Lost drinking: What you want may not be what you love

In those days, I really didn't know how I got through, I couldn't sleep every day, I didn't know whether to tell my husband the truth, if I told the truth, my husband would not kick me out of the house, if I said, the man really told my husband, then I would be even more miserable...

Sisters remember: men who persuade you to drink, none of them are good things.

I lost my parents at a young age and grew up with my brother and sister-in-law. After graduating from college, I returned to work in the city as I wished.

The people in the company are all locals, and everyone is not so strange. A lot of people know the situation, so everyone is particularly concerned about taking care of me.

Take the object of looking for it, many colleagues have introduced me, they all want me to find a good in-law, have a happy home. However, they don't know that the first day I came to the company, I had someone I liked.

The person with a crush is a man with a nurturing, good temper, high nose, and big eyes, but, unfortunately, people have a girlfriend.

After joining the work, I moved from my brother's house to the dormitory, and at that time, he also lived in the dormitory, and I didn't ask why.

His girlfriend is very beautiful, let's be honest, she and he are a pair made in heaven, a pair of earth.

During that time, I was really envious and jealous of his girlfriend, thinking: How can her life be so good, and I can find such a ruyi langjun.

In those days with him, my heart was always sour. His girlfriend used to come to see him, wash his clothes, and make him food. They were very generous, and every time they made food, they called me, and everyone sat around and laughed and ate a big meal.

"This dish is so delicious, the cooking is too great, whoever marries you will be happy for a lifetime..."

Everyone said that his girlfriend made dishes, but I felt a sour smell of vinegar. Seeing the two of them Qingqing me, I was even more full of sour water...

Later, my relatives introduced me to a man, who was also a worker in a state-owned enterprise. I spent less than four months with this man and parted ways because I didn't call.

"Can you give me a chance?" We have the opportunity to meet alone, have a meal together, and I have a lot to say to you..."

In his many pleas, I had no choice but to make up my mind. Last meeting.

That night, we went to his brother's house, and his brother and sister-in-law were all working in the field.

He made four dishes, almost all of which were cold dishes, that is, the cooked food he bought, the kind that could be eaten by cutting with a knife.

"Have a bar, okay?"

"Mm-hmm, yes!"

I readily agreed with his suggestion. Maybe it's because it's too bitter, and I'm a bit of a drink to dispel my sorrows.

We both pushed the cup to change the cup, unconsciously, a pound of liquor under the belly, more a little confused, and then a little! He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, found two more bottles, and continued to drink...

I can't remember how much I drank that night, let alone what I said.

Just vaguely remember, he said he liked me, I said I didn't like him, he said we were inseparable, after this meal, we will be like strangers.

Later, I seemed to be crying, and he comforted me for half a day, promising to be friends with him forever.

Later, hugging me, I hid vigorously, wine bottles, glasses, dishes... They all fell to the ground and shattered, but I didn't seem to hear the sound of breaking, and his wheezing was all over my ears.

Finally, I was unknowingly pushed into the bedroom by him, and then everything happened...

When I woke up the next day, how I wished I was dreaming, unfortunately, he slept next to me, with one hand still deep on my chest, and the scene was so real.

He asked me, "Are you still breaking up?"

I said, "Break up." ”

He said, "So what are you going to do next?" Do you think there will be a man who will forgive you for everything you did with me last night? ”

I said, "I'm sure you won't say it." Heaven knows this, you know me. ”

Back at the dorm, I hadn't eaten in two days. Everyone asked me what was wrong, and I said I broke up with my boyfriend.

I regret that I shouldn't have gone to his sister's house with him at night, and I regret that I shouldn't have drunk so much wine... But it's too late to say anything. I felt like I wasn't a girl anymore, but a dirty woman.

I've been hooked on drinking ever since. Whenever I regret it, whenever I can't think straight, I drink some wine.

In fact, I am a person who is not strong enough to drink, and with just a little bit, I have a drunkenness. After drinking, I became dashing, I became oblivious, as if I didn't care about everything, and I liked the feeling of being ethereal.

One evening, I left my dormitory and went for a walk in the woods opposite.

There happened to be a barbecue stall on the side of the road, and I asked for some skewers, a bottle of liquor, a skewer, a sip of wine...

"How come a man is here?" A familiar voice came from my ears. It turned out to be him, it was me who was thinking about him!

How much lovesickness I suffered for him, and without him I wouldn't have proposed a breakup to that decent boyfriend. Unfortunately, he didn't understand all this.

"Something's wrong with you lately. Go back and stop drinking. He advised me.

I don't know why, I actually cried, I wanted to confess to him, but I didn't have the courage, I could only throw out a sentence without being salty: "Do you want to drink something too?" ”

Unexpectedly, he didn't say a word, took the bottle and drank several sips. I grabbed the bottle and said, "Let's drink at the mouth of a bottle, aren't you dirty?" ”

He smiled and said, "I'm not dirty, who are we talking to?" ”

My courage grew for a moment and I said, "You don't think I'm dirty, just kiss me." ”

He blushed and said, "Don't make a fool of yourself. If you look for anyone, go to whomever you like, don't take me to the top bar!"

I couldn't help crying again...

Maybe I really don't have a fate with him, and when it comes to this point, he still doesn't understand my heart!

He sent me back to my dorm that day. Before leaving, he also advised me: "Don't drink alcohol in the future, it's not good for your health!" ”

Since then, I have a little more respect for him as a person.

On weekends, my colleagues all went out, and on that day, it was just me and him, and at first he said that his girlfriend was going to see him, but then he didn't come because he didn't have a car. In this way, I had another chance to be alone with him.

That night, we used everything we could eat in the kitchen and made a sumptuous dinner. His craftsmanship is good and the meals are particularly fragrant.

To be honest, I was determined to get him drunk that night. I already have experience, people can do anything when they are drunk, even if he doesn't like me, I force myself into his arms, I don't believe he can still sit still.

People can't look, the sea is incomparable, I really look away!

We just took a few sips, and his eyes began to hook, and he touched my hand vigorously... This is really a wine-strong bear! Usually, he has always been honest and steady, and even easily refused to say a word to female colleagues, I did not expect him to be like this in any way, but a kind of disgust occurred in my heart, and the resistance became stronger and stronger.

I hid from him, warned him, and even shouted at him, but to no avail.

He said, "What else are you pretending?" You have a heart for me, I already knew..."

"Don't talk nonsense! You have an object, what do I think of you? Besides, I have a boyfriend too! ”

"Didn't you break up?" I already saw your little thoughts, and you still pretended! ”

That night, I thought of myself as a hunter, but I became his prey.

Early the next morning, we got up early and pretended nothing had happened.

After that incident, I avoided him and didn't give him any chance, and later, in order to avoid him, I changed my work unit.

Three years ago, through a friend's introduction, my husband and I met each other and got married a year later. The days after marriage have always been very happy.

The mother-in-law is a very reasonable old man, helping us with the children every day, and we come home from work and eat hot meals without having to do it ourselves. For a person who grew up without parents, what could be happier than a good mother-in-law!

Not long ago, I met the man who had a crush on me and had a "one-night stand" with me.

He said that he had been looking for me and wanted to renew his frontier with me, and if I didn't agree, he would tell my husband about the matter between us.

At that time, I was really afraid, I was afraid of losing my now happy family. But I didn't know what to do, so I promised him that I would look for him when I was free.

One night, my husband said to me, "What's wrong with you in the past few days, as if you've changed into a person, with a heavy heart, what the hell is going on?" ”

"Husband, I made a mistake, I'm sorry for you..." I threw myself into my husband's arms and cried.

Later, I told my husband about the matter with the man, and the husband hugged me tightly and said, "I have also been in the object of treatment before, and I have also lived together. There are a few objects that don't live together, it's okay, I believe you! ”

Listening to my husband say this, my hanging heart finally let go, my tolerance for my husband was very touched, from that moment on, I swore that I would not leave my husband unless I died!

The man saw me ignoring him and he started frantically retaliating against me, texting my husband, calling, saying how I seduced men and so on. The most hateful thing is that he also went to my current work unit to sue me, saying that I...

However, it didn't take long for him to spread rumors about me anymore, and his daughter-in-law reported to the relevant departments that he was hanging out with a number of women outside, and that he had been expelled from public office by the unit, which may be the retribution he should have.

Today, the reason why I tell my story is to tell my sisters that you must take your virginity seriously, don't easily sleep with men, and the man who loves you wants your heart, not your body!

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