[Adoption Diary: Bringing a Wolf into the House] (Self-revised 170-176)

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... At that moment, I felt as if my heart was shattering . Had Kexin really been fooling around with another man? Was it all true? I could only see the top of the man's head; I couldn't see his face at all. I couldn't calm down . I stood up from the small stool, tiptoed, trying to see his face, but I couldn't see it at all. Calm down. Don't rush out. Putting aside the fact that nothing has happened between them yet, I need to find out who this man is. What if he's a distant relative of Kexin? How will I explain this to Kexin if I've made a mistake? Stay calm, stay calm. I kept telling myself this. At least nothing has happened between them yet. They're both fully clothed, and there's been no kissing or caressing. Kexin was just sitting on that man; maybe she was just playing around with a younger relative. But what if… what if that man really was Kexin's lover? Then they might have already slept together. Rushing out now wouldn't change anything . It's better to stay here and observe first. Thinking about all this, I calmed my breathing , trying not to make a sound so as not to alert him. "Always so cautious... Didn't you say he was going to be gone for several days..." Just as I slowed my breathing , I heard a man's voice coming from the living room. I couldn't help but look closer and saw the human chair that Kexin was sitting on. "Who knows... I can't guarantee it either..." Kexin's voice was slightly breathless. "Sigh ... It's so uncomfortable to be so cautious every day..." "I should call my husband..." Kexin didn't reply to the man, but glanced at the wall clock. It was already 6:42 PM. Kexin prepared to get up from the man to call me. "Oops..." Kexin was just about to get up from the man when he "pulled" her back, causing Kexin to gasp. Hearing Kexin's gasp, a sudden, sharp pain shot through my heart. Logically, it's normal for Kexin to gasp after being suddenly restrained, but her gasp sounded like a woman's during sex … "Why get up? Just sit on me and do it…" the man said softly. Kexin was slightly startled, then sighed, took out her phone, and swiped the screen with a complicated expression. After making a shushing gesture to the man, she dialed a number. Seeing Kexin's shushing gesture, my heart ached even more. You don't want me to know you're with another man , but do you know your husband is right there between you two…? "What's wrong?" the man asked. "His phone's off…" Kexin said with a hint of disappointment. "That's good, it means he's busy, so you don't need to worry…" Hearing voice suddenly rose, seemingly with a hint of excitement. "I don't think the same way you do. You might be happy that his phone is off, but I'm worried because I can't be sure if he's safe. My husband's job is quite dangerous..." Kexin said with a hint of dissatisfaction after hearing the man's words, seemingly blaming him. "Okay, okay, I was wrong... But didn't we agree that when we're together, we shouldn't call him 'husband'..." The man seemed to be arguing with Kexin, his voice tinged with displeasure. "Fine, you were wrong, and I was wrong too. We're even now... Hehe..." I originally thought Kexin would argue with the man again because of me, but I didn't expect her answer to be so unexpected . She actually used the excuse from before to compromise with the man. While they were talking, I turned on the camera on my phone, which had been turned back on, and positioned the camera in of Kexin and the man. I had to go out and check. Although the voice sounded somewhat familiar, I wasn't sure. I pretended to have just been woken up, yawning and rubbing my eyes as I slowly reached for the door, then pushed it aside. "Then let's stay here tonight..." Hearing Kexin's words, the man seemed quite satisfied and pressed his luck by asking this question—he actually wanted to stay overnight at my place? "Dream on... You'd better go back soon..." This earned him a scolding from Kexin. "Okay, I'll go back, but at least see me off downstairs..." Kexin's answer made the man breathe a sigh of relief, and he finally stopped asking for anything else. "Seeing you off is no problem, just don't do anything naughty..." Kexin smiled, then gently patted , appearing very affectionate. Kexin's buttocks were covered by her short skirt. She took a deep breath , then bit her lower lip, preparing to get up. Seeing Kexin's appearance, I felt very strange. It was just getting up from the human chair; why did she need to make such a big decision? But when Kexin's buttocks left the man's crotch , my head almost exploded. After Kexin's buttocks left the man's crotch, the hem of her short skirt fell down, covering her buttocks, but it couldn't hide the dark, thick, long, veined penis connecting the two of them . At this moment, the penis was glistening with fluid. The man hadn't even taken off his pants; he simply opened the front zipper, and the thick penis emerged from it. Only now did I notice that Kexin's underwear had been hanging at her ankles the whole time... It turned out that the two of them had been talking...

During the process, the thick penis remained inserted into Kexin's vagina. The two of them hadn't even taken off their clothes.
Kexin took off her underwear, and the man opened the front door and inserted himself into her, maintaining this position
while talking for so long.

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As the door was slowly pushed open, the sound reached everyone's ears.
Kexin, who had just been laughing and getting up, seemed to be startled and slumped back onto the man, her face twitching slightly as if she were enduring
some pain. Then she stiffly turned her head to the back, her eyes filled with fear and a glimmer of hope,
hoping it was just her imagination, because Kexin knew that direction was where her parents-in-law's memorial tablets were placed.
And now there was the sound of the door being pushed open, which meant her husband might be back. Her husband always habitually stayed inside for a while when he came back
. If, if her husband really came back, had he seen everything? Kexin's mind was filled with fear and
panic. "Ah..."

"Ah...wife, you're back. Hehe, I talked to Mom and Dad for a while and then fell asleep without realizing it
. I'm probably a little tired." I pretended to have just woken up, yawned widely, and stretched.

"Ah...ah, honey, why didn't you call me first before you got back? You could have...waited for me
to get ready." Kexin was clearly flustered, wanting to stand up but not daring to, or perhaps she couldn't, given
the large thing inside. She frantically tried to find something to cover him, as if she didn't want
me to see, kicking her legs a few times.

"Yeah, I came back early, thinking of giving you a surprise. Oh, we have guests? Who is it?
Why sitting on someone?" I pretended to be confused and walked towards them. I needed to see clearly. Although the voices sounded
familiar, I wasn't sure. I had to get closer to them to see for myself.

"Ah, yes, um, he is, he is... Ah, honey, let's talk about it later. You're back, go
take a shower first, I'll prepare a nice dinner. You probably haven't had dinner yet..." Kexin looked at
me as I approached, her eyes filled with panic, and she didn't dare to look at me.

"Um... yes." Although I answered like that, I didn't stop walking. Soon
, soon, I'll know who he is.

"Ah..." Kexin suddenly screamed, startling me. But when I finally stood in front of
them , directly opposite me, I finally saw who this person was.

"You... it was you..." When I saw the man's face clearly, a great anger welled up inside me
, not only towards this man, but also towards Kexin. At this moment, my face was full of anger, which must have been quite
frightening , because I saw deep fear and despair on Kexin's face.

"No, it's not like that, it's not what you think, honey, it's not what you think. Let
me explain, I only love you, you're the only one in my heart, I'll always love you, my
feelings for you have never changed. I begged for your forgiveness before, I said I would never make the same mistake again, I won't make the same mistake again, you
believe me, honey."

If I hadn't just seen this, perhaps, hearing Kexin's words, I would have truly believed her, and then
listened to her and went to take a shower, waiting for her to prepare a sumptuous dinner for me. But, I…

"Get up first, you're sitting on him like that." I suppressed my anger and
said in a slightly growling voice.

"I…I…, um, I… ah…" Kexin lowered her head, I couldn't see what her expression was
like, but when she looked up at me, I saw a look of determination in her eyes.
But before I could figure out what it was, I heard Kexin suddenly cry out,
a sound that seemed both painful and pleasurable. "Heh... So this is how you love me? I forgave you

before because of our marital relationship and other reasons, but... but now..." "Ahhh, no, husband, it's not like that! Listen to me, I have a reason! Let me explain, please explain, umm..." Looking at the flustered Kexin, I didn't know what to do next. But perhaps Kexin had forgotten, because she suddenly tried to stand up and grab my hand. But forgetting doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The thick penis still inserted in her vagina was pulled out as Kexin stood up. Her skirt fell down, but the penis was not only thick but also long. Although the skirt covered part of it, a large part was still exposed. Only at this moment did Kexin remember that his penis was still inserted in her vagina, and that it had given her a very satisfying experience. But seeing it in my eyes almost made me lose my mind, filled with rage. "Ah, honey, no, it's not what you think, it's not what you see, let me explain, let me explain, let me explain..." Kexin was still trying to defend herself even at this moment, which made me increasingly angry. "Haha... explain, explain! Aren't you explaining now! Aren't you giving me the best explanation, ha, isn't that right?" I shouted at them. "No, no, it's not like that, honey, ahh... no!" Seeing Kexin like this, I really didn't want to stay any longer. I turned around to leave, but my hand was pulled by Kexin, and I paused. Then, I heard a "pop" sound, and my hand suddenly felt heavy. I knew where the sound came from; Kexin was practically hanging on my hand now. Afterwards, Kexin ignored the soreness in her body after pulling away, and probably the emptiness and loss she felt. She stood up and hugged my arm. "Honey, don't go, let me explain, it's really not what you see, let me explain, I have a reason ..." Kexin's weak voice came from beside me. "What else do you want to explain? Are you trying to lie to me again?" "No, I never intended to lie to you. Listen to my explanation, it's..." "I don't want to hear your so-called explanation anymore. I...we...let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow." "No, I don't want to...Husband, I don't want a divorce, I don't want a divorce!" "Let go!" I forcefully broke free from Kexin. Perhaps I was a bit too strong; Kexin immediately fell to the ground. But before I could take a step, Kexin grabbed my leg again. (This is what I wrote while editing, but I don't want to include it in the main text, so I'm just writing it in parentheses for now: "Husband, no, I don't want to, listen to me, it's...it's Leng Bingshuang, it's all Leng Bingshuang, it's really not what you think, she wants us to divorce...")

"That way she can marry you." But I only glanced at her and saw her constantly
trying to stand up, clinging to me.

"Ah..."

"Ah, honey, are you alright? Blood, you're bleeding, what should I do?"

I don't know if it was because Kexin was pulling me away, trying to leave, that I fell while struggling. It also felt like someone pushed me
, causing me to fall. When I fell, everything really went blank, but it also felt like
pitch black. My head hurts so much... Maybe I hurt my head, but why am I so tired? I can't even stand
up. Hmm... What is this? What is that flashing before my eyes? Blood? Blood, yeah, it's because of the head injury
...

"What should I do, what should I do, so much blood is flowing out."

I could vaguely see what Kexin was, and there was another figure behind her, but the more I tried to see clearly,
the blurrier it became.

"I didn't mean to push you, husband. What should I do? My head is stuck in the corner of the TV stand,
and I'm bleeding profusely. Quick, go to the room and get me the first-aid kit. Stop the bleeding, yes, stop the bleeding first...
" Kexin said to the man behind her, her voice trembling.

I vaguely saw everything in front of me, and I felt Kexin put something under my head, then kneel down beside me
, looking flustered and helpless. However, the man behind her didn't leave after hearing her words
, but walked closer to her.

"Ah... what are you doing? No... ah..."

"Ah... don't be silly. You just pushed me, and now this has happened, and you still... ah ha..."

"Ah... ah... ah..."

I struggled to turn myself over and saw the man right behind Kexin. Kexin was
now leaning forward like a female dog, and the man was moving back and forth
behind her, while Kexin started making "hmm... ah ah..." sounds. Suddenly, I felt the world turn black and white.
I stiffly crawled towards the balcony, crawled... Gradually, I realized it was all getting dark, and my body seemed unable to move , but I could still hear Kexin
's incredibly satisfied and comfortable cries in my ears. First of all, I apologize to the author, Xing. After reading these chapters a few times, I was blinded by passion and didn't think carefully about anything else before trying to rewrite them myself. I'm truly sorry. Moreover, this was my first time trying to write like a human. I usually read a lot of novels, and while reading, many of my own wild ideas pop into my head, which I think is quite interesting. However, when you actually try to write, you find it's not as simple as you imagined. Therefore, many people can see that my writing is somewhat immature. I'm not saying I dislike Xing; I still like her very much. After all, I'm quite fascinated by the God of Love, but I lost track of time and sacrificed a lot of my energy while reading. As for this adoption story, I was so captivated by the unrealistic logic within that it made me lose my rationality. For example, human fingers naturally bend in one direction, but the article gives the impression that the fingers bend backward first and then forward, remaining straight. I understand that Xu Jian's amnesia is a necessary . However, pushing the plot forward so abruptly is excessive. My anger stems solely from disliking this one action by the author. The character already possesses a spirit, yet it's bound and led in a specific direction, erasing that spirit. Leaving aside Ke Xin, as women's hearts are unfathomable, Xu Jian is a journalist exposing the dark side of society. He should possess keen insight and decisiveness, not be a cowardly , overly cautious individual. His initial investigation of Ke Xin might have stemmed from distrust and lingering affection, hence the meticulous investigation. However, even knowing Ke Xin had changed her mind, and despite admitting her mistake, he remained deeply sensitive about her situation because he was uneasy. Furthermore, seeing Kexin bring a man home, and so intimately, would ignite a latent unease that could escalate into irrational rage. Regardless of who the man is, one would go out to check, not hide. Relatives, friends—uncertain?! Does uncertainty mean one shouldn't go out? This is his own home, yet it's portrayed as him doing something shameful that he's hiding… Actually, I think there's no need to go to such lengths to make Xu Jian lose his memory. Just consider his personality. In this situation, Xu Jian wouldn't be hiding and watching as usual; he'd definitely stumble upon something. Moreover, making Xu Jian suffer amnesia is actually quite simple. If you really want it, someone will lend a hand, just like I wrote about —someone gave him a push from behind, followed by a little intimate moment. Humans are actually very vulnerable. When you encounter something like this, the damage is significant, and people will protect their fragile hearts, for example, through amnesia . And people I haven't seen for so many years, they've not only grown up, but they must be even more ruthless and hateful towards Xu Jian. "Yes, if he didn't exist, Ke Xin might belong entirely to me." As long as he has this thought, then he dares to push her away. That makes perfect sense... That's what I think too, but everyone's thinking is different, perhaps the author has other considerations. Hmm... It's really wrong to publish my own revisions while others are still serializing. I didn't think about this before, I'm sorry. But I don't know where to find the author's explanation, so I can only write it here, hoping someone can help convey it. So I'm posting it again, please forgive me. It's all messed up, I clearly had a lot of things I wanted to say, but I forgot them while writing. Oh well... Chapter 172 "Hehe... So this is how much you love me..." Looking at my husband's angry face, his eyes filled with anger , pain, and disbelief... looking at me with such a complicated gaze, made my already panicked heart even more panicked. "No, it's not like that, honey..." I tried to explain, but I couldn't utter a single word ; only my movements conveyed my unspoken unease. "It's not like that... then tell me, what is it..." "Honey, please listen to me, please listen to me... I have a reason..." Watching the anger build up on my husband's face, as if it were about to explode at any moment, I thought of standing up and hugging him. That would make me feel more at ease, and it might also calm him down. But as I moved, I remembered that there was still a...

The hard, thick penis made me gasp. "Why is it still so hard inside me?
When I suddenly stood up, it was pulled out a little, and the friction inside almost made me lose my balance and
fall back down. Before, I'd immediately go soft when I was scared, but now it's still like this… wait, why is it
still so hard? This isn't the time to think about that." I didn't delve into why he was still so hard inside me in
front of . I tried to steady my body, which was a little sore and numb from the sudden stimulation, so that
my efforts wouldn't be in vain.

"...Explain, explain…aren't you explaining to me? Aren't you explaining to me?!" After
I steadied myself, I heard my husband's low growl and heavy breathing.

"We…we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow." Before I could react, I heard
words that terrified me. When I looked up at my husband in shock, I saw a sense of relief in his eyes,
and then he turned to leave.

"No... I don't want a divorce, I don't want to leave my husband, I can't let him leave me, no, no
..." These words echoed in my mind. I no longer cared about
what would happen if I pulled the penis out of my vagina; all I could think about was not letting my husband leave. I endured the waves of stimulation from my vagina
and tried my best to reach out and grab my husband. Finally, my hands touched him, and I don't know where the strength came from, but I
held on tightly.

I looked at my husband's arms that I was holding, my body trembling slightly.
Then, I heard a loud "pop" behind me; I knew it was the sound of the glans being pulled out.
After the glans was pulled out, I felt an emptiness and loss in my vagina, and my whole body was weak, with the thought of just collapsing
. My skirt fell down again, trying its best to cover my lower body; I guessed that thing was now some
distance away from my body. In my hazy eyes, my husband's figure and face appeared again, and I suddenly jolted,
holding my husband's hands tightly.

"Let go."

This was the first time my husband had ever done this to me. He forcefully pulled his hand away from mine. Although I held on
tightly , he used a lot of force, and because my body was sore and numb, his hand was pulled away,
and I fell to the ground. Seeing my husband about to leave, I reached out and grabbed his legs.

"No, no..." I tried to climb up, clinging to his legs, shaking my head
and muttering incoherently, hoping to stop him from leaving.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, I fell forward and screamed. But my
scream was drowned out by an even louder one...

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When I propped myself up and looked up, I saw my husband had also fallen. But when I looked ahead,
my pupils constricted sharply. I saw that my husband's head had hit the TV cabinet.

I hurriedly got up and went to check on him. I carefully turned my husband over, and saw a very obvious
wound on his head, bleeding profusely…

“I, I… I didn’t expect this to happen, honey, I didn’t mean to, I didn’t push you on purpose
… What should I do, what should I do…”

I gently lifted my husband and held him in my arms, watching the blood on his head
slide leaving a glaring red mark. I frantically asked him if he was alright, but
he only managed occasional murmurs of “Pain… Pain…”, his eyes looking at me blankly.

Seeing the blood on his face and the wound bleeding more profusely, I laid him down flat
on the floor, then grabbed a pillow and placed it under his head. I knelt down and bent forward, holding a few
wet wipes to wipe the blood from his face.

“What should I do, what should I do… It’s all your fault…” I said, a hint of resentment
in my voice .

“Why is it my fault?” I heard his reply, a hint of displeasure in his voice.

"Ah... what are you doing?" I was about to scold him, but suddenly felt
a chill . I realized he was behind me, had lifted my skirt,
and was pinching my left butt with his left hand.

"Ah... stop it! It's all your fault for pushing me. Now look what happened." I slapped his
hand away, leaving my skirt hanging around my waist, my butt facing him, and said in a slightly reproachful tone.

"I didn't," he said, his voice carrying a mix of pleasure and smugness.

"Quick, go to the room and get the first-aid kit. The blood is still flowing. Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding first." I turned around,
pouting, looking at him with displeasure, my erect penis still throbbing there.

But he remained standing there, his eyes fixed on that spot. The hand that had been slapped away pressed against me again.
His palm gently rubbed my buttocks from left to right, and after a few strokes, it suddenly moved to my vulva,
his middle finger even digging into my labia.

The gentle caress sent shivers through my body. Just as I was about to stop him, his hand suddenly
covered my vulva, and his finger squeezed into my labia majora, the sudden stimulation making me shudder. My vagina
became even hotter and wetter; I could feel his finger was wet. Then his finger slid up and down,
rubbing against me. He even inserted his finger directly into my vagina, thrusting in and out, digging and probing. The tingling
pleasure made me weak, and I could no longer support myself with my hands. I collapsed, breathing rapidly
.

I saw a triumphant smile on his lips as he wrapped his arms around my hips, lowered his body, and then
a hot object pressed against my labia. I tried to pull away, but my labia and the glans seemed glued together,
making it impossible for me to escape. Then he thrust forward violently, and I cried out, "Ah..." My vagina was
forcefully forced open, hitting my cervix in one go. "Smack!" We were tightly joined together. The emptiness there
was filled by him; my vagina gripped his penis tightly, I didn't know if it was to prevent him from moving around or to prevent him from leaving.
It was the first time he had penetrated me so forcefully; my vagina felt like it was being torn apart, but that feeling was quickly overwhelmed by the pleasure
. It had been so gentle just moments before, but this feeling seemed even more stimulating.

"Smack, smack, smack," he thrust a few more times, then his arms, which were wrapped around my lower body, moved upwards...
I was lifted up, my hands barely supporting me, as he turned me to one side. Whether intentionally or unintentionally,
when I came down, I fell back down, and we were now facing the balcony. Perhaps, in
front of my in-laws.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...ah..." My mind was still hazy, and before I realized what was happening, his penis slowly
withdrew , making me feel a sense of loss. When it pushed back in, I felt satisfaction and relief,
my mind gradually filled with this sensation.

It wasn't as rough as before; now it was gently thrusting back and forth from behind. I swayed gently with his
rhythm , making satisfied sounds. He released his hands from my waist and hips, leaned down,
and grasped my breasts, beginning to knead them. His thrusts
gradually the hand that had been kneading my breasts released them and reached forward to caress my face. I knew what he wanted to do,
so I obediently turned my head back and kissed him.

"Ah...no, no, let me go, let me go, let me go..."
I, who had been lost in the moment, my eyes filled with desire, was about to turn and kiss him deeply. But
now, my pupils contracted. Because I saw my husband, who had been lying flat behind me, had apparently rolled over and crawled towards the balcony
not long ago , but he hadn't gone far before passing out. Yes, I saw
my husband unconscious, and I could feel his loneliness and despair.

Enveloped by overwhelming fear, I struggled violently. I'm scared, what if my husband... what should I do...
?

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"Mommy, Mommy, why isn't Daddy awake yet?"

"Because Daddy's still sick."

"Then, Mommy, Mommy, when will Daddy wake up? Xiaoji wants Daddy to play with me."

"Daddy will wake up soon, and then he'll play with Xiaoji."

"Really?!"

"Yes, really. Daddy will definitely hear Xiaoji's words and wake up."

"Xiaoji, wait here for Mommy for a while."

"Don't worry, Mommy, Xiaoji will keep a close eye on Daddy."

I heard voices, footsteps fading away, the
creaking , and birdsong...

I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt too heavy to open. Soon after, footsteps slowly
approached . I felt hands gently unbuttoning my clothes, and then, feeling a soft, damp sensation,
my clothes were put back on. These movements were so gentle, so familiar.

"Ah, Mom, Dad's awake!"

"Ah... Doctor, Doctor..."

I couldn't tell if it was the joyful light or the blinding desolation. After trying a few more times, I opened my eyes
. But I wasn't used to it, so I closed them again, and then slowly opened them again. What I saw was a white
ceiling and a pair of big, innocent-looking faces staring at me. Then, the big-eyed child happily spoke to someone to
the side , and the room suddenly became a little noisy. I didn't pay attention to them,
just kept looking around at the unfamiliar environment.

"Doctor, Doctor... He's awake, he's awake..."

"Yes, yes. I know, don't get excited, let me see how he is."

A middle-aged man in a white coat walked in through the door, calmed the somewhat agitated young woman, and then
came to me.

"Hmm, he's awake, can you hear me?" The doctor sat down in the chair next to me and asked.

"Hmm..." I looked at him for a moment and replied in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Hmm, your hearing is fine, and you can answer, but your throat is a little hoarse.
It will get better after some rest. Do you feel any discomfort?"

"My limbs seem weak, and I feel a little dizzy." I tried to lift my limbs and move my body, and found that only
my limbs were weak, and my head was still a little foggy.

"It's normal to feel weak after lying down for so long. Look at how many fingers you have." The doctor held up three fingers
.

"3."

"Hmm... Do you remember anything clearly, like who she is, or your name
?" The doctor nodded, then seemed to be thinking about something, and pointed to
her anxiously holding the little boy's hand, then pointed to me and asked.

"...No, I don't remember..." I closed my eyes and thought for a while, but found that I couldn't remember anything. Who was
that woman? Who was I?

"Hmm, I see!" The doctor turned around and beckoned them over.

"There's nothing seriously wrong with his health. He can be discharged after a little more observation in the hospital. However,
it will take a long time for his body to recover, so he'll be quite weak. And... there's some bad news:
it's confirmed he has amnesia. But don't worry, this is a very fortunate situation. As for his memory, it might
return in the future, or it might not. That's all. I'll be going now. You two can talk." After saying that, the doctor got up and
left .

"Are you... are you alright? Is there anything that's bothering you?" The woman sat down in the chair, looking at me
with excitement, joy, and nervousness.

"Do you know who I am? And you've always been the one taking care of me. What's our relationship?"

"You... your name is Xu Jian, and you're my husband. I... I'm your wife, and he's our son, named
Xu Xiaoji ." She lowered her head, seemingly a little disappointed, and then looked at my glasses as she spoke.

"Dad," I saw the little boy grabbing my fingers and calling me nervously in a low voice.

Looking at everything before me, I didn't know...

Then, I stayed in the hospital for three months for observation and examination. For three months, watching them and interacting with them
filled my heart with joy and happiness. Perhaps it was
because we were already husband and wife, and had a lovely son. This feeling of happiness was so familiar to me, even though I couldn't remember anything from the past.

After three months of observation in the hospital, and finding that everything was fine, we were discharged and
moved back home. I began to readjust to my new life…

That night, for some reason, my wife turned off the light before going to the bathroom to shower. I lay in bed, looking at
the night outside the window, waiting for my wife to fall asleep with me. Just as I was about to drift off, the blanket beside me was pulled back…
I scrambled into the covers, and I snapped out of it a little. I had been thinking of saying goodnight to my wife,
but when she hugged my arm, I was so startled I forgot. I just looked at her and smiled slightly.

It was only when she hugged my arm that I realized she wasn't wearing any clothes; my arm was nestled between her large, still damp
breasts. Seeing her head bowed in embarrassment, I couldn't help but smile.

"What's wrong, honey?"

"I...I...I know you're still weak, but...but...tonight, can I just hold you
like this while we sleep?"

"You want it?"

"No...no, this is fine, just lend me your hand."

"Okay." I turned and pulled her into my arms.

My hand, being held, touched her warm, swollen vulva. The sparse pubic hair prickled and
tickled skin. I hadn't expected my wife to take my hand there. Perhaps it had been too long...

My wife took my hand and gently stroked her vulva, parting her labia. I could feel it; it was already wet
. My hand was being held and stroked back and forth, then pressed against her budding clitoris, gently
rubbing it. After a while, my wife let out soft "hmm, hmm" sounds. My fingers were
being held tightly by something warm and wet; it turned out my wife had inserted my fingers into her vagina. I felt my fingers
going in and out of my wife's vagina, getting hotter and hotter inside, and my hand was also getting wet. This continued for a while, my wife
pulling my hand and moving it rapidly, her body arching back, and soon she leaned back into my arms,
breathing heavily. I looked at my wife, then stared blankly at the ceiling in the darkness for a while. I
heard my wife's even breathing and realized that she had fallen asleep. I held her tightly, and I fell asleep...

[175]

"Daddy, Daddy, you said you would play with Xiaoji when you woke up, Xiaoji wants to go to the amusement park..." My son ran
over and clung to my legs, acting spoiled.

"Xiao Ji... Daddy's still not well, let's go to the amusement park next time, okay?" My wife came over and
said to our son. Our son just stared at me expectantly.

"Okay, sure, it's alright, honey." Seeing my son looking at me like that, I didn't want to disappoint him.

"Daddy, Daddy..." Seeing my wife and son having so much fun, I couldn't stop smiling.
Although most of the time I could only play on the ordinary amusement park rides with them, the whole family was still very happy.

"Balloon, balloon, Mommy, where's the balloon? I want one..." Xiao Ji saw the balloon and pulled
my wife 's hand towards it.

"Honey, you two go ahead, I'll sit here and rest for a bit while I wait for you." Seeing my wife's questioning
look, although I wanted to go with her, I had played too much earlier and was a little tired, so I could only
sit down and rest first.

"Okay! Honey, wait for me a bit." Before my wife could finish speaking, Xiao Ji pulled her away.

After sitting for a while, I looked up at the strange woman in front of me. I don't know why she was standing in front of me,
her eyes filled with excitement, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"Wah... Honey, it's me, it's me, honey. It's Kexin, it's Kexin... You're awake
, you're finally awake! I was so worried about you..." The woman suddenly threw herself at me
and burst into tears. I didn't know when this had happened; perhaps she had mistaken me for someone else
. Seeing the people around us starting to gather, I panicked and tried to push her away, telling her she
might have mistaken me for someone else. But she looked up at me, her eyes brimming with tears, and sobbed,

"You've mistaken me for someone else..." I said awkwardly.

"No, no..." Seeing her shaking her head violently, I didn't know what to do. I
looked around, seeing people starting to gather in twos and threes, and my wife, who was in the distance, also saw
what was happening and rushed towards me.

"You're Xu Jian, you're my husband, I can't mistake you. Do you remember? Back then..."
Although I was a little surprised to hear her say my name, I
was speechless at her claim that I was her husband. If someone just came out like this, saying my name and claiming to be her husband,
what about my wife, son, and family? So I decided to ignore this woman's unreasonable behavior.
However, when she talked about how we used to be, how things were back then, although I thought it
was all a lie, I realized that
some . So I tried to think deeper.

But as I tried to find those vague memories, my head started to ache, and the pain intensified, while the memories seemed
both real and unreal.

"Ah...it hurts..." Finally, I couldn't bear the pain in my head any longer, pushed the woman away, and collapsed to the ground, clutching my head
.

"Husband, are you alright..." Seeing my wife push through the crowd and run over to me,
she asked with concern. I didn't answer my wife's question, but just kept clutching my head and crying out in pain. Occasionally,
scenes that seemed to have been described to that woman would flash through my mind.

"You woman, why are you still clinging to my husband? What did you do to him just now?
What ?" my wife yelled at the woman.

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! I'm his wife, he's my husband!"

I vaguely heard my wife yell at the woman, then she reassured me that everything was alright, that
she had already called an ambulance. After that, I don't know how, I passed out.

When I woke up, I found myself lying in bed in the room, my wife fast asleep beside me.

[176] (Small Ending)

A week has passed since that incident. I heard that for the first few days, that woman was practically
outside the door all day, calling for me to come in and wouldn't leave. But after a few days, I don't know why, she left.
Maybe my wife ordered them not to pay any attention to her. And she realized she couldn't get in, so she gave up and
left.

"Kexin...Kexin," I murmured the name as I sat on the bench in the courtyard, the occasional
calls and laughter of my son reaching my ears.

"Still thinking about that?" My wife sat down beside me, glancing at me.

"Honey, I'm asking you, is what she said true?" I didn't look at my wife, but instead looked up at her.
Looking at the sky, I felt her words might be true; otherwise, why would
those ?

After a while, noticing my wife hadn't answered my question, I looked at her, and she looked back at me,
our eyes meeting.

"Whether what she said is true or false, I only know that she's been hurting you since before, and
might continue to do so, because of them…" My wife looked into my eyes for a moment, then said in a heavy tone.

"Hmm…"

…

Now, as long as I don't delve too deeply, just thinking about it, some vague impressions remain in my mind. But looking at
my home now, I don't want to destroy this happiness, so I suppress my thoughts. However, a voice in my head keeps tempting and compelling me to search, to break through this fog. I feel like I've forgotten something
very important … "Wife, what happened?" I asked with concern as my wife hurried past me. "...It's just a small matter, honey, don't worry, I'll take care of it and be back in a bit." My wife, who had stopped walking, replied to me and then turned to walk downstairs. I approached the railing and watched my wife and the others following behind her walk out. ... "Zhang Kexin, what exactly do you want!" Looking at the woman in front of me, I felt only anger surging within me. I used to believe her; she just wanted to maintain a family with Xu Jian and the bastard he brought back, and she tried her best to do so. I thought she wasn't unforgivable. Moreover, she still deeply loved Xu Jian, and I didn't want to ruin it and make Xu Jian resent me even more... I understood her feelings back then, but Xu Jian chose her... But why, after hurting him time and time again, could she still shamelessly pursue Xu Jian? What exactly does she want? If it weren't for the fear of Xu Jian regaining his memory and finding out, I really would have wanted to just let them disappear from this world... "I... I just wanted to see my husband, to see if he's alright..." Ignoring my anger, she calmly looked at me. "She applied for a visitation order from the court, on the grounds that her husband was injured and recuperating at his friend's house, but his friend was preventing her from visiting. This is the application order; I didn't expect it to be here. I was just following orders..." As I was about to send her away, a policeman approached and handed me a piece of paper, apologetically saying, "I really didn't expect this..." I read the application order and handed it back to him. "Just this once. I hope you won't do anything to hurt Xu Jian again, otherwise... Hmph, come with me." Standing there looking at her, after thinking for a while, I said to her. Then I turned and walked back. I watched my wife return shortly after, with the woman I had seen that day following behind. Compared , she was clearly wearing light makeup, looking somewhat radiant, unlike the haggard woman I had seen that day. A while later, they came upstairs and walked towards me. I clearly saw that the woman's eyes changed when she saw me; they held excitement, joy, and longing… “For some reasons, I agreed to let her see you, honey, what do you think…” My wife approached me and whispered , as if asking for my opinion. Perhaps if I shook my head, she would immediately send her away. “Hmm,” I interrupted her before she could finish. Actually, I also wanted to talk to her, because I also wanted to know about the past and some things, so I agreed. “Let’s talk over there alone.” “But…” My wife became worried when she heard that I was going to talk to her over there. “It’s okay, don’t worry, I just want to ask her about this alone, just talk.” For some reason, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her forehead. I noticed that when she saw this, her eyes revealed disappointment and sadness, and then her gaze dimmed. Looking at her, my mood also darkened. “Let’s go over there.” She followed behind me, head down, without saying a word. When I stopped at the foot of the stairs , she stopped too. "You wanted to talk to me about what happened last time, right?" "Do you remember what I said last time?" "I only have a vague recollection..." "Then do you remember... (Um... let the reader fill in the blanks)?" Hearing her words, new memories surfaced in my mind again, unconsciously drawing me deeper into the past. But then, I suddenly clutched my head, looking pained. "You remember, don't you? You remember, don't you..." She suddenly grabbed my hand and shook it violently, and I could only shake my head in agony. Then she released my hand, and my wife stopped rushing towards me. "Yes, yes, look at this, look at this..." She suddenly seemed to remember something, took her phone out of her bag , swiped a few times, and handed it to me. "Ah...ahhhhhh!" Staring at what was playing on my phone screen, after a while, my mind felt like it was exploding. I threw the phone away, clutching my head and shaking it violently. "What did you show him?!" My wife, seeing me suddenly clutching my head in pain, immediately pulled me away. "Ah..." "Thump thump thump..." As my wife rushed to pull me away, I fell backward, clutching my head, and then missed a step. They both noticed and reached out to grab me, but it was too late. ... Suddenly pulled away by Leng Bing Shuang, I was a little bewildered. Suddenly seeing my husband fall down the stairs, we both rushed to grab him, but couldn't reach him. Afterwards, she had someone carry my husband and drove him to the hospital. Seeing my husband fall, vomiting blood, and unconscious, I was completely disoriented. I called Si Jian and asked him to drive me up. But when we arrived at the hospital, we were stopped outside by Leng Bing Shuang's people. We tried to rush in, but failed several times . A dozen or so of them remained blocking the way. Although I was very anxious, I could only wait there . Time ticked by, and after a long wait, I saw the operating room light go out, and the doctor came out talking to Leng Bing Shuang. I saw the doctor come out and wanted to ask, because I was also very worried about my husband 's condition. But the doctor went back into the operating room, while Leng Bing Shuang walked listlessly towards us.

"How is he, my husband? How is he?" Seeing the icy figure getting closer, I ignored the others
' attempts to stop me and rushed towards her. But I was pushed back and fell to the ground. Si Jian immediately
came behind me and helped me up. But she didn't answer me.

She just stood there, as if she had lost her soul, her eyes blankly staring ahead.

"Now you're happy, you're happy..." Suddenly she looked at me, or rather, at us, with a cold gaze
.

'Happy? Why are you happy? Could it be that my husband...' I stood up and slowly approached her,
wanting to out how my husband was doing.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, this wouldn't have happened." As
I got closer, I saw her take something out of her bag and point it at Si Jian.

"Watch out!!!" When I saw what it was, I realized she had taken out a handgun.
Seeing her pull the trigger, I shouted at Si Jian and rammed into her.

"Are you alright? Are you alright..." I got up and immediately went to Si Jian's side to check if he was
hurt . People startled by the gunshots came out and looked in our direction. Several doctors and nurses,
accompanied by slowly approached.

"Xu Jian is dead, Xu Jian is dead, are you all happy now?" Leng Bing Shuang
said . But when I heard this, I felt a jolt, as if struck by lightning, and collapsed to the ground.
I didn't notice that Si Jian, upon hearing this, smiled with delight.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it... Let me in and see, let me in and see..."

"I won't let you in to see him. You few stay and hold her back, the rest of you follow me." "

Now you should take good care of your little lover. I hope you come alone to the funeral and cremation.
I don't want to stop you and upset him..." After saying that, she and the other thirteen walked towards the operating room. I
was still sitting on the ground, looking like I had lost everything.

A while later, the eleven of them and the doctors pushed out a medical bed covered with a white sheet. When I saw
them approaching, I rushed towards them like a madman. They just stopped me and pressed me against the wall...

I don't know how I got home. I locked the front door, then went back to my room alone and
looked at our wedding photo on the wall.

I took a set of my husband's clothes from the closet, went to the dining room, spread his clothes on the dining chair, and then
went into the kitchen to start cooking...

"Honey, wait a minute, I'll cook now. You haven't had my cooking in a long time, have you

?" "I made a lot of your favorite dishes tonight."

"Honey, here, this is your favorite. Remember to eat a lot..."

...

...

...

The End

(I'm not writing anymore... I always write for a while, then think for a while, and when I'm working
, I forget everything. I feel like my body has been completely drained, leaving only skin and bones.) Also. Last night, I squatted by
the TV cabinet, wondering if I would really bump my head, but I squatted for too long, my legs went numb, and I actually
tested . Now I have a big bump on my head, and it hurts terribly.

To reiterate, Xu Jian didn't die, and Ke Xin didn't go mad; she just suddenly couldn't accept it. As for Si
Jian, he's perfectly fine.

Hmm… I wrote a bad ending, and I hope you can write a happy one. Also,
I hope you can treat this as a side story and continue writing it, or like the Matchmaker story, consider it as a branch of
another ending. I'm not rewriting it anymore. I'm just a wage earner; if I don't write, I don't eat. But
in order to write, I've destroyed so many of my brain cells, my life, and my time. I'm used to staying up late
, but I sacrificed my game time to write, and I feel bad for my teammates. My already exhausted body is
even more drained now; I don't know when I'll be able to recover.

Ah… um… I forgot what I was going to write again.

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