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The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

author:Tufei FLT

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the small roads of the town, and the lives of Li Ming and Wang Fang flowed in such a quiet time. The two have been through the ups and downs of half a century together, and every sunrise and sunset is a testimony to their love story.

"Wife, you see that this jasmine is blooming just right, and it is the most popular in our home. Li Ming took scissors and trimmed the flower branches, chatting with Wang Fang. His eyes are full of love for this small garden, just like Wang Fang in his eyes, although the years have passed, the emotions are still the same.

Wang Fang smiled and brought a plate of freshly baked shortbread, put it on the stone table, and said, "You are always concerned about these flowers and plants, but don't forget that we will go to the dance party tomorrow." As she spoke, Wang Fang's eyes were a little playful and deeply doting.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

Li Ming smiled and agreed, and he and Wang Fang were looking forward to this community event together. No matter how the years change, this little joy always rejuvenates their lives.

The next day, beside the artificial lake in the park, Li Ming was doing his morning Tai Chi alone. In the park, other people are also immersed in their own morning exercises, each with their own rhythm and habits.

At this moment, a simple, but neatly dressed woman walked up, her steps brisk and smiling, as if she were a warmth in the rising sun. Zhao Li, a 62-year-old woman, is not well-known in the community, but she always shows up here every morning, silently exercises in the morning, and then leaves with a satisfied smile.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

Zhao Li's smile and Li Ming looked at each other, and at that moment, their gazes froze for a moment. Li Ming was shocked, but then regained his composure. He hurriedly lowered his head and continued his Tai Chi movements, but his heart was reminiscing about that smile.

"Wife, I heard that Zhao Li also came to the morning exercise today, she is really a person who understands life. After dinner, the two of them were chilling in front of the small house, and Wang Fang brought up the topic, and the laughter seemed to have a deep meaning.

Li Ming was a little embarrassed, but quickly adjusted his mood and just said lightly: "Yes, everyone has their own way of life, and so do we." "

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

As the night darkens, the beauty of the town still retains its tranquility and warmth. However, behind this tranquility, there seems to be a subtle ripple forming.

A few days passed quickly, and Wang Fang began to notice that Li Ming was unusual. Whenever he came home from morning exercise, Li Ming was always absent-minded, and as soon as Wang Fang wanted to ask, he changed the topic and talked about flowers and plants. Wang Fang felt a trace of inexplicable worry in her heart, but she didn't take it to heart.

The night before she was ready to attend the community dance, Wang Fang tried to talk to Li Ming about the neighbors who were about to show up at the dance, hoping to test something from his answers. She lightly opened her red lips and asked, "Wife, what acquaintances do you say will come to our dance tomorrow?" I heard that Sister Zhao Li will also come." ”

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

When Li Ming heard Zhao Li's name, he subconsciously blinked and said, "Is it? Sister Li will also come......?" The dance party, everyone will come, and it will be as lively as it is. Although his words were understated, his eyes deliberately avoided Wang Fang's gaze.

Uneasiness quietly grew in Wang Fang's heart, but she didn't press, just sighed slightly, turned around and continued to prepare the costumes for the ball.

On the day of the dance, the community's activity room was bustling with lights, lights flashing, music playing, and every jump in the music was a reminder of the slow life of the town. However, in this hearty and cheerful atmosphere, Wang Fang's heart was a little cold.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

On the dance floor, the couple joined hands and joined the dance. Li Ming occasionally sneaked a glance at Zhao Li on the side, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes. Wang Fang noticed it, and she realized that this was not a simple accident, but a change in Li Ming's heart.

During the break, Wang Fang walked away to get snacks, but Li Ming did not follow. She saw Li Ming smiling at Zhao Li in the crowd from a distance, and the two were getting closer and closer in the laughter.

"Ming, why don't you take a break after the dance?" Wang Fang walked back from the crowd with a slightly reproachful tone, pretending to interrupt the conversation between the two easily. Li Ming was a little embarrassed and said, "Oh, didn't I just walk away." ”

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

At the end of the ball, when the affectionate slow three steps were played, Wang Fang felt that Li Ming's hand was unconsciously pressing on her waist. She could feel his heart fluctuating, and she could only silently bear this sudden thought in her heart.

That night, when the husband and wife returned home, Wang Fang did not ask questions about it, but after Li Ming fell asleep, she quietly pondered in the moonlight. Wang Fang was reluctant to admit that this was true, but Zhao Li's appearance seemed to have really cast a stone in her peaceful life.

The music softly echoed over the dance floor, and the dance party came to an end. Wang Fang watched Li Ming's every move intently, until she found that Li Ming and Zhao Li were talking in a low voice in a corner.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

She approached secretly, only to hear Li Ming say in a hurried tone: "Sister Li, I ...... about that matter"

Zhao Li interrupted him in a low voice: "Brother Li, we have nothing to explain, everyone is an adult, I ......"

At this time, Wang Fang walked out, her voice a little trembling but trying to be firm: "What's going on, what are you talking about?" she tried to stay calm, but the tears in the corners of her eyes had betrayed her mood.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

A trace of panic flashed on Zhao Li's face, while Li Ming was pale and stammered: "Wife, listen to my explanation, things are not as ...... as you think"

"Explain, explain what?" Wang Fang's voice gradually raised, "We have been married for so many years, can't I even see this?"

Li Ming couldn't say any more, the whole person seemed to be frozen, and he only felt the embarrassment and guilt that he had never felt before.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

Zhao Li whispered on the side: "Sister Wang, you misunderstood, Brother Li ...... him"

"Sister Li, please don't say any more. Li Ming interrupted her and lowered his head in pain.

The music on the side is still melodious, the night sky of the town is inlaid with stars, but Wang Fang's heart seems to be held tightly by someone, and it is difficult to breathe. She knew that the intense emotional outburst at the moment could not restore the estrangement between their husband and wife.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

She took a step back and glanced at Li Ming deeply, "Li Ming, all I need now is to be quiet alone." ”

Li Ming looked at Wang Fang's back and walked away, Zhao Li was also sad, and the lights on the dance floor seemed to dim at this moment.

A marriage, a peaceful life, was ruthlessly torn apart by reality on this night. Wang Fang staggered out of the community center, the night wind messed up her hair, but the wounds in her heart could not be blown away.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

Late at night, Wang Fang walked alone in the moonlight, passing through every street in the town, and every place contained memories of her and Li Ming. After a few tears blurred her vision, she finally stopped in front of the garden that had been planted together. She thought of Li Ming, the man who had walked side by side with her through decades of ups and downs.

A few days later, Li Ming was able to sit down and talk with Wang Fang, his eyes full of repentance: "Wife, I was wrong. ”

Wang Fang looked at him, there was no anger in his eyes, only a faint sadness: "I know that people will always have times when they are vulnerable and confused. This time, I don't blame you, but what we need is real communication and understanding. ”

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

Li Ming clenched Wang Fang's hand, and there was finally a long-lost honesty in their eyes on each other. "I see, it's me who didn't keep our promises, and I'm the one who hurt you. ”

In the days that followed, they began to know each other again as they had when they first met, and this time, there was no interference from the outside world, no misunderstandings and no estrangement. They worked together in the garden, cooked together, and talked about ordinary but real life. The rift in their relationship slowly healed with each other's sincerity and tolerance, and they once again listened to each other's voices attentively and tried to understand each other's emotions.

Li Ming and Wang Fang support each other, no longer the two who find solace in gardening and craft, but partners who know how to rely on each other in love and time. They realized that love is not only the passion of youth, but also the inseparability after the vicissitudes of life.

The betrayed wife, a prom, and the sad story of a 62-year-old woman.

One night, when they hugged each other and slept together, Li Ming whispered to Wang Fang: "Wife, thank you for your understanding and tolerance. I love you, like every flower in this garden, which can withstand the wind and rain. ”

The corners of Wang Fang's mouth showed a shallow smile: "Me is the same, our love is like these flowers, even if it has experienced spring and autumn again and again, it still blooms." ”

The most sincere love often becomes stronger after experiencing challenges, and their sad but loving story is the best proof of this.