Cheating

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Author 　　: 　　A 　　Wandering 　　Heart
2007-09-09 　　Literary 　　City 　　Blog
********** 　　...　　　　The receptionist glanced up and placed a key on the table. 　　The woman walked in, smiled politely, left three hundred yuan, took the key, and headed for the elevator. The Nissan parked, 　　and a man in his thirties with broad shoulders, wearing a light blue plaid shirt, stepped out. He entered and went 　　straight to the elevator. 　　The receptionist put down the phone and dialed another number. "Little Monkey, that couple is here again. If you want to hear her call, go to 　　204."　　Actually, Guan Wen was quite pleased with himself for finding this hotel. It was only a 15-minute drive from his workplace in Hongqiao 　　, but people without cars wouldn't come in this direction. This way, at least most of the people he knew wouldn't 　　be here. Besides, he could use his lunch break so he could get home on time in the evening to pick up his wife from work and tutor 　　their daughter. Xiao Yue also worked in Hongqiao and was a single mother. She had to be home on time in the evening to see her child, so 　　she was only free at lunchtime. The two of them had a perfect time coordination and were already regulars at this hotel. 　　As soon as they entered the room, Guan Wen pinned Xiao Yue against the wall. "I missed you so much." He kissed the woman's neck while 　　reaching inside her suit to caress her breasts. Xiao Yue felt her whole body suddenly heat up, becoming limp and 　　boneless, and she couldn't help but moan. "I love hearing you moan." "Guan Wen said. He gently pinched 　　the woman's nipple with his fingers. As if struck by an electric current, the woman twisted her body and began to moan loudly. Guan Wen 　　made a rough, low sound from his throat, and with his other hand, he suddenly pulled up the woman's skirt, reached into 　　her panties, and rubbed her already soaking wet area. 　　There was a thud, the sound of something falling to the ground outside the door. Both of them stopped. "No one will know about us 　　," Guan Wen said. "I might have been too loud," the woman said embarrassedly. Guan Wen said with a wicked smile, " 　　I don't like it if it's not loud. I want to see your seductive look. Come here." As he spoke, he pulled the woman to the bedside and gently 　　undressed her piece by piece. Then he took off his own clothes. "You're a woman with children, yet your body is still so healthy." Guan 　　Wen said as he touched the woman's buttocks, and as he touched, he reached for her wet area again. The woman couldn't take it anymore 　　and begged, "Give it to me, okay?" Guan Wen admired the woman's wanton expression, 　　her breasts trembling with her movements, and he kneaded her genitals more wantonly, water dripping from his fingers onto the bed. The woman's eyes were glazed; she rolled over and 　　knelt before him, beginning to suckle, moaning softly. Guan Yue couldn't take it anymore. Looking at the woman's round 　　, upturned buttocks in the mirror, her black hair cascading down to her slender waist, she cried out, "How can I bear this?" Soon, 　　Guan Yue had the woman on top of him. 　　Outside, the little monkey pretended to fix a light bulb. Hearing the increasingly loud moans from inside, 　　he knew the man was about to ejaculate. The little monkey imagined the woman naked, kneeling like a dog, letting the man penetrate her. Unable to resist, he 　　climbed down the ladder and went to the bathroom. 　　About two hours later, the two emerged, one after the other. They got into the car and merged into Shanghai's busy traffic 　　, heading towards Hongqiao. The woman seemed a little tired, her head resting against the car window. Guan Wen glanced at her and thought, actually, 　　she wasn't the kind of woman who would stun anyone. He'd had so many girlfriends before, many more beautiful than her. So 　　why was he so infatuated with her? What about her? If she were away on business for a few days, he would miss her terribly, sometimes even having to take care of himself 　　, his mind filled with images of her wanton nature. But she's a completely different person in the office, a real female manager, decisive and 　　efficient, intelligent and resolute. Who would have thought she'd be like this in bed? Perhaps she's only so 　　wanton under his own body. Thinking of this, Guan Yue's lips curled into a smile. 　　(Second) 　　Guan Wen and Xiao Yue met by chance at work. The American consulting firm where Xiao Yue worked 　　had business dealings with the joint venture where Guan Wen worked. Xiao Yue took the initiative to invite Guan Wen to lunch. The two chatted for 　　an entire afternoon. Finally, when Xiao Yue looked directly at Guan Wen, she felt... His gaze began to dart away, and he realized that this man 　　was starting to like her. Because they had talked late, Guan Wen drove Xiao Yue home. Before Xiao Yue got out of the car, Guan Wen said, " 　　It's so nice to meet you." Then, unexpectedly, he kissed her on the cheek, as if saying goodbye to a foreigner 　　. Xiao Yue's face flushed red, but she wasn't angry; she turned and got out of the car. 　　Guan Wen didn't know why he did it. But their long conversation that afternoon had given him a feeling of instant connection with Xiao Yue. 　　This woman was like a magnet, radiating warmth without being ostentatious. She possessed the intelligence of a professional woman, yet occasionally revealed 　　a childlike innocence that stirred his heart. More importantly, he seemed 　　to read... Something special, indescribable, like a signal, led him into her magnetic field. 　　After dropping Xiao Yue off at home that day, Guan Wen drove straight home. His wife wasn't feeling well and was resting at home, so 　　he didn't need to pick her up from work. As soon as he entered, his daughter rushed towards him. Guan Wen called out, "Little beauty," and gave her a big kiss 　　. Dinner was already on the table. It was a gift from his wife's parents. The old folks doted on their daughter and son-in-law, and because 　　they lived nearby, they often came to see the child and bring meals. So, after their marriage, his wife and he hadn't cooked much. 　　His wife was lying in bed watching TV when Guan Wen gently kissed her forehead and asked, "Are you feeling better?" The woman didn't answer, 　　her face seemingly a little annoyed. "Does your chest still hurt?" Guan Wen asked again, sitting on the edge of the bed. "...Hmm, are you alright?"

"Are you alright?" After a moment of silence, his wife took a slip of paper from the bedside table and placed it in front of him. "
What's this?" Guan Wen looked at it and saw it was a receipt for a book, titled "Easy Driving Test." He was completely baffled
. "I found it in the wastebasket. Tell me, which young lady did you buy it for? You have time to teach
people to drive?" Guan Wen's face immediately darkened. He remained silent for a long time before saying, "How would I know
whose receipt this is? It's definitely not mine." "We're both experienced drivers, why would we buy a book like this? Tell the truth
, don't hide it." "His wife's voice was a little shrill. Guan Wen's head started to throb; he knew a fierce battle
was about to begin.
Just then, the phone rang. Guan Wen recognized it as his aunt. She immediately started complaining about
her daughter, saying she was growing up and becoming disobedient, wanting to go on a road trip in the Northwest—how dangerous! A young girl like her.
So, she wanted Guan Wen, the older brother whom his cousin had always adored, to talk to her. Suddenly
, a thought struck Guan Wen. He remembered his aunt and cousin having dinner at his house over the weekend, and asked, "Is your cousin learning to drive lately?
Has she bought any driving books?" Guan Wen noticed his wife's ears twitched slightly, so he moved the phone closer to her
. His aunt's voice came from the other end of the line, "Of course! She's learning to drive so easily. She just bought some over the weekend and is insisting
her dad take her to driving lessons." At the same moment, Guan Wen's heart and his wife's ears relaxed.
That evening, Guan Wen jokingly said to his wife, "Someone owes me an apology." His wife leaned her head against his chest
. Is apologizing really that hard? "Guan Wen hugged his wife as he spoke. They had reconciled.
Ever since three years ago, when his wife found intimate text messages from another woman on his phone, Guan Wen
had been like an underground party member before liberation, constantly battling
wits with his wife, who was always watching his every move and adept at finding the slightest clue. In this 'arduous' environment, Guan Wen still
managed to have special relationships with two different women over the past three years. Whose fault was it? His wife hadn't had sex with him for three years.
She always had a guilty look on her face, as if Guan Wen's mistake three years ago required him to
repay with a lifetime of groveling. At home, he was the cleaner, the nanny, and the driver. His wife was always busy with work and weak, so she would
rest when she got home and order Guan Wen around. Once, she even made him get up in the middle of the night to take her girlfriends home after chatting late into the night.
At the company, Guan Wen was different. He had worked in a foreign company for over ten years and was now a department head
, and a 'high-ranking' one at that." "Flier," he seemed to have a bright future. Young female college students all looked up to him. Moreover
, Guan Wen was handsome, tall and broad-shouldered, and always dressed tastefully. What was especially rare, and what truly captivated women
, was his gentlemanly demeanor: holding doors for female colleagues, letting them walk ahead, quietly serving drinks at parties
, and offering gentle, inquiring glances when the boss criticized someone. He possessed a rare thoughtfulness and consideration among Chinese men,
and he did it all so naturally, without a hint of embarrassment or ulterior motives. Therefore,
women... It's not surprising that children throw themselves at him. These days, having affairs with married men seems to be fashionable
.
He met both women at work. One was unmarried, the other married. The unmarried woman loved him
too intensely, and fearing trouble, Guan Wen broke off the relationship. The girl cried her eyes out. But she was a good girl;
in the end, she didn't cause any trouble and chose to leave. Guan Wen felt guilty and decided from then on never to touch unmarried women again. The second
woman was a young married woman. Her husband was often away on business trips. The young woman seduced the weak-willed Guan Wen in her own home. Two... One man
made love to Guan Wen for the first time on the floor . The second time, a young woman came to Guan Wen's office. It was already midnight, and Guan Wen was still working.
Seeing that no one was around, the woman teased Guan Wen, arousing him. She then crawled under his desk, unzipped his
pants, and took his burning erection into her mouth. At this point, Guan Wen couldn't take it anymore. He straddled the young woman and
raped her again on the office carpet. It was short, but incredibly stimulating; perhaps the environment itself
made them both extremely excited. Their relationship later... However, it stopped there. The reason was that the young woman wanted a divorce, and she wanted Guan Wen 　　to divorce her as well
. Seeing things develop to this point, Guan Wen immediately ran away. In fact, Guan Wen never wanted to leave his wife. His wife was in poor health and needed his care. The child was still young, 　　and he didn't want the child to be harmed. Therefore, under these circumstances, he felt that Xiao Yue was his perfect match. Because 　　Xiao Yue never thought about marrying him, she seemed to only want his body to relieve her loneliness of being single. She even 　　rarely said she loved him, as if she never had. After they made love, Xiao Yue would at most say, "You 　　are the man who makes me feel the most comfortable." By some strange twist of fate, Guan Wen became increasingly infatuated with Xiao Yue, falling deeper and deeper 　　into her body. 　　After that lunch with Xiao Yue, Guan Wen called her every day, chatting with her whenever he felt like it. 　　Three weeks later, Guan Wen felt the time was right and invited Xiao Yue to dinner. That night, they shared a passionate kiss. 　　Every day after that, Guan Wen pondered how to trick Xiao Yue into bed. To his surprise, Xiao Yue took the initiative to arrange it 　　, unexpectedly getting Guan Wen into bed. 　　Infidelity (Part 3) 　　During those days, Guan Wen's wife's company organized a trip to Thailand, leaving the children at her parents' house. Guan Wen was alone in Shanghai, 　　enjoying his hard-won freedom. He called Xiao Yue and invited her out for dinner. Xiao Yue hesitated at first 　　, not because she didn't want to be with this man. She wasn't going out, but couldn't bear to leave her child. Since her divorce, 　　her relationship with her daughter had deepened dramatically, and she told her stories every night before bed. She never attended any evening 　　parties, even forgoing opportunities to have working dinners with company executives. However, for some reason, when Guan 　　Wen invited her, she felt a strong urge to accept. This urge seemed to stem from a 　　longing. That day, when Guan Wen kissed her cheek, she felt a momentary tremor within her. This man had a particularly 　　gentle gaze. And his body possessed a strength that most southern men lacked. Broad shoulders, 　　a firm hip, and muscles faintly visible through his shirt. It had to be admitted, Xiao Yue had desires for men.After the divorce, she masturbated on many dark nights. Her burning body longed to be touched by strong hands. But with

Xiao Yue's identity—a mother, a company manager—meant she couldn't possibly act recklessly. Long-term traditional education
had also placed moral constraints on her thinking. However, this time, she felt uneasy; she desperately wanted to
meet this man. She couldn't explain why.
The restaurant was on a quiet side road, a 15-minute drive from Hongqiao towards the West Suburbs Park. Guan Wen parked the car in
a secluded corner, the shade of the trees blocking the streetlights. They chatted happily as usual during the meal. After countless phone conversations
, they knew each other quite well. After the meal, Guan Wen suggested they sit in the car. The dimly lit,
cramped space was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Guan Wen's eyes were bright, fixed on Xiao Yue. "You
're a mother now, why are you still so shy?" Xiao Yue didn't dare look Guan Wen in the eye, her head lowered. She felt
the man's hand gently brush against her hairline. "You've been working so hard lately, you need to take care of yourself. Otherwise,
someone will worry about you," Guan Wen said gently, stroking her face. Xiao Yue felt a little dizzy, as if she could
smell the man's cologne. The next moment, she saw Guan Wen's lips approaching, and she instinctively
pulled back. The man immediately pulled back, then patted the woman's hand, placed it in his palm, and
gently stroked it. Xiao Yue's body felt hot. She suddenly longed for the man in front of her to hold her
tightly in his arms. So she looked up, and just then, Guan Wen suddenly leaned forward, capturing her lips with his own,
kissing her passionately. Xiao Yue was initially a little overwhelmed, but soon her desire completely burned away her last
bit of reason, and she stuck out her tongue, searching for his in her mouth. Guan Wen let out a rough breath,
his hand already reaching for Xiao Yue's chest. "Oh, you're not wearing a bra..." Guan Wen exclaimed in surprise. Xiao Yue's breasts were neither too big nor too
small, matching her slender body. His hand could easily cup one of her breasts. The round nipple
, like a fawn released from its cage, suddenly sprang forward, enticing Guan Wen's fingers to play with it. After only a few pinches, Xiao Yue's breaths
rose and fell, her body began to writhe in the man's arms, moaning softly. Their bodies
intertwined like vines, sucking at each other in the dimly lit car.
That day, after returning home, Xiao Yue masturbated. She wanted this man. To make love with him. But Guan Wen hadn't brought it up that night , and she was too embarrassed to ask. No man had ever caressed her like Guan Wen, 　　igniting
her desire so fiercely. 　　The next day, Xiao Yue called Guan Wen, chatting casually. A layer of ambiguity crept into their voices 　　. "I'm in Chuansha on business today. But I'll definitely be back to see you this afternoon," Guan Wen said. "The traffic will be terrible; 　　they're doing roadwork there," Xiao Yue replied. "It's nothing. I miss you. I want to see you, even just for a moment." Guan Wen's voice 　　came through the receiver, very magnetic, making Xiao Yue's heart flutter. After hanging up, Xiao Yue sat for a while, 　　then sent Guan Wen an SMS. "You must be tired from driving back. I've booked a room at the Yangtze River Hotel. We can rest and 　　chat. But we can't do anything else." "Good idea," Guan Wen replied. 　　The Yangtze River Hotel was next to her office. She could wait for Guan Wen there after work, making it convenient to go home later. Xiao 　　Yue packed her things and went to the hotel. Guan Wen couldn't contain his excitement while driving. But he was also confused about whether Xiao Yue really 　　wanted to sleep with him. What did she mean by "we can't do anything else"? What if he was wrong and was rejected? After entering 　　the room, Xiao Yue said, "Let's watch TV, Phoenix TV is here." So she leaned against the headboard and watched intently. 　　Guan Wen suddenly lay down on the bed and rested his head on her lap. After a while, Guan Wen began to stroke Xiao 　　Yue's legs. Xiao Yue didn't move, letting his hand slowly slip inside her suit skirt. Guan Wen's nimble fingers touched 　　the inside of her thighs, slowly climbing upwards until they reached the warm end. Xiao Yue was wearing G-string.　　A small piece of cloth was just enough to cover it, and the pubic hair protruded freely. Guan Wen gently stroked the outer edge of the sensitive area, 　　circling it closer to the center, and then suddenly thrust his hand into the wet opening. Xiao Yue cried out, 　　slid off the headboard, and lay down on the bed. "Her vagina is so tight..." Guan Wen thought to himself, "It will definitely be able to hold my 　　penis tightly... It's so wet, it will feel so good." While thinking this, his hand continued to circle inside the woman's vagina, 　　searching for her G-spot. Xiao Yue could no longer control herself; she cried out loudly, her body 　　twisting with the man's movements. "I want it... Please give it to me?" she murmured. "Didn't you say we couldn't do anything else? 　　" the man teased. "Mmm... I can't take it anymore." Xiao Yue no longer cared about being shy; she took off her clothes and began 　　to untie Guan Wen's clothes. Guan Wen suddenly had a thought and said, "Not today. I didn't bring a condom." "It's okay. 　　" "No." Guan Wen continued to caress the woman's genitals with one hand, while the other hand reached up to touch her 　　nipples. Xiao Yue felt incredibly comfortable, moaning softly. 　　Guan Wen looked at the woman's wanton appearance, his penis already swollen and erect. "Come on, touch yourself. Do it for me. 　　" He commanded Xiao Yue. Then he began to touch his own penis, masturbating. "No, I'm sorry. 　　" Xiao Yue said. "Touch yourself the way you usually do it. I want to see you. Hurry up, be good, come on, be good 　　." Guan Wen urged. Xiao Yue had never done this in front of any man before, but under this man's 　　unquestionable tone, she had the desire to obey. So she put her fingers into her vagina, while 　　her other hand squeezed her breasts, moaning uncontrollably. The man, gazing at the woman's slender waist, 　　his fingers half-hidden in her pubic hair, and her round breasts trembling beneath his touch, began to moan loudly, his movements 　　faster and faster in sync with the woman's rhythm. "I'm going to cum on you," Guan Wen said, straddling the woman's legs. "Mmm..." 　　the woman murmured, her hands moving faster and faster. "Give it to me..." The woman reached her climax, her eyes tightly closed, 　　the blush on her breasts deepening. At that moment, Guan Wen ejaculated, the white fluid splattering onto the woman's breasts and nipples, 　　forming a wanton pattern 　　. After this, the two began dating frequently. Sometimes they would climax multiple times in one go. Guan Wen's penis wasn't 　　large, but it fit Xiao Yue's narrow vagina perfectly. Guan Wen was very skilled; his penis always accurately struck the woman's G- 　　spot, making her ejaculate repeatedly, soaking the sheets.

That noon, the two arrived at the hotel on Panyu Road, ready to indulge themselves.
(Cheating Part 4)
The hotel entrance was packed with cars. They couldn't find a parking space. "Damn it," Guan Wen cursed. "
Does everyone else know about this place?" The car drove back onto Panyu Road, heading towards Xinhua Road. "
Where to?" Just as they were pondering this, Guan Wen's phone rang. The screen displayed "honey." "Shh, wife
," Guan Wen said nervously. Xiao Yue wisely silenced her phone. Guan Wen's voice, as usual, was gentle and
magnetic: "Hmm, let's go shopping. Women are meant to be pampered… Of course, I'll pay. Okay, see you tonight
. Hmm!" Guan Wen kissed the phone. A woman's laughter came from the other end.
Xiao Yue looked out the window at the street and saw a little girl from the countryside sitting in a corner under a tall building, her clothes oversized
and worn, her large eyes looking confused and fearful as she watched the passersby. Was she lost? Where were the adults?
A sudden wave of sorrow washed over Xiao Yue. When did this city, where she was born and raised, become so
unfamiliar? When did she become so lonely? She hadn't contacted her parents in a long time, and she wondered how her best friends
were doing. Lately, she seemed obsessed, devoting all her free time to the man beside her. Even
when telling stories to her daughter at night, she would drift off into thought. But how much did she really know about this man whose body she knew so well
? What kind of person was he in her world? Sometimes, Xiao Yue felt that Guan Wen belonged to
the dimly lit rooms of a hotel, the cramped space of a car; he didn't belong on sun-drenched streets. Several times at lunchtime
, watching Guan Wen order food, she even wondered, "Who is this person across from me?
What am I doing?" The thought of marrying Guan Wen had never crossed her mind. After her divorce, she had no
interest in entering the "walled city" of marriage. Her excellent income meant she didn't need to rely on any man. Only in the darkness of night would she feel
lonely, impulsive, and yearn for a man's strong hands to touch her burning body. Guan Wen had given her exactly what she wanted
. So, why did she feel empty and sour inside now? Guan Wen gave her more than
just physical satisfaction; he also offered tenderness and affection, making her act like a spoiled little woman. But this
happiness, though intense like a flash flood, was so fleeting, like a gust of wind that swept away the loneliness
. This wasn't love; it was lust. Love is a gentle stream, nourishing the heart. Lust is like a dry fire, leaving only ruin after it burns out
. Isn't that so? Her loneliness remained deep; she still felt helpless when faced with difficulties, forcing herself to be strong
and shoulder the responsibilities of a single mother.
Yesterday, a typhoon hit, bringing torrential rain. Xiao Yue couldn't get a ride to take her daughter to school. She called Guan Wen, hoping
he could drive over to help. Guan Wen's voice on the phone was businesslike and serious, and he gave an irrelevant answer...
"Traffic jam, I'll be a little late for the meeting." Then he hung up. Xiao Yue guessed his wife was sitting next to him, taking
her to work. So she had to leave her daughter under the eaves while she waited for a bus at the street corner, holding an umbrella against the wind. Finally,
an empty bus drove by, and after she and her daughter sat down, she realized her trousers were soaked. Her daughter's
clothes were also quite wet. Her little face was cold from the wind. Xiao Yue hadn't thought much about this yesterday. Since the divorce, she had been
both a father and a mother, and she had gotten used to such hardships. But at this moment, the disheveled
state she had been in yesterday flashed through her mind, and Xiao Yue felt a pang of sadness. No matter how close the man beside her was, he couldn't
help her in her most difficult time. Was such a relationship meaningful? When did she become
a woman who only cared about physical intimacy? Like this city, had she become unrecognizable?
"Hey, what's wrong?" Guan Wen asked. Xiao Yue didn't answer. Guan Wen reached out and gently stroked her
thigh, kneading it softly from the outside to the inside. The two remained silent, the car drifting aimlessly
through the streets.
(Cheating (5))
After finishing her most urgent work, Xiao Yue went home early. She instructed the maid not to cook today. She
wanted to take her child to her parents' house for dinner. On the way, her daughter excitedly talked about school. Looking at her daughter's happy face, Xiao Yue
felt a sense of peace and warmth. This little girl was her entire family.
When she was young, her father went abroad, vowing to bring Xiao Yue and her child over after completing his studies
. This hope sustained Xiao Yue through the long days after her husband's departure. For two whole years, Xiao Yue waited patiently,
refusing to touch any other man. Her belief in love made her strong in the face of loneliness and temptation. She poured all her energy
into her child and work, letting her once vibrant body wither away. Everything vanished the day her husband returned
. He had another woman by his side, a pregnant woman. "You don't know how hard it is to be there alone…
I don't deserve your forgiveness, I just want you to understand…" Of course she understood, understood the unbearable loneliness and solitude
. Back then, she naively believed that love and morality were indestructible.
Now, she didn't want to wrong herself anymore. She was a woman with desires, and suppression would only wither her. Since
meeting Guan Wen, she was like a tree revived by a summer rain, stretching out its branches and blossoming with alluring flowers. She
knew clearly that she could only have Guan Wen's body. He wasn't someone she could entrust her love to. Besides,
any improper thoughts she might have would only scare this man away. Since she understood this so clearly, why
did she become sad this afternoon after hearing Guan Wen make a phone call? And why did she even seriously engage in moral reflection?
After finishing dinner and returning home, Xiao Yue put her daughter to bed. It was already past 11 PM when her phone suddenly rang. "
It's me... I miss you." Guan Wen's gentle voice softened Xiao Yue's heart. "Why are you calling now? Where's your family?"
Xiao Yue asked. Guan Wen had told her from the beginning of their relationship not to contact him after 6 PM,
not even via text message. To ensure safety, Guan Wen usually called her before getting home to say
goodnight, essentially to conclude their daytime contact. "I went out to buy something and wanted to
see if you were okay. You seemed a little unhappy this afternoon, and I was worried. Are you alright? Hmm?" Hearing the warm voice on the phone...
The magnetic voice sent a sudden jolt through Xiao Yue's body. She realized how pathetic she was. Thinking this, she blurted out,
"It's nothing. I'm tired, I want to sleep." Guan Wen was silent for a moment, then said, "Then...sleep well
. Be good, don't think too much. I'll pick you up for lunch tomorrow." After a pause, Guan Wen lowered his voice and said
, "I missed you terribly today. I definitely won't let you off the hook tomorrow." "You have a wife anyway!" Xiao
Yue didn't even know how those words came out of her mouth; they were thick with jealousy, and she regretted them as soon as they left her lips
. Unexpectedly, Guan Wen wasn't angry; instead, he laughed, "Silly girl. I haven't touched her for years. Besides
, with you..." "She looks like a fairy, she probably wouldn't be able to get up with anyone else. Sleep well, wait for me tomorrow." The phone hung up,
but Xiao Yue was still sitting there dumbly. She suddenly wanted to masturbate, and the scene of Guan Wen touching her appeared in her mind, and her lower body
slowly became wet.
Infidelity (VI)
Guan Wen is a well-known model husband in his wife's company. As long as he is not on a business trip, he picks up and drops off his wife from work every day
. At home, he also takes good care of her and takes care of all the housework. Guan Wen is also a model son-in-law.
No matter how busy he is at work, as long as his parents-in-law have something to do, he will rush to help at the first moment. He is also
a model man in the eyes of his cousins. His aunt often said that if his cousin could find a husband like him,
she would feel at ease. For years, Guan Wen had maintained this exemplary image. Three years ago, he and his wife
argued over that unfortunate text message, and they both tacitly kept it a secret. His wife continued to play
the role of a pampered wife in public, while Guan Wen continued to portray a loving husband.
Their marriage was sexless. Actually, they were quite passionate when they first got married. Once, his wife
even made love to him in his car. But since having a child, perhaps due to hormonal changes, his wife had become sexually
uninterested. After their argument three years ago, she completely refused to touch Guan Wen. Every night, Guan Wen was busy with housework, and his wife
watched TV. Before bed, they would at most hug. Even so, Guan Wen never considered leaving his wife. He had cared for
this woman for nearly ten years, like a horse grinding a millstone, round and round, until it became a habit, natural, and he
stopped thinking about it. Their daughter was the true bond between them. The envious and admiring glances around them reinforced this bond
many times over.
Guan Wen was very concerned with his image. He was like a swan in a lake, his feet paddling frantically underwater, while
his body above water maintained elegance and tranquility. Therefore, Xiao Yue was destined to be underwater, fulfilling Guan Wen's fantasies of love
and his sexual needs. Because of this private satisfaction, Guan Wen had the patience to maintain his elegant and tranquil act in front of others
.
The day after the midnight phone call, Guan Wen... He went to pick up Xiao Yue for dinner at 3:30. He missed this woman
's body. No woman had ever made him feel so intoxicated as Xiao Yue. Sometimes they would make love for several days in a row,
each time with multiple orgasms. Guan Wen was like a scholar from a ghost story, entangled with a female ghost every night, knowing that his essence was
being drained away by the female ghost, yet unable to resist pressing the female ghost, now transformed into a prostitute, beneath him time and time again. Although Xiao Yue had given birth
, her vagina was still tight and narrow. As soon as her breasts were touched, this woman's body couldn't take it
, and she would wetly beg Guan Wen to slide in, squeezing the sponge-like walls around her, forcing out more lustful fluid. During orgasm,
she would tighten her vagina, clinging to Guan Wen like a lifeline. Guan Wen's penis was already swollen, long, and hard. To have more
time for their intimate moments, Guan Wen bought two boxed lunches.
Xiao Yue was wearing a blue pleated skirt that reached her knees, tightly hugging her hips and
only pleating at her thighs. She wore a white tank top with a beige cardigan over it. The cardigan
was only buttoned tightly at the chest, revealing the round shape of her breasts. On the way to the hotel, Guan Wen couldn't resist
slipping a hand under Xiao Yue's skirt and touching her thigh. Xiao Yue seemed to have not seen Guan Wen for a long time,
showing a shy expression.
As soon as they entered the hotel room, Guan Wen hugged Xiao Yue and kissed her passionately, murmuring, "So good, so good
. " Xiao Yue feigned reluctance, dodging his lips but pressing her body against his legs. The two
entwined passionately for a long time. Guan Wen said, "Let's eat first. Otherwise, I won't have the energy for you. You want so
much." He grinned mischievously at Xiao Yue. Xiao Yue blushed and buried her head in Guan Wen's chest. "I've
been so tired from work these past few days, who wants so much? My shoulders hurt." "Come on, let me give you a massage first." Guan Wen said,
placing Xiao Yue on the stool in front of the dressing table, his hands rubbing her shoulders. Mirror. Li Xiaoyue closed her eyes, her black hair
falling across her face and onto her heaving chest. Xiaoyue hummed softly in pleasure. Guan Wen slowly
moved his hands up Xiaoyue's back, lingering on the buttons of her bra for a long time. Then, his fingers followed the bra straps very slowly towards Xiaoyue's already
somewhat swollen breasts. When Guan Wen's fingers finally reached Xiaoyue's eager
breasts, Xiaoyue couldn't hold back any longer and cried out loudly. Guan Wen saw the woman's lustful face in the mirror
, and yanked up her clothes, pulling them down... The bra displayed her white breasts in front of the mirror, admiring them as
she played with her rosy nipples with her fingers. Xiao Yue's lower body was completely wet. She lifted her blue skirt, revealing
white lace panties. Underneath the thong, pink nipples protruded like flower stamens,
trembling in the center of open petals. Guan Wen's fingers had arrived, gently kneading them, watching with satisfaction as the pink nipples grew larger,
then his touch became heavier until Xiao Yue reached orgasm.
(Cheating (Seven))
Xiao Yue was going to Singapore for a week on business. Guan Wen pinched her nipples... He stroked her chin and said, "I'll miss you. Will you
miss me?" "Yes," Xiao Yue whispered, shyly lowering her head. "Hmm, come give me a kiss." Guan Wen cupped
her head and pecked her hard on the lips.
The air conditioning in the Singapore hotel was particularly cold, the kind of cold that seeps into your bones. Stepping into the hotel from the sweltering outdoors
felt like going from Africa to Antarctica. Xiao Yue felt a little uncomfortable in her throat as soon as she woke up in the morning. She took a bottle of water, grabbed her
laptop, and rushed to the conference room. She had to give a work report today, but her computer had malfunctioned last night.
The saved file was gone, so she had to redo it from memory, working until midnight.
"Morning, Yue. How have you been?" A tall, blond young man blocked
her way. "Michael, how come you are here?" Xiao Yue asked in surprise. Mike was British
, in his early thirties, a few years younger than Xiao Yue, and worked as an analyst in the London branch. They
had met at a global conference last year. At the time, Xiao Yue thought he was a typical sunny, cheerful guy. "Well, you are
not pleased to see me?" Mike asked playfully. Xiao Yue realized she had misspoke and said, "
It is nice to see you again. What has brought you to Singapore?" Mike's
blue eyes lit up with excitement as he lowered his voice and said, "Just between you and me, I will
be relocated to Shanghai next month. The announcement will come out today.
I thought it's probably a good idea to meet the Asia team here when you
guys are having your leadership meeting." Xiao Yue remembered him saying he wanted to go to
mysterious China someday. She hadn't expected him to get her here so quickly.
At the meeting, Xiao Yue's report was logically sound and the data clear. Although her voice was a little hoarse, it didn't affect
her clear expression. Her gaze swept across the room, noticing that Mike's blue eyes lingered on her
face several times.
That evening was team dinner. At a restaurant on the Singapore River, everyone sat outdoors in the dim candlelight
. Rows of red lanterns hung from the small wooden boats on the river, their reflections shimmering in the rippling water. Xiao Yue was
a little tired; after a day of meetings, her throat was swollen, and she could barely speak. She was wearing an
Armani dress, appropriate for the occasion, with a side slit at the hem and a row of buttons slanted at the neckline, cinching her upper
body and subtly highlighting the curves of her breasts and her slender waist. Xiao Yue felt
a gaze on her from the corner of her eye—it was Mike. "Yue, how's your daughter?"
"She's fine."
"You seem a little unwell." "
My throat hurts; I probably caught a cold." "
Do you have any Fisherman's Treasure?" "
I didn't bring any, and I didn't have a chance to go out and buy any today." Xiao Yue said, lowering her head to drink water, sip by sip, as if she wasn't
going to speak again. She was exhausted.
Back in her room that night, Xiao Yue immediately changed into her pajamas and prepared for bed. The doorbell rang. Xiao Yue looked up and saw it was Mike
.
"Sorry, it's so late. I just went to 7-Eleven. Here, take this." Mike handed her
a pack of Strepsils. "We didn't have any other kinds, but these throat lozenges have pain-relieving ingredients that can help
you sleep." Xiao Yue hesitated for a moment, then took the lozenges and stammered, "Thank you." "Goodnight." Mike
smiled happily, looking like a sunny, cheerful young man.
The next few days were filled with meetings and dinners every evening. Most colleagues, still wanting more after dinner,
went to Clark Quay in groups of three or five for drinks. Xiao Yue saw Mike chatting and laughing with several young Singaporean female colleagues
, discussing where to go for fun. She thought to herself, "They really have energy. There's a difference between being in your early thirties and being in your late thirties
." When she was Mike's age, she was also full of energy. However, her husband wasn't around then, and she was working
and raising children alone, enduring hardship without experiencing the joy that one should enjoy at that age.
The biggest difference between foreigners and Chinese is that they live simply. They pursue what they want without so much repression or
worry.
Xiao Yue suddenly thought of Guan Wen, this man who seemed bound by invisible ropes, only
revealing himself in secret, in hotels, and in bed, releasing his repressed desires and emotions. Xiao Yue remembered Guan
Wen once saying, "Why do I like being with you? Because it's relaxing, I don't have to wear a mask. I can say what I want,
do what I want." Guan Wen had no responsibility towards her, offering neither material support nor care
, nor any spiritual promises. All they offered was countless naked encounters and passionate lovemaking. For
a family-oriented man like Guan Wen, this was the best relationship. In today's materialistic society, where
can a man find such a good thing? As Xiao Yue thought about it, her heart ached a little.
After returning to Shanghai, Xiao Yue didn't call Guan Wen right away. She was still suffering from a cold, her nose was throbbing
. That day, she took the antibiotics prescribed by the hospital and went to bed early. In the middle of the night, Xiao Yue felt itchy all over. She got up to go to
the bathroom and was startled by her reflection in the mirror. Her face was covered in red patches. Upon closer inspection, her daughter's body
was also covered in red rashes, and it was very itchy. Xiao Yue felt scared and didn't know what to do. Her daughter was sleeping,
and she couldn't disturb her parents in the middle of the night. She would splash cold water on her body for a while, and sit listlessly on the edge of the bed,
enduring this until dawn. Her parents arrived at 7:00 AM. After handing her child over to them, Xiao Yue went to the hospital for
emergency treatment. Sitting in the taxi on the way, tears silently streamed down her face.
The doctor said it was a drug allergy and told Xiao Yue to stop taking antibiotics and rest for a few days. At 9:00 AM, Xiao Yue called
Guan Wen and told him everything that had happened. "You should rest well. I can't see you today,"
Guan Wen said. Xiao Yue was disappointed by Guan Wen's reaction. Before dialing, she had thought that Guan Wen would definitely come to see
her, comfort her, and let her cry on his shoulder. Unexpectedly, Guan Wen was very indifferent. Xiao Yue
was angry and didn't say anything. "I have something to do today. I can't come to take care of you. I'm sorry," Guan Wen said, as if Xiao Yue had a stomachache .
"What's up?" Xiao Yue asked. "Hmm..." Guan Wen stammered, "Her company
has an event today, and she's bringing her family." "What kind of event?" Xiao Yue found herself unusually persistent today; she usually didn't
ask many questions, giving Guan Wen a lot of space. "Just a regular gathering. I'll tell you next time we meet. Hey, I can't
tell you now. She's here." The phone clicked and hung up. Xiao Yue felt a tightness in her chest. She collapsed onto the bed and
started crying.
Guan Wen wasn't unconcerned about Xiao Yue. He cared for this woman more than any of his previous girlfriends.
But he was, after all, a married man. Besides, it was his wife's company event today; if he didn't perform well,
where would his wife put her face? He knew her too. Where would he put his face when his wife's colleagues arrived at the event venue?
Guan Wen deliberately let his wife get off first, and while parking, he called Xiao Yue again.
No one answered. He quickly sent a text message: "Xiao Yue, are you alright? I'm really sorry. Give me a
major demerit. I love you." Xiao Yue stared blankly at the phone screen. She wanted to reply, "
Is what we have in love?" but she was afraid Guan Wen's wife would see it. So, she just stayed by the phone, lying in bed. (
Cheating (8))
The next day was Saturday. Xiao Yue took her daughter to her parents' house. Her mother looked at her face and said, "The red spots have faded a bit;
they should be better in another day." At the dinner table, her father served Xiao Yue a bowl of black-boned chicken soup. "It's stewed with angelica root. You've
lost weight recently." Xiao Yue's eyes reddened, and she barely managed to force back her tears. After dinner, her mother pulled Xiao Yue
into a small room and said, "It must be exhausting for you to raise the child alone. Do you think you could consider finding
another father for the child?" "Mom, here we go again..." Xiao Yue frowned. "Just kidding... But
Aunt Chen from the alley, who's watched you grow up, introduced me to someone. I think he's quite good. He's even
a returnee from overseas." As she spoke, her mother took out a photo. "He's a bit older, but he has a PhD and studied in the US. Aunt Chen said his studies
delayed his marriage, and he's an honest man." Xiao Yue glanced at the photo and saw the man wearing glasses, with a
slightly receding hairline... Baldy turned her face away and said, "Don't introduce me to anyone anymore. These days,
there are plenty of unmarried women who can't find boyfriends. There are several in my company, the so-called 'three-high women'—high income, high position, high education. Not to
mention me, besides being 'three-high,' I'm also in my thirties and have a child. Just let me live alone
." "But the child needs a father," her mother said. Xiao Yue didn't say anything. The two of them sat there, hearing
a child outside ask, "Grandpa, let's play hide-and-seek. You be the big tiger, and I'll be the little rabbit." "Grandpa is old and
can't run fast enough, so don't hide too far away," Xiao Yue's father said.
At this moment, Xiao Yue's phone rang. She answered it without looking at the caller ID. "It's me," Guan Wen's voice said
. Xiao Yue immediately stood up and went to the balcony.
"Is something wrong?"
"Just wanted to see if you were alright."
"It's the weekend, you should take care of others. I don't need you to worry about me."
"Xiao Yue, I really couldn't get away yesterday. You know our time constraints."
"Then why did you call me? Aren't you afraid someone will hear? Aren't you the one who cares about her the most?"
"...I'll contact you again on Monday." Guan Wen's voice hardened. "Get some rest."
They hung up. Xiao Yue felt a lump in her throat, unable to exhale. All her strength seemed to have
been drained away. She returned to her room, pretending not to see her mother's questioning gaze, picked up a newspaper, and read,
but didn't turn a page for a long time.
Guan Wen was a little angry with Xiao Yue. Why had this woman become so unreasonable lately? The reason he liked
being with Xiao Yue was because of her independence and ease. She wasn't clingy like a young single girl, always nagging
him to buy her gifts; nor was she as irrationally in love as that young woman he'd met before, posing a threat to his family
. The two gave each other a lot of space, only enjoying physical pleasure together at appropriate times. What a
wonderful relationship! Even if it didn't last, it would be a beautiful memory. Thinking back to the time he spent with Xiao Yue
, Guan Wen admitted that Xiao Yue was the woman he had ever had the most comfortable sex with in his life.
On Sunday, Guan Wen masturbated. While showering, he imagined Xiao Yue sucking him: kneeling on the floor,
sucking his penis, her black hair reaching her waist, her high-perched buttocks visible in the hotel mirror, her black pubic
hair and the small mouth peeking out from within. Xiao Yue was truly skilled in this. Not every woman could
do that. Her tongue could slide down the back of Guan Wen's penis like a snake, then
linger at the tip, slowly rotating, before taking the entire penis back into her mouth and sucking. "
How could anyone resist?" Guan Wen thought.
On Monday, Guan Wen called Xiao Yue as soon as he entered the office. No one answered. He turned on his computer and saw an email
from Xiao Yue.
"Guan Wen,
hello,
this..." This is my last email to you. Please don't contact me again.
Thank you for the happiness you've brought me these past few months. To be honest, no one can compare to you. But I've
found myself changing. I no longer want just your body; I want your time, your company
, your care. I want to know your whole world. But I know you can't do that. I'm afraid I'll become
the kind of woman I don't want to be—clinging to men, losing my mind, and ultimately becoming repulsive. So I choose to
leave you now.
When we first met, I thought I could have sex without any attachments, but I
was wrong. I can't. Maybe that's the difference between women and men.
Don't call me anymore. I won't answer. If you really care about me, please respect my choice.
Xiao Yue
and Guan Wen read this email several times, unsure how to react. Xiao Yue's actions
surprised him. He thought this would be similar to the time Xiao Yue got angry when he answered his wife's call, and that...
Say a few nice words and Xiao Yue will come back. Who knew she would break up with him? Just before she went on her business trip, the
two of them had made love. At that time, Xiao Yue was sucking his penis, full of tenderness.
Guan Wen was a little confused all morning. In his life, no woman had ever dumped him.
Infidelity (Nine)
Guan Wen decided to deal with it by not replying to Xiao Yue's emails or calling her. Several days passed like this, and Guan Wen
was getting impatient. He sent a text message to Xiao Yue: "I was driving on Fanyu Road just now and I remembered
things we did together. How are you?" There was no reply. Xiao Yue's caller ID was still not displayed on the phone screen.
At noon, Guan Wen's subordinate asked: "Boss, don't you have any lunch appointments today?" Guan Wen couldn't answer. Yes, he
used to use lunchtime to meet Xiao Yue. "Manager Guan, want to go to lunch together?" It was the head of another department
, whose English name was Jenny. "You go first, I have something to do." "It's so hard to ask Manager Guan to lunch." Jenny
said. Guan Wen felt a little embarrassed. Jenny was the big boss's favorite, his peer, and a woman
; he couldn't let her lose face. So he said, "For you, no job matters. Let's go." Jenny
drove to a quiet restaurant not far from Hongqiao. Guan Wen felt this place was special, strangely
familiar. Walking inside, he realized it was the place where he and Xiao Yue had their first dinner. Under the shade of a tree at the end of the path,
Guan Wen kissed Xiao Yue for the first time.
"Manager Guan, I heard the company has a few overseas assignments. Would you be interested?"
"I'm afraid I won't get one," Guan Wen replied noncommittally.
"Manager Guan is considered young and promising in the company. You should have a chance."
"What did you hear?" Guan Wen probed.
“There’s a spot for someone going to the Middle East. It’s better to send a man there. The overseas allowance is the highest there.”
As he left the restaurant, Guan Wen sent a text to Xiao Yue: “Do you
remember the restaurant where we had our first lunch? Xiao Yue, I miss you so much. How can you be so heartless?” Jenny glanced at him and
said, “You seemed a little distracted during the meeting this morning, constantly checking your phone. Was something wrong at home?” “No,” Guan Wen replied.
Xiao Yue still didn’t reply. Guan Wen pondered the overseas assignment in the afternoon and immediately told his wife when he got home.
“No way!” his wife objected immediately. “Other people are sent to America or Europe, why are you
going to a place like that? I won’t go. Who can stand wearing a mask every day?”
“There are many business opportunities there; it’s a virgin territory for development,” Guan Wen said.
"Then you go alone," his wife said firmly. After a while, her voice softened, "It'll be hard on me and
the kids. Who will take care of us if you leave? My health isn't good either. Since we got married, I haven't had a good
life. Three years ago, you had someone else, and I..."
"Alright, alright, you always bring up the past. Fine, I'll listen to you, okay?" The matter of the assignment was put aside.
He hadn't contacted Xiao Yue for two weeks. Guan Wen's heart went from expectation to disappointment, from disappointment to despair, and from
despair to helplessness. He was absent-minded when eating lunch with his colleagues, and several nights he would get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and
couldn't fall back asleep. During the day, he was listless, like a toy soldier who hadn't been wound up, completely lacking his former carefree spirit.
That weekend at home, his wife said, "You seem to be less attentive to things at home lately." "What's wrong?"
Guan Wen didn't know what his wife was talking about. "For example, if you had seen that mop hanging on the balcony before, you would have definitely
brought it down. Today, you saw it, but you didn't react," his wife said. Guan Wen was already annoyed, and his wife's
words made his blood rush to his head. He blurted out, "Aren't you family? You can't just watch,
can you? Can't you accept it?" "Guan Wen!" his wife shrieked. After that, Guan Wen didn't really hear anything;
his wife's barrage of words seemed to replay the events of three years ago. He didn't know when, but
Guan Wen stormed out. He started his Nissan and drove aimlessly.
The next day, Guan Wen went to the office and asked Jenny if the spot for the Middle East was still available. "If you
want to go, of course you should be the first choice," Jenny said. Guan Wen wanted to tell her that he had made his decision last night and
applied to go to the Middle East, but he swallowed the words.
Guan Wen and Xiao Yue hadn't been in contact for three weeks. Every time Guan Wen called, Xiao Yue wouldn't answer. Guan Wen
even thought about going to her company to talk to her face-to-face. Even if they were breaking up, they should at least meet and settle things.
This situation felt like a symphony reaching its climax when the power went out, abruptly stopping the music and
leaving Guan Wen feeling uneasy. That day, he thought about it and decided to try again. He went to the company conference room, picked up the phone,
and dialed Xiao Yue's number. Xiao Yue happened to be home that day. Her daughter was sick with a fever, so she had decided to work from home. The phone
rang, and seeing "unknown" on the caller ID, she answered.
"It's me," Guan Wen's voice was a little hoarse, lacking its usual magnetism. "I know you told me not
to contact you, but don't hang up, I just want to say a few words." Xiao Yue didn't move, remaining silent. “Xiaoyue,
I haven’t cared enough about you. I was wrong. I didn’t do a good enough job.” There was still silence on the other end of the phone. Guan Wen continued
, “I respect your opinion. We won’t continue this relationship. However, I hope we can still be ordinary
friends. We can have meals together and chat occasionally. Now that I can’t see you anymore, it’s hard for me to accept
. I never thought I cared about you this much. I’m not like my usual self anymore; I’ve never felt this way before
.” Guan Wen became increasingly sad as he spoke. He had always thought he was capable of letting go easily in relationships
, but he never expected Xiaoyue’s breakup to leave him so distraught. Xiaoyue didn’t answer, but
Guan Wen seemed to sense her melancholy and struggle from the soft breathing coming through the phone. “Xiaoyue,
actually, we don’t have many more days to see each other. I might be sent to the Middle East by my company. Although it’s a tough
place, it’s also a good place to escape.”
Xiaoyue was shocked. In just a few weeks, he had already gone through such a big thing. What had happened? His
pleading voice sounded a little pitiful. Had she gone too far with this grown man? Being just friends
should still be okay, right?
Guan Wen asked, "Are you alright? How's work these past few weeks? How's your daughter?" Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief, as if
she had been holding her breath the whole time. "My daughter had a slight fever. She took some medicine and it's gone." Hearing Xiao Yue's
voice, Guan Wen's heart immediately relaxed. "Is there anything I can help you with? I can come right away." "No,
no. I can manage. She'll be fine tomorrow." Xiao Yue quickly stopped her. "Take care of yourself, be careful of your
health," Guan Wen said gently. "If you get sick, I'll be heartbroken." Xiao Yue couldn't bear to hear Guan Wen say such
things; they made her feel weak. She composed herself and said, "Thank you for your concern. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Guan Wen tactfully
hung up the phone.
On her way home, Guan Wen turned on the radio in her car. The currently popular song "Mice Love Rice" was playing. "
I love you, I love you, just like mice love rice." Guan Wen hummed along to the music, thinking to herself, "Who wrote these lyrics
? Mice love rice? They'd be starving if they didn't eat it for a day." Guan Wen smiled. The day after
the affair (10)
, Guan Wen deliberately changed into the blue plaid shirt that Xiao Yue liked. He arrived at the office early and
finished the work he needed to complete. Around 11:00, he sent a text message to Xiao Yue: "Is the baby feeling better? You look tired.
Let's have lunch together today, I'll make you feel better." A moment later, Xiao Yue's reply appeared on the screen, "Okay." Guan
Wen replied again: "Want to go to a hotel? You're tired, you should lie down." After waiting for a long time, Xiao Yue didn't reply.
Actually, Xiao Yue hadn't had a good time for the past three weeks either. Every night, she lay in bed, thinking about Guan Wen's bad points,
such as his infidelity to his wife and his womanizing ways, to encourage herself to persevere and ignore Guan Wen.
However, in the dead of night, Xiao Yue's mind would always uncontrollably drift towards him. Sliding into those once-cherished,
damp, and passionate memories, her body uncontrollably heated up, yearning for Guan Wen's caresses and touches. Many nights
she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. During the day, she worked frantically, filling her days with meetings
to try and push Guan Wen out of her mind.
Her decision was right, without a doubt. Morally speaking, their relationship was a complete
mistake. From a personal standpoint, she was like a moth drawn to a flame, destined to be burned one day. Guan Wen
was not worthy of her love, nor did she have the right to love him. He belonged to someone else! But why wouldn't her heart and body
obey her mind? Then she thought, Guan Wen was actually quite a good man. Although
he had cheated, he was still very responsible towards his family, carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, and caring for his wife and children with
utmost tenderness. Xiao Yue couldn't understand how Guan Wen could separate her so clearly from his wife. He was tender and
affectionate towards her, and caring and considerate towards his wife. Did he have two completely separate channels in his mind?
At 12:00, Guan Wen went to pick up Xiao Yue. She wasn't wearing a suit today, but a blue dress. The neckline
was zipped up, tightly cinching her bust, and the hem of the dress hugged her shapely hips, falling
just above her knees. As soon as Xiao Yue got in the car, Guan Wen smiled at her, squeezed her hand, and said softly, "It's so
nice to see you." Xiao Yue ignored him, sat down, and looked out the window. Guan Wen held the steering wheel with one hand and held Xiao Yue
's hand tightly with the other, his fingers tracing small circles in her palm.
"Don't you want to rest at the hotel?" Guan Wen tentatively suggested. "Didn't you say we'd only be friends?" Xiao Yue
said with a straight face. "Xiao Yue, look, I specially went to Portman to buy you your favorite tuna sandwich." Guan Wen
pointed to a plastic bag in the car, the name of this upscale Western restaurant on it. "Let's find a place to sit
down then," Xiao Yue said. Guan Wen turned and drove towards the secluded western suburbs. He knew there was a parking lot there
, not many people.
The parking lot was surrounded by trees, sunlight filtering through the leaves, creating small bright
spots on the ground and the car hood. When the wind blew, the little spots danced together. Xiao Yue thought it was beautiful, amazed that such
a parking lot still existed in Shanghai. Besides their car, there was also a truck, but no one was inside.
"You've been working hard lately," Guan Wen said. "Is your daughter back at school?"
"She's better. Are you going to the Middle East?"
"I've been thinking about it. And I have the opportunity. You're ignoring me, and I feel bored, so why don't I go out and see something?"
"Don't make it sound so serious," Xiao Yue felt it was unfair for Guan Wen to attribute the trip abroad to her.
"You're only thinking about your family. I'm just someone you see when you have free time or desire."
"Xiao Yue, do you really think that way? You don't understand me at all. But to be honest, I don't understand
myself this time either. Why am I so hung up on you? I am thinking about my family, but I also love you. I left my responsibilities to
my wife and gave my love to you. Is that wrong?"
"Since you don't love her, why cling to this marriage? If it's really as you say, that you've given all your love to
me, I find it hard to believe you can share a bed with a woman you don't love at all, and for a lifetime!" Xiao Yue
was a little agitated.
Guan Wen calmed down, seemingly considering something. Outside the car window, it was quiet, only the wind rustling the leaves and sunlight
dancing on the hood.
Guan Wen slowly said, "Of all the couples in this world, how many truly love the person lying
next to them? How many truly think about the person they face every day? Marriage doesn't actually belong to just
the two of you; it also belongs to your children, your elders, your extended family, and your life.
" In their social circles, people often marry young, thinking that as long as two people love each other, that's enough. Little do they know that loving each other is easy,
but being compatible is difficult. If a couple is incompatible, no matter how much love they have, it won't last. But
how many Chinese couples truly know before marriage whether they are a good match or not? Even if they are compatible now, what about later? Marriage is for a lifetime
. Taking responsibility isn't difficult; what's difficult is loving from the heart. Xiaoyue, don't you think we're actually a good match? How
many couples are as compatible as we are?"
Guan Wen continued, "I had just graduated from university when I met my wife. Later, I went to Beijing for graduate school, and she
waited for me for two whole years. During that time, I met other girls in Beijing, but she didn't give up on me."
She continued to wait for me, and even came to Beijing to see me many times. After returning to Shanghai, I went to her home to meet her parents. Her mother said, "Our daughter has waited
for you for so long; you must take responsibility for her." How could I, a grown man, betray her deep affection? From that
moment on, I decided I must take good care of her. Only after marriage did I realize that marriage is not so simple.”
Xiao Yue fell silent. She thought of her previous marriage. How deeply in love they were when they first married, their hearts
overflowing with passion and happiness every day. Even during those two years of loneliness, their ideal of love never wavered
. But distance cruelly separated them, handing her husband's heart over to another woman who was close to him
. This is humanity—fragile and complex. Our hearts and bodies do not listen to our minds;
love and morality are no match for reality. A single blow.
Xiao Yue looked at the man before her. He had a young, handsome face and tender eyes, but his
expression couldn't hide the marks life had left on him. She sighed unconsciously. Guan Wen gently pulled
Xiao Yue into his arms. The two remained silent.
After a long while, Guan Wen said, "I know what we're doing is morally wrong. But I can't bear to be apart from
you. I've missed you so much these past few weeks, really." Guan Wen lowered his head, trying to capture Xiao Yue's lips.
Xiao Yue's face flushed slightly. She turned away, avoiding Guan Wen's search, burying her head in his chest, hearing his heart
pounding, his breathing becoming heavy and rapid.
Guan Wen liked this woman's shyness, the contrast to how she was in bed. "Look at you, you've lost weight.
Is your allergy all better?" Guan Wen used his fingers to tuck Xiao Yue's hair behind her ears. "Good girl, lift your head, let
me take a good look." Xiao Yue raised her head, but her eyes were still looking down at the ground. Guan Wen's hand stroked Xiao Yue's face
, occasionally sliding to her earlobe and gently touching it.
"You really haven't thought about me?" Guan Wen said in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, not at all?"
"I haven't," Xiao Yue said, contradicting herself.
"Really? Then I have."
"Thought about what?" Xiao Yue asked knowingly.
Guan Wen whispered in her ear, "Thought about you as a person, and also your body, and also your little vixen-like appearance."
His lips slid down Xiao Yue's ear to her cheek, landing on the corner of her mouth, lightly touching it
. Xiao Yue was tickled and her body went limp. Guan Wen wrapped one arm around her waist and slowly unzipped
the neckline of her skirt with the other. Xiao Yue's bra had no padding, and her white breasts were squeezed through the semi-transparent lace.
Guan Wen let out a soft moan and leaned down to kiss her passionately. "Your skin is so nice," he murmured
, then teased her already erect nipples with the tip of his tongue through the lace of her bra. "I can't take it anymore, I want to ride you
." As he spoke, he placed his hand on Xiao Yue's thigh, his fingers slipping inside the blue hem of her skirt, forcefully and irresistibly
pushing inward. His other hand pressed firmly against her slightly upturned buttocks from behind. Xiao Yue leaned forward,
resting on the man's shoulder, panting softly.
(Cheating (XI) 2007-09-20) 09:04:06
Note: Thank you all for your encouragement. To live up to your expectations, I wrote another
piece before boarding the plane.
That day, Xiao Yue overslept. After dropping her child off at school, she rushed to the company. A new female colleague had recently
joined, and being particularly proactive, she even scheduled a meeting for 8:30 AM. Xiao Yue entered the meeting room at 8:45 AM
. She smiled apologetically at everyone and sat down, only to find a blond-haired Mike standing out
among them. He winked mischievously at Xiao Yue.
Today's meeting was about personnel arrangements for several projects. Xiao Yue felt her phone vibrate.
Picking it up, she saw a text message from Mike: "I've applied to join your project team." Xiao Yue looked up and saw Mike
pretending to listen attentively to his colleague's speech.
"Xiao Yue, your project needs an economic analyst. How about sending Li Jian to help you?"
"..." Xiao Yue hesitated. "
Didn't I already apply to go to this project?" Mike, an economic analyst, didn't have time to say.
"I've thought about it. Xiao Yue's project client is Chinese, so it's better to send a Chinese person. You should support
the other project in cooperation with the Singapore branch." The female colleague said.
Mike was a little disappointed, but didn't say anything more. Xiao Yue sent him a text message: Next time. The new female colleague
then began to talk about her new ideas on personnel arrangements, her experience abroad, etc., and talked on and on. Xiao
Yue's phone vibrated again. It was a text message from Mike, with a smiley face added: You can really talk, university professor! Xiao Yue could
n't help but laugh. She replied: What you said makes sense. Mike replied: Talking about this at 8:30 in the morning? Plus a funny
face. Xiao Yue thought this British colleague, who was younger than her, was very funny. He was not like the kind of rigid gentleman described in novels
, but had some characteristics of a Beijing boy: straightforward, cheerful, and interesting.
Unconsciously, her thoughts drifted to Guan Wen. What has he been busy with lately? We had arranged to meet yesterday
, but he canceled at the last minute, saying he had something urgent to attend to. Yesterday afternoon, he sent a text message saying not to contact him this morning,
and that we wouldn't be able to meet at noon either. What happened?
At noon, Mike invited Xiao Yue to lunch at the Portman Theatre. Xiao Yue glanced at the theatre's program for the second half of the year
. The Portman Theatre wasn't large, but it frequently hosted performances by excellent international groups. "Yo-Yo Ma!"
Xiao Yue exclaimed, "I especially love his music." Mike leaned closer and asked, "Who is he?" "How could you not
know him? A cello artist, he's amazing." Xiao Yue pouted. Mike asked, "Do you have any of his CDs?
Can I borrow them?" "Of course. I can lend you his *Soul of Tango*." Xiao Yue said, "
This piece is in the tango style, tender and passionate." Xiao Yue was a little excited, her face flushed, and her eyes shone
. She especially loved *Soul of Tango*; the cello's narration was sometimes fiery and unrestrained, sometimes plaintive and
sorrowful, moving and deeply affecting. Every time she heard this piece, she felt an immense surge of tenderness within her.
She also gave Guan Wen a CD so he could play it in the car. Sometimes the two of them would hug each other, close their eyes, and listen, thoroughly
enjoying themselves. Xiao Yue suddenly noticed that Mike was staring at her somewhat absentmindedly, his eyes revealing a curious interest. She
guessed she had been a little out of line, so she changed the subject, saying, "Let's go eat."
Guan Wen finally called that afternoon. "Where have you been? You've been gone like a ghost," Xiao Yue said reproachfully. "I'm
sorry, Xiao Yue," Guan Wen's voice sounded heavy. "My wife is sick. I took her to the doctor yesterday. The doctor
suggested a CT scan today. The results weren't good." "What's wrong?" "It seems like there's something in her stomach, but it's very small
. " "Guan Wen said. Xiao Yue gasped. "Is it benign?" "We need to do more tests to know. I hope it's
benign... I can't be with you for the next few days. I'll let you know what's going on. I'm hanging up now, take care."
Guan Wen was calling from the hospital. His wife had been complaining of stomach pain and couldn't eat. So he took her for
a checkup yesterday. He never expected such a result. Whether it's benign or malignant, surgery is inevitable. The doctor
recommended immediate hospitalization. He stayed with his wife at the hospital all night, without sleeping a wink.
His wife couldn't bear to see her get such a disease at such a young age. Last night..." She kept crying. Guan Wen kept comforting her, holding her and soothing her until she slowly fell asleep.
Guan Wen entered the ward; his wife was half-asleep. He sat down by the bed, looking at the
woman he had been with for over ten years. Curled up under the thin sheet, her face looked pale and thin on the large white pillow, completely
unlike her usual fierce self, instead filled with a helpless expression. Guan Wen remembered when they first met;
he was attracted by her submissiveness and gentleness. It was this helpless expression that made him feel a
sense of responsibility to take care of her for the rest of his life. When did everything change? Was it because of what happened three years ago? Or perhaps even earlier?
I remember it was only two years after we got married when Guan Wen's colleagues threw him a birthday party. Several of the company's energetic young
women insisted on kissing him on the cheek to celebrate. He didn't feel comfortable refusing, thinking it was just a party and a bit of fun
. But his wife saw the photos, and she made a huge scene all night. No matter how he explained, it was no use
. Another time, it seemed a former girlfriend had come back from America, and they had dinner together. Guan Wen didn't think much of it and casually
mentioned it, resulting in another night of drama. Guan Wen didn't understand why his wife was so insecure
. Was it because he had several girlfriends during their courtship, many of whom were better than his wife, so
she never felt secure? Guan Wen thought that as long as he took good care of his family and wife, she would
gradually start to trust him. If she didn't love you, why would she take care of you like this? But things didn't
go as he imagined. His wife remained suspicious of him and took his contributions to the family for granted,
failing to appreciate them. He himself, too, became accustomed to the typical Shanghai man's routine of buying, cooking, and cleaning
, eventually becoming numb to it all.
Three years ago, a recent college graduate joined the company and was assigned to work under him. Guan Wen took good care of her
; sometimes they would eat and chat, developing a slightly special feeling, but nothing more
. Guan Wen felt very relaxed around this naive girl, and the feeling of being admired made him comfortable
. The girl looked at him with tender affection, which Guan Wen quite enjoyed. One evening, a text message appeared on his phone
: "Thank you for the wonderful evening. I'm still thinking about our conversation. Sleep well, see you tomorrow." He was
taking a shower at the time. His wife read the message and erupted in a furious rage, crying and shouting. They already had a child then, and Guan
Wen remembers his daughter crying in fear, sobbing and calling for her father. Ah, that was truly a night he didn't want to recall.
From then on, his wife was very strict with him. Guan Wen sometimes wondered, "Isn't she tired of this? She must
be suffering inside. In a marriage where she's constantly on guard, isn't she always in a state of tension
?" But Guan Wen, the one who started this suffering, what right did he have to advise his wife? To
tell her to forget? To tell her to forgive?
Guan Wen vaguely remembered reading somewhere that love is like sand in your palm; if you hold it too tightly, the sand
will slip through your fingers; if you open your fingers, the sand will stay still, resting in your palm, belonging to you. He truly hoped his wife could
understand this. He recalled what he had told Xiao Yue that day: he reserved all his love for her and left the responsibility to
his wife. Was that accurate? At this moment, looking at his wife sleeping soundly before him, the pitiful little woman,
why did his heart soften so much? Why did his tears fall unknowingly when he learned of her illness this morning
? If his wife opened her fingers, would Guan Wen become that sand resting in her palm
? And Xiao Yue? Did he really love her? Xiao Yue… Guan Wen silently called out that name in his heart
. He squeezed the phone in his hand, about to get up, when his wife woke up. (
Cheating (12) 2007-09-24 09:05:26)
“You’re awake. How are you feeling?” Guan Wen asked his wife with concern.
"Thank goodness, where's the baby?" The wife glanced around.
“You’re with Mom and Dad. I sent them home after you fell asleep. Don’t worry, everything’s arranged.”
“Have the test results come back?”
“The doctor said it’s benign. I told you before, it’ll be fine. The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. They’ll remove a very small part of
my stomach.”
“I’m scared,” his wife grabbed Guan Wen’s hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Shh… I’m here, don’t be afraid of anything!” Guan Wen’s tone was gentle yet firm. “I’ve already taken
leave from work and will stay with you at the hospital these next few days. I’ll take you into the operating room tomorrow and pick you up when you come out.”
“…” His wife nodded. “But, with this illness, I’ll be half-crippled. You
’ll despise me even more.”
“Don’t think like that. What would I be doing here if I despised you? Look at you, you don’t trust anyone. I’m not going
home tonight. I’ll stay here in Ruian and stay with you.”
His wife’s nose twitched, but she didn’t say anything.
Guan Wen squeezed his wife’s hand and said, “Sleep a little longer, prepare for tomorrow.” He stood up, drew
the curtains to make the room darker, and then went to find the doctor.
"It's lucky, benign. But we can only be sure after the surgery," the doctor said. Guan Wen looked around to make sure
no one was there, then took a bulging envelope from his pocket and handed it to the doctor. "Please take care of me tomorrow."
"I'll do my best," the doctor said, taking the envelope.
Guan Wen felt relieved. Xiao Yue had been missing Guan Wen these past few days. After their breakup and reunion, their feelings for each other had only deepened. Because
she understood Guan Wen's helplessness, Xiao Yue felt a maternal tenderness towards him. Guan Wen's birthday was approaching
, and she bought him a Montblanc pen to give him. She wondered how his wife's condition was. She guessed she
was having surgery in the next couple of days. Guan Wen hadn't called. Xiao Yue didn't dare to contact him first. With such a
thing happening in his family, Xiao Yue knew her place.
Taking advantage of Guan Wen's busy schedule these past few days, Xiao Yue worked hard during the day to advance the project. She went home early in the evening to play with her daughter. Mike had invited her to lunch for several days in a row, and Xiao Yue always invited 　　other colleagues from
the project team along.
They decided to go together.
That noon, Mike came over again: "Yue, let's go to the Portman. Yo-Yo Ma's concert tickets are on
sale." "Really? I was just thinking about that too," Xiao Yue said. Several young female colleagues from the company
happened to be going out together and asked, "Want to go lunch together?" Before Xiao Yue could answer, Mike said
, "Yue and I have a working lunch. We can't go with you." Then, he winked at Xiao Yue.
After the colleagues left, the two of them, as if harboring a little scheme, walked out of the office building one after the other.
There was already a long line in front of the ticket counter. Xiao Yue stood in front, and Mike stood behind. About half an hour later, it was
Xiao Yue's turn. The ticket seller asked, "How many tickets do you want?" Xiao Yue hesitated for a moment and said, "One." "I'll
buy one too ." "A seat next to her." Mike, standing behind, leaned over and said in broken Chinese.
Then he whispered in Xiao Yue's ear, "I've also started to like the cello. Would you mind watching with me?"
In the taxi on the way back, Mike and Xiao Yue chatted about their respective projects. Mike was a smart man and
offered many ideas for Xiao Yue's project. Xiao Yue said, "I really should let you join my project next time." "I'm afraid that's not possible
," Mike said unexpectedly. "Changed your mind? Now you understand me, and think I'm too fierce? You don't want to apply
to my team anymore?" Xiao Yue teased. Mike didn't laugh, looking at Xiao Yue seriously for a long while before
saying, "Yue, haven't you really noticed? I want to date you. So it's best not to be in the same project
team." Although Xiao Yue had a premonition, she
was still shocked and dizzy when Mike said those words . She tried to appear calm and said, "Mike, you're an excellent colleague. Join my
project team; we'll be great work partners." To avoid embarrassing Mike, she added, "
Many young women in the company are pursuing you. I'm getting old." Xiao Yue smiled playfully at the serious Mike. "
I don't care about any of that!" Mike said. "Chinese people consider factors when choosing a partner, such as age, income, background
, education, etc. I don't think about that. I think you're mature and charming. I want to be with you." Mike's
usual sunny disposition vanished; his serious expression made him look older than his actual age
. Xiao Yue lowered her head, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Mike, I'm not a naive young girl anymore. I don't have
the energy for romantic love. It's not that I haven't thought about finding a father for my daughter. But I don't think we're
suitable." She kept her eyes downcast as she spoke. "Yue, you haven't even gotten to know me, how do you know we're not
suitable? I think we are. I like children, you don't need to worry about that."
Mike, who was usually as carefree and playful as a big boy, now had a man's determination, even domineering. Xiao Yue was a little overwhelmed, her face began
to flush, and her heart pounded. This feeling was something she had only felt many years ago when her boyfriend was pursuing her. She
couldn't speak, but fortunately, the car stopped in front of their office building.
“I’m sorry, Yue, maybe I was too sudden today. I understand how you feel. You’re not ready yet,
but I can wait.” Mike finished speaking and got out of the car, leaving Xiao Yue sitting there, stunned. She remembered the last
time she felt the same way was in Singapore. Mike knew she was sick and went out that night to buy her medicine and bring it
to her room.
That afternoon, Xiao Yue really wanted to talk to Guan Wen, so she risked calling him. On the other end of the line,
Guan Wen’s voice was serious and businesslike, which sounded particularly grating to Xiao Yue today: “I’m taking leave this week. If you need
anything, please contact the deputy manager…” Before Guan Wen could finish speaking, Xiao Yue slammed the phone down. After hanging up the phone, she
stared blankly at the computer screen for a long time.
That night, after her daughter fell asleep, Xiao Yue lay alone in bed. The chirping of insects outside
clearly reached the room on this late summer/early autumn night, making her toss and turn, unable to sleep. She drifted in and out of sleep until midnight when her phone
suddenly rang. It was Guan Wen, who was driving home from the hospital to pick up some things. He asked if Xiao Yue was asleep and if she could stop
by to see her. Xiao Yue immediately got out of bed, combed her hair, and changed into a cotton dress resembling a cheongsam.
She went to her daughter's room, looked around, and gently closed the door. She stood at her own door waiting for Guan Wen
to... (Chapter 13) 2007-09-27 05:05:33
Sorry, this episode is a bit erotic. If you are a minor, could you please not read on? Thank you.
Guan Wen found Xiao Yue's house by following the address she had sent him. He knocked lightly, and the door
opened. Xiao Yue wore a cheongsam-style dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure. The neckline was altered
, low-cut. Her hair wasn't down, but rather styled in a high ponytail,
revealing her fair neck. Guan Wen pulled Xiao Yue into his arms, holding her tightly. "Oh, I missed you so much!"
he said, about to kiss her. "Not here," Xiao Yue said coquettishly, struggling to break free from his embrace. She took
Guan Wen's hand and led him into the bedroom. "Our daughter is asleep. Be gentle, okay?"
The two sat down in Xiao Yue's room, the bedside lamp casting a dim light. Xiao Yue finally saw the sight of the past few days she had spent...
Guan Wen, whom she had longed for, was right in front of her, looking tired, his clothes not as neat as usual, but his eyes
were still bright and full of tender longing, making Xiao Yue's heart ache. "I'm sorry, Xiao Yue, I've neglected
you these past few days. My family was all home this afternoon, so I couldn't answer your calls. I'm sorry I made you angry." Guan Wen said, pressing his lips to Xiao
Yue's bare arm and giving it a long kiss. "I've been so busy lately, spending every night at the hospital. You don't blame me,
do you?" He then pulled Xiao Yue into his arms. The little resentment Xiao Yue felt that afternoon had
vanished. She nuzzled her head against Guan Wen's chest and said, "I understand. I just suddenly felt a pang of longing for you this afternoon
... Is she alright?" "The surgery was successful. Now she just needs to recuperate. Maybe because she's not feeling well,
she's in a bad mood and often gets angry with me. I can only do my best. That's how it is when you're sick." "You
've gone through so much." Xiao Yue wrapped her arms around Guan Wen. Guan Wen stroked Xiao Yue's hair, her back, her shoulders
, and sighed, "I really miss you, but I can't come to see you." He suddenly chuckled and
said, "Even if I came to see you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to." "You can't even be able to?" Xiao Yue
said playfully, "I don't believe it..." As she spoke, she put her lips to Guan Wen's ear and gently
nibbled at his earlobe like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves. "Hey, you little devil, are you trying to kill me? I haven't slept well for days." Guan Wen
protested verbally. Her body began to react. Xiao Yue clung to Guan Wen like a snake, her lips
moving from his ear to his neck, then kissing her way down to his nape, unbuttoning his shirt, kissing his chest, and then
sliding down to his abdomen, lingering at the very bottom, her tongue teasing Guan Wen. Guan Wen let out a soft "oh,"
pressing Xiao Yue onto the bed, his lips against her burning lips. Their long-suppressed desires ignited suddenly
.
Outside, the night was cool and still. The Nissan waited quietly. The room was hot, but Guan Wen pulled open Xiao Yue's clothes
. "Back to my hometown again," he murmured, lowering his head to kiss her breast passionately. Xiao
Yue saw Guan Wen's black hair against her white skin, and a surge of heat rushed through her body
. "Come on, get up," Guan Wen said. Xiao Yue obediently got up, kneeling on the bed, supporting herself with her hands as she leaned
forward, her head bowed low. Guan Wen cupped Xiao Yue's round, upturned buttocks in his hands and kissed them several times. He said, "Beautiful
, just like always." With that, he inserted his already large member into her wet body.
At the same moment, both of them tried to restrain themselves but couldn't, letting out a muffled cry. Xiao Yue felt a
ticklish sensation in her lower abdomen, as if a faint electric current was passing through her. The intruder inside her grew larger and larger, fully filling her
body, thrusting against the walls of her increasingly swollen vagina. "So hard," she couldn't help but
cry out. "Do you like it?" "Guan Wen asked. "...Like." Xiao Yue's voice had
the soft, sweet quality typical of southern girls when she said those two words, as if she was shy about saying them. Soon after, she was
propelled towards orgasm by Guan Wen's increasingly rapid thrusts. When she reached her peak, she couldn't help but clench her fists and squeeze Guan Wen's penis tightly. A
surge of heat gushed from her body. Xiao Yue thought the sheets were probably going to be wet again. At this moment, Guan Wen hadn't reached
his orgasm yet. He turned Xiao Yue over again, lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders. Xiao Yue felt like she was being thrown into
the sky, and higher and higher. The immense pleasure made her mind go blank, and every pore
of her body was filled with boiling blood. She couldn't help but moan. Guan Wen's blood instantly concentrated on his penis,
which was tightly wrapped by the hot, lubricated Xiao Yue, and then he ejaculated. At the same time, Xiao Yue orgasmed
again. She put her fist in her mouth, holding back her cries, and tears welled up in her eyes
. “Guan Wen, this feels so good…” Xiao Yue cried.
The two hugged tightly and lay down side by side. “This is enough for me!” Guan Wen said. “I feel the same way,”
Xiao Yue said. That night, Guan Wen slept at Xiao Yue’s house. He lay face up on Xiao Yue’s bed, snoring softly
. Xiao Yue remembered reading somewhere that babies and young children love to sleep face up because they
feel safe and unguarded. Guan Wen was like that now. A maternal love welled up in Xiao Yue’s heart, and she couldn’t help but
stroke Guan Wen’s forehead. When Xiao Yue got up in the morning, Guan Wen was still fast asleep. Xiao Yue left a note and placed 　　the Montblanc pen
she had bought for Guan Wen on top of it. 　　“Darling, there’s breakfast in the fridge. You must eat it so you have the energy.” "J, you forgot? Today is your 　　birthday! Happy birthday! I'm going to work. Promise me you won't overwork yourself. Remember to take care of 　　yourself while taking care of others, okay? Xiaoyue." 　　At noon, Xiaoyue received a text message from Guan Wen: "Thank you for the gift. Actually, you gave me two: 　　one last night and one this morning. I like them both. I'm in the hospital now. Take good care of yourself. I love you." 　　After work, Xiaoyue went to a nearby shopping mall. She bought a new dress for her daughter and also 　　bought one for Guan Wen's daughter. She also bought coloring books and crayons for both children. She had 　　the salesperson wrap the gift for Guan Wen's daughter in colorful gift wrapping paper. "It would be nice to have two children," Xiaoyue thought. " 　　I will definitely take good care of Guan Wen's daughter." Xiaoyue was startled by this sudden thought 　　. Could it be that subconsciously she wanted to marry Guan Wen? Was that possible?...Why not? If Guan Wen truly loves 　　her, loves her so passionately, perhaps one day he will have the courage to pursue her regardless of everything. Last night, so passionate 　　, Guan Wen exclaimed, "This life is enough." If this continues, will Guan Wen abandon his wife for her 　　? Xiao Yue suddenly misses Guan Wen very much. She wants to see him and ask him. 　　Infidelity (14) 2007-09-28 08:23:59 　　When she met Guan Wen again, it was noon a week later, in Guan Wen's car. Guan Wen's vacation was almost over 　　. He rushed to the office to do some things and stopped by to see Xiao Yue. Xiao Yue 　　handed him the gift she had prepared for Guan Wen's daughter. Guan Wen said thank you. Because of the time rush, Guan Wen was in a hurry to leave. Xiao Yue had something in her heart

"Just give me a few minutes, okay?" Xiao Yue asked, grabbing Guan Wen's arm. "Of course. I'll do anything for you," Guan Wen replied. "I
want to ask you something. Do you love me?" Guan Wen smiled
. "Do you even need to ask?" "I want you to tell me," Xiao Yue said sweetly. "Yes, of course I love you," Guan Wen said, playfully pinching Xiao Yue's nose. "Then... then will you
marry me someday?" Xiao Yue asked, mustering her courage. "Silly girl, what are you thinking? I'm in a hurry to leave, and you're still joking with me
," Guan Wen said, pinching Xiao Yue's cheek. "Who's joking with you?" Xiao Yue pouted like a child.
"Have you even thought about it?"
Guan Wen's smile froze. He looked at Xiao Yue thoughtfully. After a while, he said, "You're not
an immature little girl. You should understand." "I don't understand," Xiao Yue said stubbornly. "Xiao Yue,
you know my situation. Now that she's sick, I can't abandon her. Don't think about these impossible
things. Isn't this good enough for us? Hey, don't stand there like an idiot, I'm running late, I have to rush back."
Guan Wen was a little anxious. Xiao Yue's tenderness plummeted to freezing point after Guan Wen's words. Moreover, Guan
Wen was so impatient. Xiao Yue felt that the passionate intimacy between the two of them a few days ago was like a movie, gone
as soon as it ended. Her eyes were moist, and her voice became sour: "I knew you never even thought about
having any long-term plans with me. What am I? At most, your sex object, a bastard who secretly
..." "She secretly makes you happy. She's the pain in your heart, the person you'll cherish for life." "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Guan Wen covered Xiao Yue's mouth with his hand. "How can you think of our relationship like that?"
Neither of them spoke. Guan Wen looked at the windshield. Xiao Yue stared out the window, her chest heaving
.
After a long silence, Guan Wen broke it first. "I've actually thought about being with you forever. Being this close to you
, it would be a lie to say I haven't thought about it. But every time such a thought arises, I try my best to banish it from my mind.
Men are more realistic than women. If we both lose our minds, many people around us will be hurt
. Xiao Yue, you're a smart person. Are you willing to let the people we care about suffer because of our happiness
? Including the children?" Xiao Yue couldn't answer. Guan Wen was right. Her own marriage had been
ruined by someone else, leaving her children fatherless. Did she really want to repeat that mistake? She sighed and said, "How could I
not understand? But I'm a single mother. No matter how independent a woman is, she can't escape the thought of finding a home. That night we
slept together, and I felt especially at ease. It's different having a man at home." Guan Wen reached out and stroked Xiao
Yue's hair, looking at her face, and said, "I know, I'm sorry you had to go through that."
The two of them fell silent again. After a long silence, Guan Wen sighed deeply, murmuring as if in a dream
, "Sometimes I've fantasized about having a week, just the two of us, going on
vacation to a faraway, beautiful place, eating, making love, making love, sleeping. No one around us knows us. We
can walk hand-in-hand in broad daylight, kissing in the street. Just one week like that would be enough. I
wouldn't ask for more. To live such a simple life like this, I would have no regrets." Xiao Yue felt
a pang of sorrow. She wanted to say to Guan Wen, "You only need one week? You can
go back to your wife without regret and continue being a good husband? What about me? Where can I go back to?"
They sat there for a long time, then Guan Wen said, "I really have to go." Xiao Yue actually understood what Guan Wen
was talking about today. But for some reason, his words still carried a hint of hostility: "Go ahead, go and cherish your family
. I'll only use you when you need me anyway." Guan Wen frowned, seemingly trying to control
himself, but his words came out calmly: "Xiao Yue, you're different from her. You're a strong woman, with
your own career, independent. You're equal to men. There's no question of one of us taking advantage of the other in our sex life
." "Ask yourself honestly, do you want to be with me? Or are you just going to submit to me?" Xiao Yue remained silent. Guan Wen continued
, "She's always been a weak woman, needing care. At home, she relied on her parents, and after marriage, she relied on her husband.
Although she's fierce at first, how could she survive alone if she really left me?"
Xiao Yue calmed down and said, "I envy her. It's better for women to be a little weak. Someone like me
is a failure in life. Thinking about it, you're with me, except when we're making love, you really treat
me like a man. You ask for my opinion on your career development, let me revise your reports, and several times
I've helped you build connections at work. I accommodate your schedule, respect your family life, and never cause you trouble.
I'm like an excellent dancer for you." "It's easy to dance with her. I understand her every move. It looks
like you're the lead dancer, but the person following you needs to be exceptionally skilled to prevent any flaws in the dance. Right now, we're
very happy. I admit it. But what about later? Will I feel tired one day? Secretly waiting by someone else's bedside
for even a little bit of space…" Xiao Yue felt tears welling up in her eyes
. She sobbed, unable to continue. Guan Wen tenderly pulled Xiao Yue into his arms, hearing her sob
as she said, "I want to be a weak woman too. I want a man who truly belongs to me…"
Guan Wen patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Okay, okay, I know. Don't cry."
On the way home, Guan Wen kept thinking about his conversation with Xiao Yue. In the past, if a woman mentioned wanting to
marry Guan Wen, he would immediately break up with her. But this time was different. Guan Wen felt heartache and
pain. He felt sorry for Xiao Yue. Perhaps the ideal ending would be for Xiao Yue to fall in love with someone else and find happiness
. But could he bear to let her leave like this? Everyone has selfish desires. Guan Wen was no exception. Although Xiao Yue wasn't a
particularly beautiful woman, she had a vivid face, expressing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness—living
, real, and unpretentious. When she was enjoying sex, she expressed it without reservation. When she was angry, she was equally sharp-tongued.
Her body fascinated Guan Wen; her passion made her even more alluring. "It's not my fault," Guan Wen thought.
Who would let go of a woman like that? I remember a famous Russian poet named Pshin. He wrote a poem that
roughly translates to, "I have left you, my love, but I hope you love as many people as I loved you." Guan Wen doesn't
remember clearly. However, he thinks it's quite remarkable that this poet has such a broad mind. Will he be able to do that someday
?
(Adultery (15) 2007-09-29) 01:33:51
Saturday, Xiao Yue took her daughter to her parents' house. On the way, Xiao Yue asked her daughter, "Are you still
playing with Lily and the others? Why haven't you attended any of your friends' birthday parties in a while?" Her daughter said, "I made a new friend
, Tongtong. He's a transfer student, a boy." Xiao Yue quickly pressed, "Why do you like
playing with him?" Her daughter replied, "Mom, Tongtong is like me, he doesn't have a dad either. He told me not to tell anyone
. It's our little secret." Xiao Yue was stunned, speechless for a long time.
Her daughter had never had a father. Xiao Yue had told her that her father was in America, a very, very far place. He
can no longer return to China. But her father still misses her. When Xiao Yue first got divorced,
she discussed with her child's father asking him to call home every week to talk to their daughter. Although their daughter was still young, it would be
good for her to hear her father's voice. The newly divorced husband felt guilty towards Xiao Yue and their child and readily agreed. However, after returning to the United States, he
never contacted them again. Xiao Yue guessed that his new wife wouldn't agree. After all, they had their own child again, and that
was his complete family. Xiao Yue firmly believed that if it weren't for the child he had with that woman in the United States, her husband
would never have abandoned his family.
Wasn't Guan Wen the same? Actually, Guan Wen is a kind-hearted man. His wife hasn't had
marital relations with him for a long time. Other men would have divorced him long ago. He's holding onto the marriage for the sake of his child and his
parents, which isn't easy. If Guan Wen had married her without any resistance, Xiao Yue might
have doubts about his character. Xiao Yue has always liked a female host on Phoenix TV. A few years ago, she heard that she
married a successful divorced man. At first, Xiao Yue was happy that she had found love and felt
a little envious. But when she heard that the man had abandoned his nine-month-old baby and
his older child who had just started kindergarten, she felt terrible. His wife had just given birth to his child, who was only nine months
old—children that age are so tiring! He just waved goodbye and ran away without a trace. Xiao Yue
wasn't sure how accurate the gossip was, but... Afterwards, whenever she saw that female host's program, she couldn't help but
change the channel.
At her parents' house, as usual, she ate and drank well. After dinner, her grandfather played chess with the children. Her mother took
out a book and handed it to Xiao Yue: "This is Song Dandan's autobiography. It's quite good. Take it and read it when you have time."
Xiao Yue looked at the cover; it was a radiant photo of the famous comedian Song Dandan, her eyes revealing
a woman's confidence. "She used to be married to Yingda. Yingda had an affair, and she divorced him. She raised her son alone
; his name is interesting, Yingbatu. But life was hard. You'll understand when you read it. It wasn't easy. No matter
how strong a woman is, she still needs a home." Her mother said meaningfully. "And then what happened? She seems very happy."
Xiao Yue pointed to the photo. Her mother said, "Then what happened? Do you know Su Xiaoming? He's her good friend. He introduced her to a divorced
man with a daughter, and his conditions were quite good. They knew each other for 28 years..." They got married that very day. It was Song Dandan
who initiated it. You can read it yourself; she wrote it all down. Now the two of them are doing incredibly well. Her career is also thriving
.”
That evening, Xiao Yue read Song Dandan’s autobiography under the lamp. When she read the part about raising her child alone after her divorce, Xiao Yue
burst into tears, wiping away her tears with tissues, using up almost half a box. Song Dandan was also a strong-willed woman. Fortunately
, her second marriage was very happy, at least until she wrote the book. In the book, she wrote that she
changed Ying Batu’s name to Zhao Batu because during her son’s growth, it was Zhao’s father who taught him to ride a bicycle and helped him with
his homework. Xiao Yue couldn’t help but think of her own daughter. She should have a father who would take her to play football, catch crickets, talk about
science, and tell her stories from Romance of the Three Kingdoms, just like her father did for her when she was little.
On Monday at work, Xiao Yue was a little listless. She saw Guan Wen’s caller ID but didn’t want to answer. The project
was finished, and she decided to use the morning to process documents. Power banks were piled up everywhere on and under her desk. The report from INT
. Some useless things should be thrown away.
Guan Wen had been on leave for a long time and had just returned to work, extremely busy. Finally, his wife was discharged from the hospital. He hired a
housekeeper to take care of her at home and also asked his wife's parents to come and visit often. He would be busy for a while to catch up on
the work he had fallen behind on, and he would probably have to spend the next few days in the office. The next day, he sent Xiao Yue a text message to greet her.
Xiao Yue replied: Work is very busy. Take care. Guan Wen thought it was good that they were both busy. It would cool down their relationship and prevent Xiao Yue from overthinking again.
Moreover, by saving time to catch up on work, he wouldn't have to work overtime on the weekend and could settle things at home again
. Just like that, a week passed quickly.
Actually, Xiao Yue's birthday was this Friday. She and Guan Wen were the same age, their birthdays were close together.
Although Xiao Yue knew that Guan Wen was particularly busy this week, she still felt wronged. Her parents came to her house on Friday night, and the whole family celebrated her
birthday. Several good friends also sent text messages. Guan Wen, however, was like a kite with a broken string. Xiao Yue wondered, would he sneak out tonight
to call me? Or had a secret delivery been arranged beforehand?
Xiao Yue hadn't heard a word from Guan Wen by the next morning. Xiao Yue sighed; in this world, the closest people are still one's family
. With Guan Wen, naked in bed, after getting up, it seemed even less than a good friend.
Guan Wen had indeed forgotten Xiao Yue's birthday. He'd been coming home late these past two days, too tired to move
. Being a white-collar worker these days isn't easy. They look glamorous, moving in and out of high-end office buildings, impeccably dressed in suits, getting
Starbucks coffee in the morning—at first glance, they seem sophisticated. But in reality…
Beneath the glamorous exterior, almost every white-collar worker carries a weary heart. Dealing with the boss's demands, navigating interpersonal politics
, it's all mentally and physically exhausting. During Guan Wen's long leave, the deputy manager filled in. After a while, others couldn't help but wonder
if they could manage without Guan Wen. Guan Wen didn't want to be sidelined by his deputy. Upon returning to work, he rushed
through several projects, revised a few plans, and made minor adjustments to his staff.
On Friday, he invited Jenny, the boss's favorite, to dinner to learn about the latest personnel changes. Jenny was Guan
Wen's peer, in charge of another department. She was a typical "white-collar elite"
and a "triple-high" woman (high income, high position, high education), still unmarried.
There were several like her in the company.
"Who got the overseas assignments?" Guan Wen asked.
"The Middle East slots, you didn't apply for. It went to Simon. Logically, it shouldn't have been his turn," Jenny
said.
"I haven't been here these past few days. Has the boss said anything to you?" Guan Wen inquired.
“I told him about your family situation. He was quite sympathetic. However, it would be best to focus on business these days
.”
Jenny paused, then looked at Guan Wen with a shifty gaze and said, “These days,
there aren’t many men as loyal to their families as Manager Guan. Although Manager Guan is usually quite the ladies’ man, when it really matters,
he only has his wife in his eyes.”
Guan Wen didn’t understand what she meant, wondering to himself: No one should know about his relationship with Xiao Yue. Could
this gossip have found some clue?
Jenny added, "In a couple of days, the company should send someone to visit your wife. After all,
it's a serious illness."
"No need, no need," Guan Wen immediately waved his hand. "I appreciate the offer."
Jenny shook her head, her hair falling down her cheek. She looked at Guan Wen with a seductive gaze and said,
"The American consulting firm our company used last time was quite good. Recently, one of my college classmates got in
. We had lunch together yesterday, and apparently there's a lot of gossip about that company."
Guan Wen felt his heart sink. That company was where Xiao Yue worked. He
had a bad feeling about the woman in front of him. He thought for a moment and said, "Jenny, you know me, I'm not
interested in gossip. I'm very busy with work and family."
"Even if you're busy, you can still have lunch together. Exchange information, like today, isn't that good?"
Jenny looked at Guan Wen, turned slightly to the side, and gave him an ambiguous smile.
"Of course. It's my honor to dine with you," Guan Wen joked, while calling the waiter to settle
the bill.
It seemed he and Xiao Yue had overlooked something. Could it be the last time he visited Xiao Yue? Because they were in a hurry to
leave and time was limited, they parked near the Hongqiao office building. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yue asked about marriage
, and they talked for a long time; it seemed he even hugged her. How strange. Xiao Yue is single. And him
? If word got back home, wouldn't his wife get a new illness from the stress? Guan Wen decided to proceed cautiously, giving Xiao Yue the cold
shoulder for now. He had originally planned to send Xiao Yue an email to explain things properly, but he was too busy in the afternoon and missed it
. Over the weekend at home, he carefully and admirably cared for his wife and child.
That evening, Guan Wen's wife rested her head on his chest and said, "Thanks to you for taking care of me during my illness. Now I know
how true you are to me. From now on, let's not argue anymore, let's forget everything." Guan Wen felt a surge of warmth in his heart, a sense of
relief, as if the hardships of the past few years had finally been rewarded. His wife paused and continued, "We haven't
made love in so long, how have you managed?" Guan Wen's heart skipped a beat; this was a difficult question to answer.
Was his wife testing him? He thought for a moment and said, "It would be a lie to say I don't want it. But if you don't want it, am I supposed
to force you? You can solve it yourself." His wife was unusually open today; perhaps Guan Wen's
care for her had truly put her at ease. "Guan Wen, it's not that I absolutely don't want it, but I experience
a lot of pain during intercourse. Maybe it's because I'm too dry down there. Should we think of something? You mentioned it before..." Guan Wen
was quite surprised by his wife's change. Perhaps his marriage could really turn around? Why hadn't his wife realized this sooner?
Before, his body was with other women, but his heart had never strayed. Now that he had met Xiao Yue, his
heart had already strayed; could he ever get it back?
In the middle of the night, Guan Wen woke up. For some reason, he felt restless and couldn't fall back asleep. He poured himself a
glass of water and sat in the living room. He'd been working too hard lately and hadn't had a moment of quiet solitude in a long time. In the
stillness of the night, his longing for Xiao Yue, like a small snake, unexpectedly but firmly and silently climbed into his heart,
firmly coiling there, refusing to leave. What was she doing now? Lying sweetly in bed in her pajamas? Xiao
Yue's image appeared before Guan Wen's eyes. He shook his head, trying to banish the thought.
He should let things cool down with Xiao Yue for a while. He wondered what Jenny had found out. Besides, Xiao Yue had been
having some wild thoughts lately. This woman was both lovable and difficult to control. When she was angry, she was sharp-tongued, but when she was passionate
, she was like a little beast, sometimes docile, sometimes wild. Thinking this, Guan Wen suddenly felt a movement below his body,
and then another. Oh my god... He looked at the bedroom; his wife was still asleep. Then he went to the bathroom
.
Infidelity (Sixteen) 2007-10-01 02:30:13
Compared to Guan Wen, Xiao Yue had a much richer weekend schedule. The company's annual "family day"
was held at the Jianguo Hotel, located in the former French Concession. The hotel building was a Western-style building from old Shanghai in the 1930s,
with a particularly large lawn in front of it. The company suggested that married couples and those with children bring their whole family, while single individuals
could help organize children's programs during the event if they wish. That day, a large white
tent was set up on the lawn, offering food, drinks, and various entertainment programs, accompanied by lively music, and filled with balloons and flowers.
The children ran around, creating a lively scene. Xiao Yue's daughter, seeing this, was overjoyed and grabbed her mother's hand,
shouting, "Mommy, hurry up, hurry up!" Before they even reached the tent, they saw a clown uncle handing out balloons,
surrounded by a circle of children. Xiao Yue's daughter let go of her mother's hand, squeezing through the crowd while yelling, "I want a
green one, a green one!" The clown uncle looked in Xiao Yue's direction, handed her a green balloon, and then
made a face at her. Xiao Yue looked closely and burst out laughing. It was Mike, wearing a plastic red nose and
a brightly colored clown costume; she almost didn't recognize him. After handing out the balloons, Mike walked over to a blonde, blue-eyed
young woman. Only then did Xiao Yue notice the girl; she was holding a camera and taking pictures of the children
.
Mike pulled the woman over, "Hello, Yue. This is my sister. She came to Shanghai to visit me. Lisa,
this is Yue."
"It's nice to see you," Xiao Yue said.
“You’re Yue?” The girl’s eyes widened, then she giggled.
“Balloon, balloon…” Several children crowded around, and Mike started busying himself again.
Xiao Yue was a little confused to see the girl laughing so happily, but she couldn’t help but laugh along.
“I’ve finally met you,” Lisa said. “Mike often talks about you, saying he found a mysterious and beautiful
‘Miss Shanghai.’ I asked him to introduce me, but he always said he didn’t have the chance. I’m so happy to meet you today.”
Xiao Yue blushed. She looked at Mike, who was squatting on the ground, letting the children take turns touching his red nose.
When it was her daughter’s turn, Mike actually said in a foreign accent, “What’s your name?” Her daughter was taken aback, then
burst into laughter. The children all laughed, and some even imitated Mike’s pronunciation.
“My brother actually studied a little Chinese in college. He’s always longed to visit China, this mysterious country.”
“What did Mike study?” Xiao Yue asked.
“He majored in physics at Cambridge, and also studied East Asian culture.”
“No wonder his data models are so good. For a physics prodigy, business calculations are
a piece of cake,” Xiao Yue said.
“Do you like my brother?” Mike’s sister asked abruptly, her blue eyes, as pure as Mike’s, looking at Xiao
Yue.
“What are you talking about?” Mike came over. “Nothing!” Lisa said, then turned and ran
away.
“Come on,” Mike patted Xiao Yue’s shoulder, “let’s go to the big tent, there’s more fun
there.”
That day, Mike spent time either with his sister or with Xiao Yue and her child. The colleagues at the company noticed
. Several managers at Xiao Yue’s level winked at her, meaning, we all saw it! This made Xiao
Yue very embarrassed. The young women in the company looked at Xiao Yue and Mike with a bit of jealousy. Xiao Yue thought, they
must think, how did a middle-aged woman like me manage to snag their Prince Charming? Although Xiao Yue's
feelings for Mike were ambiguous, she was radiant that day. Her little vanity
was sweetly satisfied by Mike's admiring gaze. Mike's constant care for her made her experience the bliss of being a little woman.
Although what Mike did were small things, like getting her drinks or playing games with her,
it was enough to make Xiao Yue happy. Even though Guan Wen doted on her, it was always in the shadows,
in places where no one could see. But Mike's care was real and tangible, in the bright sunshine of broad daylight,
under the gaze of everyone. Xiao Yue suddenly realized that she was actually just an ordinary, even vulgar, woman. But
so what? She hadn't been this happy in a long time.
That day, Xiao Yue's daughter became fascinated with Uncle Clown. He had balloons, candy, a red nose, curly
blond hair, and could speak funny Chinese. As the activity was drawing to a close, Xiao Yue's daughter wouldn't leave Mike alone:
"Uncle, can you come to our house to play?" Xiao Yue said shyly to Mike, "Thank you
so much for today. The child had a wonderful time. Thank you." "I like it," Mike said, then squatted down and patted the child
's head, saying, "Uncle will take you and your mother to the zoo next time, okay?" "Cool!" her daughter exclaimed,
"Pinky promise!" The afternoon sun bathed the lawn of the Jianguo Hotel. Xiao Yue saw her daughter smiling happily
, reaching out her little hand to hook Mike's little finger. Mike looked equally serious, his golden hair
shimmering like gold in the sun. She was filled with mixed emotions.
On the way home, Mike took out a gift box. "Yue, Friday is your birthday. I didn't have time
to give it to you in the office. Although it's a little late, I hope you accept it. I hope you like it." Xiao Yue opened it and
saw a blue crystal necklace by Swalowuschi. The crystals on the pendant were a clear and serene blue. The daughter, with her sharp eyes,
exclaimed "Wow!" and grabbed the necklace to put it on her head. Mike and Xiao Yue couldn't help but laugh. Mike
seized the opportunity to hold Xiao Yue's hand and kiss her hair. Xiao Yue was a little flustered. But she quickly
calmed herself, enjoying the long-lost happiness brought to her by this man who was both strange and familiar beside her.
That night, as Xiao Yue helped her child to bed, her daughter asked, "When are we
going to the zoo with Uncle Mike?" Xiao Yue said, "Wouldn't it be better if Mommy took you?" "Mommy, Uncle will go with me!"
her daughter emphasized the words. The scene of Mike and her daughter making a pinky promise during the day flashed before her eyes. Perhaps
Mike was a good choice. She hadn't really tried to understand him. On the surface, he sometimes seemed like a big boy
, but after these few encounters, Xiao Yue discovered that Mike actually had a mature and persistent side.
Alone that night, Xiao Yue still couldn't calm down. She poured herself a glass of red wine and sipped it slowly. When she first
met Guan Wen, spring was in full bloom. Because of him, the whole summer felt hotter than the weather. Autumn is already in the air;
time really flies. What kind of feelings does she really have for Guan Wen now? At first, all she wanted was Guan
Wen's body. Guan Wen gave her wild sex, which she enjoyed immensely, unable to extricate herself. Guan Wen's caresses changed her
; she became more radiant, more sensual, more confident, more youthful, like a tree parched by rain, stretching its branches
and blossoming with alluring beauty. Even her colleagues at work noticed the change; a few close friends secretly teased her.
Has she found a mysterious lover? And now? Has her feeling for him evolved into love? Or is it just attachment?
A lingering attachment born from physical pleasure? Xiao Yue read an
article a couple of days ago commenting on Ang Lee's "Lust, Caution." One passage said: "When a woman opens the door of her body to let a man in, she also opens
the window of her soul. Eileen Chang's cryptic statement, 'The road to a woman's heart is her vagina,'
is perfectly exemplified by Ang Lee..." Xiao Yue thought, people habitually assume that men are lustful. But women are even more so. Because
women are lustful more thoroughly, so much so that they forget themselves, like the female college student in "Lust, Caution," who ultimately lost her life
.
Any rational person would tell themselves to accept Mike's feelings. If one day she really
gets together with Mike, will there be the same passionate sex as with Guan Wen? As it stands, it seems Mike gives
her more of a spiritual pleasure, a simple and open joy. Marriage needs just this
kind of simple, open, and honest affection. Perhaps passion only belongs to lovers who yearn for something unattainable? The more
constrained by the environment, the more irresistible the desire becomes?
But, having tasted the passion of a raging torrent, would Xiao Yue still be satisfied with the simple pleasure of a gentle stream?
Infidelity (18) 2007-10-03 03:02:55
Guan Wen is going on a business trip. This time he's visiting a small border town in the north.
Jenny and other colleagues from other departments are going with him. This trip is to conduct due diligence on a local company that their company is going to acquire
. The night before departure, Guan Wen checked his email, worried that he wouldn't be able to access
the internet in that godforsaken place. He saw a letter from Xiao Yue lying quietly in his mailbox, sent late last night.
Didn't they just see each other yesterday? Guan Wen smiled as he recalled his passionate moment with Xiao Yue in the parking lot. But
his smile froze after he clicked on the email.
"Guan Wen, hello. This is a farewell letter. Let's break up.
The passion and joy you brought me over the past six months have transformed me into a confident and beautiful woman. But at the same time,
you've also brought me conflicting and painful inner struggles. Our acquaintance began with an attraction of instincts, and our love
was built on emotional connection and physical intimacy. I can never deny that our harmony was rare;
I experienced pleasure with you that I had never known before. But I must break up with you. Because our
paths in life are destined never to intersect. For you, this was a passionate game to compensate for your sexless marriage. For me
, it was initially the same; you filled the long-vacant spot in my bed. But the difference is, I
've changed. I've discovered that physical intimacy alone is not enough, because it's fleeting, fragile, like a fleeting moment; before
the sun rises, the morning dew can wither it.
Have you ever thought about how you would react if your family discovered our affair?" Based on
my judgment of you, you will resolutely abandon me, using all your beautiful words to win back your family's hearts.
Because that's your world, a world under the sun, and mine is not. I am a greedy woman; I want more
—care, attention, promises—I don't want a fleeting beauty in the night, I want a daisy blooming in the bright sun
, simple yet abundant.
For the past six months, I've often felt sympathy and guilt towards your wife. Putting myself in her shoes, her life hasn't
been easy. She possesses your body, but not your heart. And what she offers you is her entire happiness.
Therefore, for this reason, I must also leave you. Yesterday, I was going to tell you something, but I couldn't bring myself to say it: I've fallen in love with
someone else—a man who can offer me a world open and honest, sunny existence. He's not perfect; we
differ in many ways, and I'm not even sure if our bodies would be compatible. But with him, I first felt respected
—respect born from true love. I suddenly realized that this is what I truly need.
Guan Wen, if you have even a little bit of genuine love for me, after reading this letter, you should respect
my choice and stop contacting me. Let me pursue the happiness that has finally come my way. Thank you
. Xiao Yue
Guan Wen didn't know how he got to the airport, how he checked in, or how he boarded the plane
. He couldn't hear his colleagues talking. He stared at the drifting clouds outside the window the entire time.
In China, doing business involves drinking, especially for northerners. That evening, Guan Wen and his colleagues accompanied relevant department
leaders to dinner. They downed glass after glass, mostly baijiu or XO. Amidst the clinking of glasses and constant
urging to drink, after a few rounds, the jokes started to get risqué, targeting Guan Wen and Jenny, forcing them to drink
a toast together several times. Guan Wen's subordinate asked worriedly, "Boss, you seem a bit drunk today. Should
we help you out?" "Help you out of what!" Guan Wen snapped. "Don't you know my drinking capacity? Drink
!" He downed another glass in one gulp.
On the way back to his room, Guan Wen stumbled. Jenny helped him up and said, "Give me the key." Then
she took the key from Guan Wen's pocket, opened the door, and dragged him inside. Guan Wen fell onto the bed, feeling the woman
's hair swaying near his face. His clothes were unbuttoned, and his shoes were taken off. "Come on,
rest your head on the pillow," the woman's voice was gentle. Guan Wen thought it was Xiao Yue. He grabbed the woman's shoulders and said, "
You can't leave me. You can't. We're at our peak right now. Everything's going well. How can you back out halfway
?" The woman stopped, and after a while, Guan Wen realized she was gone, leaving him alone
in the dark room.
When he woke up in the morning, Guan Wen had a headache. He drank a cup of tea and sat on the sofa. His symptoms slowly returned
. Xiao Yue is really gone. He remembered when he was little, his dad bought him a really great electric car. But after playing with it
for a short while, it stopped working. Little Guan Wen couldn't accept this fact for a long time and insisted that his dad fix it. His dad said
it couldn't be fixed, it was broken. He remembered that he had a special feeling for the first time, as if he were standing
on the roof of a tall building, watching his toy slide down his hands, getting smaller and smaller, until it disappeared. At that moment, he felt that sliding down...
It was Xiao Yue's heart.
Two weeks later, Guan Wen was in a taxi speeding along the main road from Pudong Airport to the city center. The driver was playing the radio.
Guan Wen felt the music on the radio sounded familiar, and after thinking for a while, he realized it was
a piece from Yo-Yo Ma's cello album *Soul of Tango*. Xiao Yue had bought the CD of this album. This was a gift for Guan Wen. The two of them had
listened to it together in the car. Xiao Yue loved it; every time she listened, she became incredibly tender, and kissing Guan Wen felt different.
After the music ended, the host said, "Yo-Yo Ma's concert in Shanghai was a great success. His exquisite performance
captivated the audience..." He wondered if Xiao Yue had heard of the concert. Otherwise, she would definitely have bought a ticket.
While on a business trip in the north, Guan Wen had taken the time to buy his wife a phone charm made of genuine jade. He hesitated for a long time,
but decided to buy another one, perhaps to give to Xiao Yue if possible. The jade's surface was as smooth and warm as her
skin.
Guan Wen picked up the phone, instinctively reaching for Xiao Yue's cell phone. But he stopped, deciding instead to dial her workplace
number. It was Saturday; she wasn't in the office. He'd listen to her voicemail. For the past two weeks,
after accepting the fact that Xiao Yue had left him, Guan Wen had gradually fallen into an endless longing for her.
"Never before has a woman moved me so deeply." Guan Wen realized for the first time that he could be so hopelessly
longing for a woman with no blood relation to him.
"I'm sorry, I'm on vacation for the next three days and won't be in Shanghai. If you need anything, please leave a message." Hearing Xiao Yue's voice,
Guan Wen's heart warmed, but he was also a little surprised. He hadn't heard that she was on vacation. Where had she gone?
(Adultery (19) 2007-10-04) 06:13:54
Xiao Yue's life had been tumultuous these past two weeks. Mike was openly pursuing her, completely disregarding
the gossip among their colleagues. Xiao Yue felt a little embarrassed; after all, Mike was a foreigner and younger than her, and she didn't
know what others would think of her. However, seeing how seriously Mike treated each of their dates, Xiao Yue
was deeply moved.
That night, they went to see Yo-Yo Ma's concert. Beforehand, Mike had made a reservation at a restaurant in the Portman Hotel
. He was dressed formally, his hair and beard neatly trimmed. After the concert, he took Xiao Yue to Xintiandi, where
they sat in a bar for a long time and even drank two glasses of liquor. On the way home, Mike seemed a little
excited. He said, "Do you remember when we bought concert tickets together a few weeks ago? Back then, you
couldn't accept me. Now..." "I'm so happy to be with you." Xiao Yue smiled but didn't answer.
Actually, she had developed a strong liking for Mike. This young British man had a frank and straightforward personality.
He was different from many Chinese men Xiao Yue had met; he was simpler, less worldly-wise, and pursued
the women he wanted in a free and unrestrained manner, directly and without any inhibitions. With him, Xiao Yue felt relaxed, without needing to pretend or
be wary. What Xiao Yue liked even more was that Mike and she had a lot in common. Perhaps it was because they both
worked in management consulting, and their ways of thinking and handling things easily resonated with each other. Mike's love of travel
also coincided with Xiao Yue's yearning for nature. When they talked enthusiastically, they even planned to visit
the grasslands of Xinjiang and the snow-capped mountains of Tibet together. However, Xiao Yue's feelings for Mike seemed to be a little far from love
. Xiao Yue didn't know what stood between them, but she didn't have that instant connection she
felt with Guan Wen. Was it because the man in front of her had different hair color? Different facial features?
Or was it because she couldn't let go of her own feelings and was filled with worries?
When they arrived at Xiao Yue's doorstep, Mike kissed her forehead. Xiao Yue smelled his cologne,
which felt unfamiliar; perhaps she was too familiar with Guan Wen's scent. Mike said, "Goodnight. Please
apologize to your daughter for taking her mother away for the night. I'll definitely take her next time." Xiao Yue smiled. Mike's
concern for her daughter made her feel comforted. She, Xiao Yue, would never compromise her child's well-being just to find a husband
.
When Guan Wen called Xiao Yue's office, Xiao Yue, her child, and Mike were on
a ship bound for Shengsi, an island very close to Shanghai. Mike had finally managed to persuade Xiao Yue to bring her daughter with her. They decided to spend
a long weekend at the beach. Autumn isn't peak tourist season for islands, so fewer people make it more suitable. Since she was traveling with
her daughter, Xiao Yue thought Mike would "keep his feelings within bounds," so she agreed. Her daughter was incredibly excited
. The clown uncle with lots of candy was taking her to the beach—it felt like a dream! The three of them stood
on the deck, Xiao Yue breathing in the sea air. After standing for a while, she got a little cold. Her daughter wanted her mother to hold her.
Seeing this, Mike immediately took off his jacket and draped it over Xiao Yue and her daughter. This small gesture
might seem insignificant to many married women, but for Xiao Yue, who had been single for many years, it was something special. A wave of emotion washed over them.
Mike and Xiao Yue, without prior arrangement, chose to stay at a local farmer's house. It was a two-story house facing
the beach. The upper floor was rented out to tourists. Mike rented all three rooms on the floor, including a
balcony facing the sea. The rooms were clean and tidy, and had modern shower facilities. Xiao Yue liked the place. It was quiet,
simple, and close to nature. She and her daughter shared a room, Mike shared another, and the third room became the living room. The farmer
prepared three meals a day. Breakfast consisted of milk, sweet soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns. Lunch and dinner featured seafood freshly bought from the pier
, served with rice or rice noodles. Although the seafood selection was simple... But because the ingredients were fresh, the taste was incredibly delicious.
During the day, the three of them went to the beach to catch sand crabs, dig in the sand, fly kites, and kick a ball. For
their daughter, who lived in the city, this was paradise. Mike was very patient with Xiao Yue's daughter. He could
play with her for a very long time, seemingly without getting tired or weary.
On the shore, where the waves were crashing, tall Mike, wearing a sky-blue sweater and light-colored loose trousers
with the cuffs rolled up, had his daughter, dressed in red, riding on his shoulders, holding a large, colorful carp kite,
shouting loudly. Behind them was the setting sun, reflecting golden light onto the sea.
The picturesque scene captivated Xiao Yue, almost bringing her to tears. How many times before had she seen other children riding on
their fathers' shoulders, proudly looking around, feeling a mixture of jealousy and envy? Now, how could she not be
happy for her daughter? Mike brought her the happiness of family, a long-lost
happiness she had silently longed for so many times. A desire welled up within her to rest her head on Mike's chest, like when she was a child finally
returning home after a long journey, nestled in her father's arms, listening to his heartbeat, feeling safe and secure.
That morning, the farmer had specially prepared savory soy milk, with pickled vegetables and an egg in it. Tender
green scallions and a splash of red chili oil floated on top. Upon seeing it, Mike asked, "Sweet or savory?"
“Of course it’s salty, and spicy too,” Xiao Yue said. Mike said mischievously, “I’ve never had
a breakfast that’s both salty and spicy in my life. I’m going to give you my precious first time.” Then he pinched his nose, picked up the soy milk
, and gulped down several mouthfuls, his face contorted in a comical pain. Xiao Yue and her daughter laughed so hard they rubbed their stomachs. Her daughter imitated him
, taking a sip herself, scrunching her face, and said, “Salty and spicy!” Xiao Yue laughed heartily. She
laughed so happily, so relaxed. Mike looked at Xiao Yue, a look of intoxication on his handsome face. He
reached out and put his arm around Xiao Yue’s shoulder, rubbing it several times. A surge of desire welled up in Xiao Yue’s body;
she felt a small desire for the big man beside her.
That evening, Xiao Yue said to Mike, “I’m sorry to have to make you suffer these past few days eating local Chinese food.” Suddenly, as if remembering something, Xiao Yue added, “Mike, if one day you really want to eat Western food, and I really want to 　　eat Chinese food, neither of us wants to…
”
"What if we change our minds?" Mike thought for a moment, then cupped Xiao Yue
's face in his hands, looked at her earnestly, and said, "If neither of us wants to change our minds, then there's no need to force the other.
So, you eat yours, I'll eat mine. But we'll
eat under the same roof, at the same table." "Will I feel lonely?" Xiao Yue asked. "Maybe. But, will living with a Chinese man mean
you won't feel lonely? Spiritual compatibility, emotional compatibility, is
more important than compatibility in lifestyle. Without the former, two people who are outwardly compatible but inwardly estranged, whether Chinese or foreign, will
feel lonely." Xiao Yue immediately thought of Guan Wen and his wife. Mike continued, "Our lifestyles
may be different, but we have many things in common in our careers and hobbies. Sometimes, two seemingly different
people are more likely to attract each other! Isn't the process of exploring each other interesting? Besides
being able to "Continuously exploring each other also allows us to explore each other's cultural world." Xiao Yue nodded, then tilted
her head and thought for a moment before asking, "Will you continue learning Chinese?" Mike laughed, "With you always by my side,
how could I not learn it on my own?" Xiao Yue blushed slightly. Mike pulled Xiao Yue close, stroking her hair, and said, "
Yue, as you get to know me better, you'll find that, in terms of personality, I'm actually very suitable for you. I know you're not
the clingy type, and I don't like that type either. I see you as my equal and independent other half. We
each have our own world, like two complete circles that intersect, and the overlapping part is
our common ground." Xiao Yue hadn't thought about this in detail. But after listening to Mike's words, she felt
that the thing that stood between them was slowly surfacing. "Mike, I envy those clingy
women. They have men who love them and don't have to worry about anything. Like me, I have to rely on myself for everything... " "Doing everything yourself only makes you suffer
. Men like to rely on their women. Women also crave to rely on men." Mike nodded and said, "
This is a very interesting phenomenon. The feminist movement has been prevalent in the West for a long time, and women pursue not only economic independence but also
spiritual independence. However, in China, where women are said to hold up half the sky, most women still unconsciously hope
to find a man to rely on. I personally believe that reliance is mutual because we are equal. Care is mutual
because we are equal. A person's ability and energy are limited. If either spouse is overworked and bears
all the economic, familial, and spiritual responsibilities, that spouse will eventually break down and seek relief outside the marriage
. Don't forget, men are also human. Men also crave to be cared for and cherished, just as women need these things
. Therefore, I believe that an equal relationship between husband and wife is more lasting."
Xiao Yue listened and suddenly understood. She had never understood what was going on between Guan Wen and his wife
. Now she understands. Guan Wen was burdened with too much. Not only was his work stressful, but he
also did all the housework, cared for their daughter, doted on his wife, and maintained the image of a model husband in public. His insecure wife,
wanting to prove Guan Wen still loved her, took advantage of him even more. For example, she would make him get up in the middle of the night to take her friends home after chatting late into the night instead of calling a taxi
. Over time,
Guan Wen, not wanting to divorce or lose face, could only secretly relieve stress outside of the marriage. Xiao Yue patted Mike's cheek and said, "Hey,
I didn't know you were so philosophical. No wonder you're a Cambridge graduate." Mike blinked and said
, "So, what will Manager Xiao reward me with?" Then, he leaned close to Xiao Yue's ear and kissed her boldly, his strong,
young hand moving from her shoulder to her full breasts. "No, no," Xiao Yue said, "The child
will see." "Shh..." Mike made a face. The two of them couldn't help but laugh.
(Cheating (Twenty) - Final Chapter 2007-10-05) 06:27:53
Since returning to Shanghai from his business trip, Guan Wen has been staring at his phone every day, struggling with a conflicted thought. Putting aside his own
selfish desires, Guan Wen shouldn't contact Xiao Yue anymore. But her sudden breakup was heartbreaking
. A couple of days ago, Guan Wen drove past the place where he and Xiao Yue often met, and a pang of sadness struck him, bringing tears to his eyes
. This was the first time Guan Wen had ever felt abandoned. For the past few weeks, hoping to bump into Xiao Yue, he'd
been hanging around the Starbucks downstairs every day. He knew Xiao Yue came there at least once a day. Even just a glimpse,
a few words of explanation, would have been enough.
That day, as Guan Wen was paying, he suddenly looked up and saw the person he longed for walking towards him. His heart skipped a beat.
Her heart pounded, but her legs wouldn't move. Xiao Yue saw Guan Wen too. Her first thought was, why has he lost weight? He looks
a bit haggard. "Xiao Yue..." The usually quick-witted Guan Wen couldn't finish his sentence. A maternal
tenderness swept through Xiao Yue's heart. "Shall we find a place to sit?" Guan Wen said cautiously, "How about in my car?" His gaze
was so tender it broke Xiao Yue's heart. Xiao Yue felt dizzy and breathless, so she quickly turned her face away, trying to calm herself down
: "Guan Wen, let's let our relationship cool down for a while. We both need time to recover. Let's
meet and talk again when we've calmed down, okay?" After saying that, she didn't even buy coffee, turned around and left, leaving Guan Wen
rooted to the spot,
his heart burning with rage. After entering the elevator, Xiao Yue collapsed. Luckily, someone nearby helped her up. Having had
such close physical contact with this man, and for so long, the feelings couldn't be severed so easily. But this
time, Xiao Yue... A strong decision. To put it bluntly, no matter how good Guan Wen was, he was someone else's man. What Xiao Yue wanted was
someone who belonged to her.
Xiao Yue recalled their last night on the island, the first time she and Mike had physical contact. That night,
her daughter was exhausted and went to bed early. She and Mike sat on the balcony drinking red wine. There was a fishy smell in the air.
The sound of crashing waves came from afar. Xiao Yue said, "It's a little cold." Mike immediately went inside to get her a blanket and
wrapped her in it from behind. His hands didn't leave, lingering outside the blanket, caressing Xiao Yue's body
. Xiao Yue could feel the warmth of his hands even through the blanket. Mike deeply inhaled Xiao Yue's hair,
then whispered in her ear, "I love you, so much." In the quiet night, Xiao Yue heard her heart pounding
. She knew what was about to happen. Did she want it? Could she have it? Her head was a little dizzy.
Mike hugged her tightly from behind. Xiao Yue heard his breath, smelled his scent, and then her lips
met Mike's lips, both eager and tender. Xiao Yue's body was gradually
awakened by Mike's long, drawn-out kisses. At first, she passively accepted it, but soon her desire ignited, and on the cool, still beach,
she passionately responded to Mike.
Looking back, Xiao Yue could clearly see the difference between Mike and Guan Wen. Mike rekindled
the feeling of first love in Xiao Yue. They kissed for a long time, Mike pausing occasionally to gaze tenderly into Xiao
Yue's eyes. Mike was gentle. He undressed her, kissing her entire body with the sanctity of a goddess.
The moment Mike entered her, Xiao Yue felt a slight pain, because his penis was large and long. Instinctively
, Xiao Yue rolled over and climbed on top of Mike, moving from different angles to control the depth and speed. Seeing Mike
's well-built body and the increasingly intoxicated expression on his handsome face, Xiao Yue became excited and wet. Finally, like
a frenzied little beast, she thrust into Mike. He, beneath her, cried out in pleasure, his hands tightly supporting Xiao
Yue's hips, almost lifting her into the air, making her writhing body seem to be supported only by that one point
. At the moment of Xiao Yue's climax, did her head tilt towards his penis? Like the last swaying leaf at the tip of a tree, a gust
of wind finally snapped it off, sending it drifting away with a long sigh before it lazily and comfortably fell to the ground.
In contrast, Guan Wen was completely different. Guan Wen's desire for Xiao Yue's body was direct and straightforward. After a few moves, he
turned her into a wanton woman, her juices flowing as she begged him to penetrate her. During sex, Guan Wen made Xiao Yue feel like
meat on a chopping board, at his mercy. Yet it was this feeling that stirred Xiao Yue, making her submit to Guan Wen's body, willingly
consuming his member, waiting for it to grow larger and penetrate her eager body. Xiao Yue vaguely
felt that she seemed to prefer Guan Wen's style. Perhaps she was born a wanton woman?
Was the difference between Guan Wen's sex life and Mike's because Guan Wen's feelings for her were merely naked desire,
while Mike's feelings for her were much richer? Xiao Yue remembered one time when she returned to Shanghai from a business trip, Guan Wen happened to be
working from home that day. Guan Wen called Xiao Yue and said, "Come to my house. No one's home." Curious, Xiao Yue went, and
the first thing he said upon meeting her was, "I don't make love at your house." "Can't I just hug you?" Guan Wen always had a way of making people unable to refuse.
Xiao Yue saw a huge wedding photo in a heart-shaped frame in the bedroom and turned to leave. Guan Wen
grabbed her from behind and dragged her into the study. "Why are you with me when you have such a beautiful wife?" Xiao Yue
said. "What's the use of being beautiful when the bed is cold?" Guan Wen said bluntly. Xiao Yue saw
a photo of the couple on the computer screen, Guan Wen holding his wife tightly, the two of them smiling sweetly. Displeased, she said,
"I knew it, I'm just here to warm your bed." But as soon as the words left her mouth, tears welled up and she couldn't stop them
. Guan Wen had already started kneading Xiao Yue, and only when he heard her sobbing did he look away from her breasts: "Why are you crying
? You're just overthinking things. I don't like you like this. Cheer up." He then began to pull down her panties from under her skirt. Xiao
Yue's face was covered in tears, but her body wouldn't obey Guan Wen's ministrations. Soon, she didn't know why, but she
started moaning softly, her eyes still wet with tears. Now, thinking back on this, Xiao Yue couldn't help but wonder if Guan Wen had
ever truly loved her. If he had, wouldn't he at least have cared about her feelings? Wouldn't he at least have comforted her in her pain
?
So, who did Guan Wen truly love? For the past six months, Xiao Yue had never been able to figure this out. She felt
that Guan Wen should love her, but she couldn't be truly sure. She felt that Guan Wen also loved his wife. Although he
always emphasized that it was just a responsibility, Xiao Yue couldn't believe that responsibility could make a man
take care of a woman with no blood relation to him for so many years. If his wife had more trust
and understanding, and less pressure and control, Guan Wen certainly wouldn't have sought solace outside of marriage, right? Even if
he had still met Xiao Yue, perhaps Guan Wen would still be a virtuous man.
Xiao Yue asked herself, what exactly is love? Is the tangled desire and passion between Guan Wen and herself love
? Is Guan Wen's strong sense of responsibility in taking care of his wife for more than ten years, without sex but still remaining devoted, love? Is the attraction between her
and Mike love? Xiao Yue was confused. What exactly is love? Or is it that you...
Love is like colorless, transparent water; whatever shape of jar it's in determines its shape. And marriage
? Marriage is even more complex. It's based on love, yet inevitably involves many things beyond love.
Over time, some marriages, like fine wine, become more fragrant with age, while others lose their fragrance of love,
leaving only those things outside of love at the bottom of the jar.
So, if I and Mike were to marry one day, would they be happy? If so, how long would their happiness
last? Guan Wen and his wife must have been happy when they first got married.
Wasn't I sweet with my ex-husband for a long time after our marriage? Perhaps no marriage in this world is perfect. Those who claim
perfect marriages are mostly those with lower expectations, stronger tolerance, or in the early stages of marriage; some probably don't even know that
there are always higher mountains beyond mountains. But the crucial question is, Xiao Yue, right now, what do you really want? Is it a moth-to-a-flame
kind of lust? Or a marriage that may not be perfect but is real?
Xiao Yue recalled the autobiography of Song Dandan that her mother had given her, titled "Deep in Happiness". Having experienced
the ups and downs of life, Song Dandan finally found deep happiness in the simple and ordinary relationship between husband and wife and children
.
Several months passed. Xiao Yue received a package from Guan Wen. Inside was a string of genuine jade cell phone pendants.
The green jade looked as if it had been touched countless times, smooth and translucent, radiating a soft light, like Guan Wen's eyes
. The letter was written on a piece of paper printed with autumn maple leaves: "My dearest Xiao Yue, it would be a lie to say I don't miss you.
I miss you so much. But I remember what you said, if I love you, I must respect your choice. Xiao Yue,
I love you, so I will no longer bother you. I just want you to know that you will always hold a special
place in my heart. Our short six months together will make me think and yearn for you for many, many years to come. I
thank you for the beautiful memories you gave me. I wish you can find your own happiness. I
bought this little gift when I was on a business trip in the north. The warm jade is just like your skin. Guan Wen."
Soon after, Guan Wen received an email from Xiao Yue:
"Guan Wen, thank you for the gift. Actually, the past few months have been a test for me. I
don't know if I passed it. However, I finally made what I believe to be the right decision
. I'm leaving China. I accepted my boyfriend's proposal. His family is in England. We've decided to start
our new life there. Guan Wen, we'll be separated from each other from now on. Perhaps one day we'll meet again by chance,
perhaps we'll never see each other again. But if you pay attention, in today's interconnected world,
one day you'll definitely read a short story about the two of us." "Regardless of whether what we did was morally right
or wrong, regardless of whether our emotional entanglement is acceptable to the world, I want to tell our story
as a way to commemorate this period of our lives. Finally, I wish you and your family all the best and that all your wishes come true."
Years later, Guan Wen indeed read an article called "Adultery" on "Overseas Originals." After reading it,
he cried: "So, Xiaoyue, you thought so much and struggled so much, and I missed it all
. Is the other side of passionate sex my neglect of your spiritual world? This is truly retribution."
(The End)
A Wandering Heart's Comment 2007-10-05 07:00:02
Dear netizens,
after publishing the entire article of "Adultery," I want to sincerely say "thank you" to everyone. This
is the first time I have published a novel online, and it is also the first time I have left a mark on Literary City. When I first published it , I was very careful, fearing that the article would be deleted by the moderator because of its bold content, and also afraid that it would 　　be criticized by netizens
for not being well written .
The moderator's tolerance and the netizens' kindness ultimately allowed me to persevere and finish writing this article.
Therefore, I want to thank everyone.
Through this writing experience, I also met and discovered many heroes and talents on the literary website. I enjoy browsing your
blog posts and feeling your lives beyond the internet through your words.
Regarding the veracity of the "cheating" story, I would like to quote the following couplet:
"What is false may be true, and what is true may be false."
Until we meet again!
A free spirit .

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