A second spring in middle age

Don't say this is the norm in marriage. At least in my family, this kind of relationship couldn't last. After my son started elementary school, my wife and I completely broke up. She found someone new, and I was disheartened. I didn't want to argue or fight anymore, so we agreed to divorce. I got custody of the child and the house, and she got the rest of the property. After taking full control of the child, I realized how hard my wife had worked. I was certainly working hard to earn money for baby formula, but my wife, who managed all the household affairs, probably wasn't having an easy time either. I started the miserable life of going to work to earn money and taking care of the child after get off work. Fortunately, my son was still young, so I could manage his studies, although the various school activities kept me quite busy. That parent-teacher meeting was my first meeting with Ms. Chen. She was my son's homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher, a very pretty young woman. Seeing Ms. Chen, with her ponytail and light-colored polo shirt, smiling and greeting parents at the classroom door, I thought it was pretty good; my son had a young and approachable teacher. The parent-teacher meeting mainly outlined the tasks for the new semester after the pandemic and areas where parental cooperation was needed. After the meeting, I stayed behind to talk with Ms. Chen. I felt it necessary to explain my family situation to her, and I was particularly concerned about my son's mental health in a divorced family. Ms. Chen was very young, and her eyes held a vitality and enthusiasm that I lacked. She expressed understanding for my family's situation and said she would pay close attention to my son's emotions and daily life. To facilitate communication, we added each other on WeChat. Afterwards, Ms. Chen and I maintained close contact. My son is at a mischievous age, and with the changes in family members, he still doesn't understand why his mother left and often throws tantrums because of it. I feel helpless and don't know how to explain everything to him. Whenever Ms. Chen communicates with me about my son's situation at school, I often apologize repeatedly, unsure of what to do next. I am grateful to Teacher Chen. My son has caused her a lot of trouble, so I told her I wanted to treat her to a meal to express my gratitude. She declined, and I smiled, thinking it made sense; she's always been sensitive. On Teacher's Day, I bought a bouquet of flowers and a box of mochi, which most girls love, and had my son take it to her. My son told me after school that the teacher was very happy to see the mochi, and I smiled again—my little foodie! Since then, I've had my son bring a box of mochi to the teacher every few days. Teacher Chen didn't refuse such a small treat. It was this small treat that created an unbreakable bond between me and this young teacher. When I invited Teacher Chen to dinner again, she didn't refuse this time, but instead seemed a little flustered despite trying to appear calm. The meal was very proper; we talked about my son's academic performance, and I thanked Teacher Chen again sincerely. The only overstepping point was when I asked, "Are you single?" "Oh, I don't know how I blurted it out. Teacher Chen probably didn't expect it either, but she quickly recovered and said yes. We also laughed and changed the subject, avoiding that sensitive topic again. Later, naturally, my WeChat conversations with Teacher Chen changed. It was still routine communication, but with an added sweetness. Then it became like this. I don't know how to describe the emotional journey. Anyway, now we occasionally go out on dates, have meals, and go for walks, tacitly choosing the suburbs or neighboring cities. I understand Teacher Chen's reluctance to go public; after all, it's sensitive, and considering her age, I'm not exactly a good match for her, standing at the peak of her life. And me, hehe, I don't have the courage to start over." Wanting to share this was just my own selfish desire. Teacher Chen made me feel a long-lost light. Her enthusiasm and naivety made me laugh frequently, and her body also made me fall for her. When I was walking hand in hand with Teacher Chen, and when we were passionately fighting in bed, I gained great pleasure and even satisfaction. This is wonderful. It is the happiest thing I have had since I turned middle-aged.

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