My first affair...

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I've been hanging out in the amusement park for a while now, always wanting to write something, but I've always been conflicted. Tonight, alone, in my loneliness, I recalled Christmas Eve three years ago:
I accidentally met a netizen named Yiren in a QQ chat room. Yiren's husband was rather petty, while Yiren loved chatting, which led to constant arguments. When she told me about these things, I always tried to say that her husband only acted that way because he liked her, which made her want to meet me (at that time, I didn't have a webcam, but she did, and I always objected to meeting in person). On the evening of Christmas Eve, she suddenly called and said she wanted to come see me, not giving me a chance to refuse, saying she was already on the train and asked me to pick her up at the station (she lived on the outskirts of the city). After we met, I took her out to eat, and she insisted on drinking. I saw tears in her eyes, so I comforted her while ordering food and two bottles of beer. While drinking and chatting, I learned that she and her husband had argued over a small matter on Christmas Eve (whose parents' house to spend New Year's Day at), and she had run away to see me in a fit of anger.
Since her husband hadn't contacted her since she ran away from home, despite my best efforts to control her drinking and gently comfort her, she kept drinking. Even at 9 PM, her husband still hadn't contacted her. I advised her to go home or stay at a friend's house, but she said she wouldn't go home unless her husband called. Finally, she called her friends, but both of their phones were off, so I booked her a room. Then I prepared to go home…
She asked me to talk to her. Knowing she liked yoga and had practiced some poses herself, I suggested she practice a few in the room while I gave her feedback. Because she had drunk a lot, she fell after a few poses. I had no choice but to carry her to bed. As I was about to pull my arm away, she grabbed my hand and rested her head on my arm, saying I should wait until she fell asleep before leaving. Looking at her pitiful face, I felt a pang of guilt, so I leaned against the headboard, holding her and watching her sleep (without taking off my shirt). Suddenly… She hadn't worn any jewelry on her ears. I gently put them in my mouth, and she moved her head closer to me. My right hand then tightened around her waist. Since her clothes were wrinkled when I carried her to bed, my hand touched her skin directly. I gently moved my hand upwards, and she started saying, "No... take my hand away." I put my hand back on her waist and slowly slid it down. At this point, she started whispering, "Don't do this," and began to twist her body in resistance, but I was already... Suddenly, she reached for her phone, looked at it, and saw no messages. I noticed tears welling up in her eyes. She bit her lip, removed the battery, and said, "Go take a shower..." She seemed much calmer at this point. What happened next proceeded naturally…
It's worth mentioning that she was quite wild that night…
After the storm, she couldn't sleep. She lay quietly until 1 a.m. when her phone finally rang. Her husband, unable to bear the children's nagging, called her to come home… A child is a mother's heart… After answering the phone, she went crazy again…
At 1:30 a.m., she got out of bed, washed up, and finally, following my lead, left the hotel and took a taxi home…
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Later, according to her, when she got home, her husband asked her, "Where did you go? What did you do?"
She replied, "I went to the city, and everything that was going to happen, happened…"
I'll stop here. A bit of time has passed, and the writing is a bit messy. Please bear with it. I'll talk about the story between me and her another time…

Profile: She was 28 that year, had a 4-year-old daughter, and loved yoga.
I was 35 that year, had a 7-year-old son, and had a wide range of interests.

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