for me?" I asked. Xiao Feng was startled. He looked back at me, his eyes full of blood.

    "No, it's not you, she's Vivi." Le Young said with difficulty. It turned out that Vivi was Xiao Feng's college teacher, and he had always had a crush on this teacher, and Vivi was not aware of this, and she had long been a woman and a mother. After graduating from college, Xiaofeng never talked about his girlfriend. He downloaded this photo of Vivi from the school's Internet and enjoyed it silently every day.

  I was shocked. It turned out that in Xiao Feng's heart, I was just a shadow of Vivi! With strong self-esteem and a particularly serious attitude, it is naturally difficult for me to tolerate such a reality, and I divorced Xiao Feng. Friends said that I was too real, and said that I should slowly impress Xiaofeng in life to replace Vivi's position in his mind. And I don't have that patience.

Confessions of a married woman: My failed marriage is nothing but a tragedy

Conclusion: Xiaofeng's always lives in the world of university teachers and can't extricate himself, if you can bring Xiao Feng out of that world as your friends say, maybe this marriage is not over.

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