【Having achieved my wish, I am now filled with regret】(1~3)

Once you get what you desire most, but your feelings have changed, will you still cherish it? Fang Zhenzhen never imagined that her long-held desire to divorce and marry the man she loved most would end up like this. Characters: Fang Zhenzhen – First appearance as a 16-year-old girl.
Li Jianfeng – Fang Zhenzhen's husband, 22 years old.
Chen Yan – A soldier, Fang Zhenzhen's ex-boyfriend, 17 years old.
Fang Shiyu – Zhenzhen's father, 48 years old.
Su Bo – Zhenzhen's mother, 46 years old.
Du Yanhong – Li Jianfeng's mother, 47 years old.
Fang Jiayi – Zhenzhen's younger sister (15 years old at the beginning).
(Since this is a serialized story, the plot is being developed as I write, and new names will be added later.)
============== Scene 1: On a certain day in 1998, next to a simple house, a young man with a crew cut, dressed in military uniform, is pressing a woman in a white long shirt against the railing and forcibly kissing her.
The girl, who looked to be only about 16 years old, was unknowingly enjoying the pleasure the man was giving her. Her red lips parted slightly, and before she could even exhale, the crew-cut man's tongue was thrust into her mouth, wildly exploring and teasing her. Sometimes it touched the tip of her tongue, sometimes it bit her tongue tightly with his lips.
The girl's hands fell limp, no longer struggling, but instead she wrapped her arms tightly around the crew-cut man's neck, letting him push her against the railing. Her name was Fang Zhenzhen.
At this moment, the man was passionately kissing and nibbling on Fang Zhenzhen, and Chen Yan, facing Fang Zhenzhen's somewhat resistant demeanor,
felt a surge of excitement.
His kisses grew increasingly agitated, his hands slowly yet urgently climbing up Fang Zhenzhen's breasts, full and somewhat firm—this was the first sensation of a man touching a breast.
Perhaps because it was unexplored, the crew-cut man didn't think much of it. He lingered on her ample breasts for a moment, then began mimicking the actions of a Hong Kong Category III film actor, his hands groping and squeezing wildly, even pinching her nipples. This startled Fang Zhenzhen, who was lost in her lovemaking.
Fang Zhenzhen cried out softly, as if it were a slip of the tongue, or perhaps a reproach, "It hurts so much!" The man was taken aback.
Chen Yan: Zhenzhen, I won't ask for anything more.
He stopped, his lips leaving Fang Zhenzhen's. He leaned close to her face and gave her a light, fleeting kiss on the cheek before quickly pulling away. Inadvertently, his fiery red tongue circled around the corner of her mouth, as if savoring something. He made a decision, perhaps as if making a promise to her.
Chen Yan: Zhenzhen, I love you. Even if it hurts now, I won't do anything you don't want to do.
(The crew-cut man gradually moves away from her.) I can't defile you; you are still pure.
After speaking, Chen Yan lowered his hand from Fang Zhenzhen's body, feeling the lingering warmth of his palm. He brought it to his nose and smelled it; it was refreshing.
Then he bent down, picked up the hat from the ground, put it on his head, and straightened it with both hands.
Fang Zhenzhen remained silent, her Adam's apple bobbing as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't utter a word.
Fang Zhenzhen straightened her clothes, watching Chen Yan leave into the distance, tears welling up in her eyes, which she didn't wipe away.
That year, it was spring. One
day, half a year later.
In a somewhat old house, the room was comfortably and elegantly furnished, but not luxurious.
It was a three-bedroom house with a living room. Several people were present, including a middle-aged woman around forty years old.
She was Li Jianfeng's mother, named Du Yanhong, and sitting opposite her was Fang Zhenzhen's mother, Su Bo, who was about the same age.
Of course, sitting in the seat of honor was Fang Zhenzhen's father.
Fang Shiyu had worked in the Education Bureau for many years and knew many people. He heard that his older brother held an important position in the army, and that his brother could weed out a portion of the new recruits each year. Of course, it was a bit difficult to find truly qualified candidates, but it was still no problem for this man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
That year, it was because Fang Shiyu demanded that Chen Yan enlist in the army, otherwise he wouldn't marry his daughter to him. Fang Shiyu disliked effeminate men; they were simply traitors among men, scum.
Later, Fang Zhenzhen learned from her father that Chen Yan had tragically died while fighting floods. She held back her tears, not letting them flow.
Now, Fang Zhenzhen has grown up and reached marriageable age.
Du Yanhong (sighs): He wasn't like this before. Society has changed.
(Narrator) Since her divorce, Du Yanhong has been raising her son, Li Jianfeng, with her husband, who sends her a considerable amount of child support every month.
Du Yanhong is a woman of principle. She persevered through hard work and managed to raise her son to adulthood, overcoming numerous difficulties.
However, the story of her husband begins thirteen years ago when he went into business. As their financial situation improved, he became increasingly open, often doing things in bed that Du Yanhong found difficult to talk about.
Du Yanhong, a traditional woman, wasn't particularly interested in matters of the bedroom. She seriously warned her husband, but he complained that she lacked passion and even felt like an animal after trying a few positions, finding no pleasure in sex.
Soon, her intuition told her that her husband was having an affair.
This led to the following conversation. Of course, Du Yanhong's husband was close to Fang Zhenzhen's family; although they were divorced, their friendship remained.
During this blind date, Fang Zhenzhen's mother inevitably brought him up.
Su Bo: Did you tell him that we'd be family from now on? Du Yanhong (chuckled): Yeah, his attitude changed a lot after I talked to him. He became a bit hesitant, haha.
Su Bo: I'm really impressed.
Hehe.
While the two were talking, sitting next to Du Yanhong was her son, Li Jianfeng. He was dressed in a suit and tie, beaming, sitting there like a wooden statue.
At this moment, Li Jianfeng was staring at Fang Zhenzhen, who was eating, for ages, occasionally flashing what he considered a charming smile.
To be honest, he had liked Fang Zhenzhen for a long time. They had grown up together since childhood, but they weren't the kind of "childhood sweethearts" who would grow up to marry each other. Later, when Fang Zhenzhen was in junior high school, she fell in love with Chen Yan from the next class.
This infuriated Li Jianfeng, who threatened to teach Chen Yan a lesson. The news reached Fang Zhenzhen like the wind, and she advised Li Jianfeng not to do anything foolish. It wasn't because Fang Zhenzhen was afraid he would hurt Chen Yan, but because she was afraid he would be taught a lesson by Chen Yan in return.
Fang Zhenzhen was in a dilemma, but Li Jianfeng interpreted her attempts to dissuade him as protecting Chen Yan, which only fueled his anger. He
was so furious his face turned red like Guan Yu's.
The result was obvious: from then on, Li Jianfeng avoided Chen Yan whenever he saw him. He hated himself for not only having his girlfriend stolen, but also for lacking even the courage to fight back.
Now, Li Jianfeng brazenly watched Fang Zhenzhen eat. When he learned that Chen Yan had sacrificed his life in flood relief efforts, he was overjoyed. He truly wished Chen Yan dead, his rival. But then again, when he saw Fang Zhenzhen crying her eyes out, tears and snot streaming down her face, he couldn't bear it.
At this moment, Fang Zhenzhen was leisurely eating her rice, completely oblivious to the atmosphere around her, especially the man in front of her. She felt like an outsider.
She didn't dislike him, but she certainly didn't like him.
Su Bo: "Really, why didn't you invite him to come with you? It's such an important occasion."
Du Yanhong: "Hey, you really don't understand men. Relax, he'll feel uncomfortable in this kind of atmosphere. Besides, you two are close to him, I won't forgive him. Men, they're all always looking for something better.
" Fang Shiyu coughed a few times, quite inappropriately. Du Yanhong seemed to realize she had said the wrong thing. Women, when they get into a conversation, don't forget everything.
Although Fang Zhenzhen was focused on her meal, it didn't mean she wasn't paying attention to the banquet. Her younger sister, Fang Jiayi, glared angrily. This eighteen-year-old girl, representing her sister, stared at the man in front of them. She was very curious why this handsome man kept smiling at her sister, and what was most infuriating was that his lewd smile made her very uncomfortable.
The thought of her sister marrying such a man and her having to call him brother-in-law made her furious.
Du Yanhong: (Changing the subject) There are too few entertainment options in the county town now.
I hope next time you come, you can take us to see a puppet show.
Su Bo: Don't even mention puppet shows, during our annual festival, there's everything you can see.
(Pauses) Anyway, we'll be family from now on. Just
tell us what you want to see.
After saying that, the two of them laughed.
Du Yanhong (smugly): By the way, Mr. Fang, my Jianfeng is planning to transfer from G City back to the county town to teach. After all, Zhenzhen also plans to be a kindergarten teacher in the future, so it's a good match in terms of major, and it'll be good for the two of them to communicate more.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Rarely speaking, with a half-smile) Hey, I heard before that Mr. Li Jianfeng's dream was to become a businessman, wasn't it? Li Jianfeng (helplessly): Forget it, in China, businessmen are the most heartless and cunning. They use each other and deceive each other, so I don't want you, Zhenzhen, to be going to those glamorous places with me all the time.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Seriously) You mean for me? Li Jianfeng: Of course, I'm willing to do anything for Zhenzhen.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Disdainfully) You're lying, saying it's for me.
Fang Jiayi (interrupting): That's right, my sister is so smart.
How could I possibly lie to her! Fang Zhenzhen: I know that there are many benefits to working within the education bureau system. It must have been my father's idea.
Su Bo: (Looking nervous) Zhenzhen, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you know what you just said? Fang Zhenzhen: Of course I know.
Su Bo: Then why did you say that? You're really making me angry! Quickly apologize to Jianfeng.
Fang Shiyu: (Angrily) Zhenzhen! Fang Zhenzhen: (Lowering her head) I'm sorry!
Scene Two: As in the previous scene, a female passerby appears.
An infant.
Two years later, Fang Zhenzhen lies on a lush green lawn, enjoying the warm sunshine on her flawless white skin. She lies there quietly, basking in the sun, her eyes closed. At this moment, a woman's voice comes.
Fang Jiayi: Sister, what time is it? What are you doing? She then sits down, hugging her knees, her ponytail hanging loosely over her shoulders.
Fang Jiayi: (To herself) Daddy just cried.
Fang Zhenzhen remains unmoved, as if it has nothing to do with her.
Fang Jiayi: Sister, do you know? Fang Zhenzhen: I know, that's why I'm thinking about it.
One night, in a room filled with the scent of male hormones, an adult man was flaunting his penis, which looked so old and faded, thrusting in and out of a woman's vagina, making her gasp and moan. Her flushed cheeks were flushed with desire, and she twisted her waist and swayed her hips in response.
Both of them felt ecstasy.
As the man fucked her, he pinched her pointed nipples. With the intense thrusting, her breasts rolled like waves, two large, white breasts swaying, seemingly proving that the female protagonist was experiencing one orgasm after another.
The man swallowed, enjoying the fucking and watching. He wanted to grab them to stop them from moving around. His hips rose and fell, and the woman's breasts swayed with them.
Finally, he managed to hold them in his palm; they were soft and comfortable, the lingering heat rising from his hand to his heart, making the man groan with pleasure. He pinched one of the dark purple grapes and lifted it upwards, causing the woman
's moans to intensify and her brows to furrow. The man thrust powerfully, each stroke penetrating deep into her core, his large penis pounding wildly inside. Suddenly, there was a cracking sound as he collapsed onto the woman's stomach. Startled, the woman put her hand to her nostrils, then quickly pulled him off her stomach and hurriedly ran out, shouting as she ran.
Woman: Help! Something's happened.
[Website address: ******.com] A year later, on the day of Fang Zhenzhen and Li Jianfeng's wedding, after the wedding banquet, Su Bo asked Fang Zhenzhen to come and visit his father.
Su Bo: Zhenzhen, let Dad see your bride's attire.
Fang Zhenzhen turns right from the hall into the first room, where an elderly man lies motionless on the bed.
Fang Shiyu: (choking back tears) This home… Su Bo: (runs over) What did you say?
Everyone gathers around.
Fang Shiyu: Zhenzhen, you must live a good life. Please, take good care of yourself.
Su Bo: I will definitely live a good life, don't worry.
(Facing Du Yanhong, then Zhenzhen) Right?
Du Yanhong: Yes.
They will definitely live a good life together.
Li Jianfeng: Father-in-law, please rest assured, I will definitely take good care of Zhenzhen.
The scene shifts from the Fang family home to Li Jianfeng's home, to the love nest of Li Jianfeng and Fang Zhenzhen.
Li Jianfeng: (full of love) Zhenzhen, I will definitely make you happy.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Slightly embarrassed, her words insincere) Go to sleep.
Li Jianfeng: Wait, such a beautiful night, how can we not have our wedding night?
Zhenzhen, I'm here, don't be shy, this is a necessary process for procreation, as ordained by the sages.
Li Jianfeng slowly approached Fang Zhenzhen, which made her somewhat flustered; her hands trembled as she took off her clothes.
When Fang Zhenzhen lay on the bed, Li Jianfeng quickly covered her with the blanket, and soon he also slipped inside.
He looked into Fang Zhenzhen's eyes, slowly moved closer to her lips, and kissed her.
Fang Zhenzhen opened her eyes without changing her expression, watching him kiss her. Soon, Li Jianfeng's tongue also entered her mouth, licking it vigorously.
Li Jianfeng: My God, I've finally waited for this day.
Zhenzhen, (he hugged Fang Zhenzhen tightly) I'm a virgin, and I've kept it all for you.
Really, even with this desire, just thinking of your face is enough to keep me pure.
Holding Fang Zhenzhen, he felt no response from her. He released her, then moved closer to her lips, his lips moving.
Like everyone's first kiss, Li Jianfeng's kiss wasn't passionate, but his technique was mediocre. It wasn't like a pig gnawing, but at least Fang Zhenzhen didn't feel any gentle comfort. She only knew that her saliva was increasing. She tried to swallow it, but Li Jianfeng sucked it all up, as if he wanted to suck out all the air, almost suffocating Fang Zhenzhen.
When her clothes were completely removed, her pear-shaped breasts exposed to the air, Fang Zhenzhen felt an overwhelming sense of shame, her mind a jumbled mess.
It wasn't that Fang Zhenzhen wasn't prepared for all this, but the sight of being completely naked before her still left her bewildered.
Her mind went blank.
Li Jianfeng felt the same way. Aside from the naked women he'd seen in films, Fang Zhenzhen was the first woman in his real life, the first woman he was about to lose his virginity to. When his trembling hands touched Fang Zhenzhen's breasts, his heart seemed to stop, and his breathing became labored.
At some point, the moment Li Jianfeng inserted his penis into Fang Zhenzhen's vagina, she felt pain, and she knew without a doubt what the fluid flowing out was. Twenty years of guarding her virginity, and it was gone. She wondered if all women had thought about this so seriously: did losing that hymen truly mean a woman had matured? At this moment, Li Jianfeng spread her legs wide, and Fang Zhenzhen responded to his movements. At least the penis inside her was already stirring, though there was no pleasure. For her, it was at least a silent weeping; tears streamed down her face, soaking the pillow, a mixture of tears and sweat indistinguishable.
The sounds of intercourse continued. On the bed, one was struggling to thrust deeper, while the other lay on the sheets like a corpse, letting the penis pound against her
mons pubis. [Website address: 回家路******.com] The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed in, Fang Zhenzhen opened her eyes to find Li Jianfeng sitting beside her.
Seeing her awake, Li Jianfeng suddenly said this: "Good morning, Zhenzhen." He had been so excited the night before that he was still savoring the memory.
Li Jianfeng: "Good morning, Zhenzhen."
(Fang Zhenzhen sits on the bed) Do you think there are still couples as pure as us these days? (Smiling) If people were to tell what happened last night, they would definitely be ridiculed and gossiped about.
(Narrator) In the 21st century, that is, in 2000, it's actually rare to find a couple where both partners are virgins at the time of marriage. The male virgin is indeed a rarity.
Fang Zhenzhen seems uninterested in this topic, quickly throws off the covers, and leaves the room.
In the following days, like everyone else, the vegetarian suddenly found herself indulging in alcohol and meat, inevitably leading to nightly revelry.
But for those she didn't love, Fang Zhenzhen treated it as a routine, neither taking the initiative nor refusing.
Time flies.
Fang Zhenzhen vomits occasionally; perhaps she knows this is a sign of pregnancy. She casually grabs a tomato from the table and eats it, her gaze blank.
Another year passes.
The child is born naturally. That night, the baby cries, and the two are lying in bed. Li Jianfeng undresses Fang Zhenzhen.
A day has passed since the child's cold.
Li Jianfeng: It's all better now, didn't the doctor say so too? Fang Zhenzhen: But… (looking at the child not far away) The child is here.
Li Jianfeng: I'll be gentle.
The child is so small.
It's okay.
Fang Zhenzhen knew there was no point in saying anything more, so she could only let Li Jianfeng do as he pleased.
After a year of married life, the two seemed to have become more and more in sync. Although Fang Zhenzhen didn't love her husband, who could control their desires? On the other side of the bed, the baby was crying loudly, tears streaming down his face. After they finished, Li Jianfeng quickly got up, picked up the child, and comforted him.
Li Jianfeng: Good boy, baby, don't cry.
At this moment, Fang Zhenzhen had a satisfied look on her face, not only because of what had just happened, but also because she saw that her child had a good father.
(Narrator) Why are humans always so greedy? You don't cherish the person who loves you, but you keep thinking about the person you love. Time is the most ruthless. The person who loved you back then, the person you loved in return, years later, even if you still love him and think about him as always, when you become a wife, will he still love you?
Act Three, Scene 3: A year later, Fang Jiayi visits Fang Zhenzhen. In the nursery, she sees the sleeping baby Li Qiao. Fang Jiayi touches the little one's soft, chubby hands and then gently squeezes his tiny feet.
She leans in and kisses his little cheek.
Fang Zhenzhen happens to witness this.
Fang Jiayi is wearing a white shirt and a black coat that day, presumably early spring. Her long, dark, flowing hair is loose over her shoulders.
She wears a plaid skirt.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Suddenly) He's starting to look more and more like Jianfeng, isn't he?
Fang Jiayi is somewhat surprised, then follows her out of the nursery. Fang Zhenzhen has already poured tea on the table, waiting for Fang Jiayi to sit down.
The tea is steaming, emitting white steam. Fang Jiayi looks around.
Fang Jiayi: Well concealed, but who knows? How much longer will this charade continue?
Fang Zhenzhen: How rude!
What kind of acting is this?
(Hands tea to Fang Jiayi) Drink.
Fang Jiayi: (Takes tea) Because I know.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Smiles) What do you know? Fang Jiayi: (Takes a sip of tea) My sister's true colors.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Smiles wider) You're just saying strange things.
Fang Jiayi: Is that so? I've studied your affairs more thoroughly than I have myself.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Puts down teacup) Even though you're a university student,
can you please not speak with that all-knowing tone? Besides, what makes you think you know more about others than yourself? Fang Jiayi: (Lips lips twitch) What? Pretending to be a happy housewife? Actually, you're not satisfied at all, are you?
Fang Zhenzhen: (Previously rests chin on left hand, looking disdainful) Enough, stop saying those strange things.
Fang Jiayi: I knew I was right.
Yeah, there's no love between them.
Fang Zhenzhen: (Holding the teacup in her hands again, blowing on the rising steam) Love? Fang Jiayi: You don't love him, do you? As for Li Jianfeng, why did you get married? Why is it only on something as important as marriage that you would follow your parents' opinions?
Before this, you would have opposed whatever they said.
Address Page/The Way Home******.com Address Page/The Way Home******.com Fang Zhenzhen: (Suddenly realizing) Oh? Is that so? Fang Jiayi: What's wrong? Fang Zhenzhen: You? You don't believe marriage is a romantic thing, do you? You used to always say you fantasized about Rococo fireplaces and rose-filled flowerbeds.
You even fantasized about naming your children.
Fang Jiayi: So what?
Fang Zhenzhen: I think marriage is just a life contract written on paper, unlike you—believing in meaningless things like honeymoons and newlyweds.
You'll understand if you look at Mom and the others.
So-called couples are just one person abandoning the other.
It's not like the perfect married life shown in movies.
(Laughs) At night, in Fang Zhenzhen's room, there were occasional gasps, accompanied by a unique hormonal smell filling the room.
Li Jianfeng stroked Fang Zhenzhen's flawless white arm, but Fang Zhenzhen nestled in his arms, letting him do as he pleased.
Li Jianfeng said, "Our feelings are growing deeper."
A meaningful smile played on Fang Zhenzhen's lips as she slowly closed her eyes. Li Jianfeng held her tightly once more as they fell asleep.
Waking up in the middle of the night, Fang Zhenzhen sat up and gazed at Li Jianfeng sleeping beside her for a long time before lying back down, seemingly sighing—was it dissatisfaction with her marriage or pity for Li Jianfeng? That night, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
[To be continued]

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