□ Jinfeng dictated by Haiyang literary media
Cheng Fang and I are both from Nanchang City. But cheng fang and I really met at a creative pen meeting in the northeastern coastal city of Dalian. Most of the people who attended that PEN meeting were northerners, not many southerners, plus we were from the same city of Nanchang, so as soon as we were introduced, Fang and I almost hugged each other.
Fang is not a particularly beautiful girl, but she has a very pure temperament, slender and jade, delicate and ruddy skin, dark and clear eyes, and two dimples as sweet as a mellow spring. Fang's whispered voice when speaking is very pleasant to the ear, in short, Fang has a kind of sweet that makes people feel more and more sweet the more they look at it...
Pen arranged two days of travel, and I naturally spent more time with Fang in these two days, and of course, her backpack landed on my shoulder. After the PEN meeting, we took a train back to Nanchang City. Fang and I were both on the top bunks, and next to each other, and Fang and I spent more than thirty hours talking. After arriving in Nanchang City, I tacitly went to Nanchang Hotel to open a standard room, and then spent an unforgettable night together.
Since then, Fang and I have often met, and our feelings have swelled day by day, and later the competition has developed to the point where we don't think about tea and dinner after not seeing each other for a day. So, naturally, Fang moved out of her single dormitory, and I rented a two-bedroom and one-living house with me in the Deng family in Pengjia Village, Qingshan Lake District.
Actually, I'm a married man. The wife is gentle and virtuous and we already have a lively and lovely daughter. But my wife works in Yongfeng County, Ji'an City. We live separate lives. If things continue as they go, nothing will happen. But at this time, my wife finally transferred to Nanchang City through several years of hard work, which was previously my dream, but now it is undoubtedly a heavy blow to me. Because it means I have to choose between my wife and my heart.
I began to struggle between the two women. Sometimes I just got off work and was preparing to go home, and suddenly put on my mobile phone and asked me to accompany her to dinner, so I could only call my wife and say that there was socializing in the unit and did not go home. This kind of thing can be hidden once or twice, but the number of times is more, and the wife begins to wonder: "Your unit has so many social interactions?" I had to make up a bunch of reasons to convince her that something in the unit had left me. At the same time, I also began to avoid Fang's appointment at intervals. But after half a year of this, I felt very tired because I still loved my family deeply. When I was with him, I always felt sorry for my wife; and when I was with my wife, I felt that it was desolate enough to leave Fang alone in the small room of the Deng family in Pengjia Village, Qingshan Lake District. So, I lived all day in guilt and self-blame, contradiction and suffering, and I was physically and mentally exhausted.
It was the empathetic Fang who found my pain. Once, in our rented hut, Fang Pour said with tears in my arms: Jin Feng, I know that you love your family deeply, so let's break it, right? I don't want to make you so miserable. I hugged Fang tightly and said, "Fang, that's impossible, it's better to let me leave you than to let me die." We both hugged and cried, and Fang never mentioned the subject again.
After that, he didn't ask me out for a long time. I also had a few days of leisure. But a few days later, I missed Fang again. Therefore, he took advantage of his wife's free time to return to Ji'an's mother's house and quietly came to the cottage rented by Hefang.
It was a moonlit night, and when I saw the lights in the house, I knocked softly on the door. Suddenly, a pleasant voice that I was familiar with came out: "Who?" I hurriedly dressed up and said; "Fang, it's me!" There was no sound inside. I knocked on the door again, and then I vaguely heard Fang getting dressed and said, "Wait a minute." After a long time, the door slowly opened a slit, and Fang, whose hair was a little messy, leaned out and said in a tone that sounded strange to me: "Is there anything wrong with me?"
I was a little flustered, and looking at Fang's cold eyes, I stammered and said, "I, I, it's all right, but..."
"If it's okay, you can go." Fang was about to close the door when he finished.
My suspicions suddenly arose, why didn't you let me in? I pushed open the door and went inside.
In the room stood a tall, young and handsome boy. That young and handsome face was immediately imprinted in my mind.
I was stunned, my mind was blank, and when I reacted, my fists clenched tightly.
I forced myself to calm down, shouted "You're not human" and ran.
That night, I lost sleep, and after some difficult self-regulation and persuasion, I finally woke up: what is love and what is love? Let the tears of remorse wash away the sorrow in me. I seemed to have found a sense of relief.
Since then, Fang has disappeared from my life, and I have returned to the joy of a small family.
One day I came home from work and ran into someone on the road, and my heart ached, and that person was the same person in Fang's room that night.
I couldn't help but ask something I shouldn't have asked: "Are you okay?"
That young and handsome face looked at me for a long time, and finally recognized me, and he angrily grabbed me by the collar and said, "You are talking about my second sister, you are not a thing, and you have killed my second sister." "
"What? Your second sister?" I was a little confused by the second monk.
The boy waved his fist and said to me, "If my second sister hadn't repeatedly confessed, I would have settled the account with you a long time ago!" Do you know how much pain my second sister has endured for the sake of you and your family? I spent five nights in my second sister's room, and it was you who killed my second sister. ”
I suddenly understood: In order not to break up my happy and happy family, Fang would rather taste the bitter fruit herself than let me passively indulge in regret in the face of fault, and the price of Fang Fu's cheating is too great, this is my fault, this fault is doomed to be irreparable in this life. My heart was like a knife, pain and guilt filled my heart, and I only asked: "Where is your second sister now?" ”
"She resigned and went to work in Hainan," the boy said and turned away.