Goodbye, Mother-in-law

The night was silent, but people's hearts were restless! It wasn't that I was overjoyed at the prospect of getting a new position, but rather that the happiness of having my efforts recognized was real! The very next day, as I prepared to accept the personnel appointment, a sudden surprise left me stunned! The new section chief wasn't me, but my longtime brother—Afei!
When I carefully examined Afei, he avoided my gaze like a mouse before a cat. When I looked up at the old man, his eyes, filled with a murderous glint, directly implied: "You dare to hit on my girl? You think you can get away with this?" I walked heavily to Afei, congratulating him first. After offering that less-than-fair congratulation, I walked out of the meeting room without looking back!
That morning was agonizing. The only achievement was writing a rather lengthy resignation letter. I realized it really was time for a change of scenery. When I handed the resignation letter to the old man, it all seemed to be exactly what he expected. However, I still have to admire his incredible magnanimity. He pretended not to know anything, feigning concern to keep me, and even gave me a long explanation of why he appointed A-Fei.
In this world, no one, no thing, no event can stop the earth from turning! People still have to live!
To be honest, deep down I didn't blame the old man at all. He wasn't wrong. If it were me, anyone who dared to mess with my girl, I wouldn't let them get away with it! I think if I stayed, it wouldn't be a good thing for him, for me, or for the beautiful section chief.
I left without saying goodbye to A-Fei because I really didn't know what to say to him! Maybe he was right. After all, in the face of reality, what's more important than one's own future? Are friends really meant to be betrayed? Does one's success necessarily have to be achieved by stepping on others' shoulders? I was speechless because I knew that someone with my personality could never do that! So I will always just be an ordinary man!
On days without work, my life feels like being trapped inside a book, lonely and helpless! Perhaps I really should move on from the shadow of my friend's betrayal. My wife is away on a business trip again, and the lonely nights make me feel even more isolated! I sit blankly at the computer again, recounting my painful past!
It's been a while since I've seen my son, and I really want to see him, but I still have some reservations about going to my mother-in-law's house alone. I've spent three days at home eating instant noodles and eggs, missing my son and my mother-in-law's delicious cooking. I went to the supermarket and bought some fruit, formula, and other things, then went to my mother-in-law's house alone.
The moment my mother-in-law opened the door, I saw a hint of panic in her eyes; I think she definitely didn't expect me to come see her at this time. My mother-in-law has lost weight and looks quite haggard; I wonder if it's because of taking care of the baby day and night. As she went to get me some water, she kept nagging, "What happened in the end? Was work not going well? Or did you fight with Yangyang? Look at how long your beard has grown, how messy your hair is…!"
Marriage is the grave of love! I firmly believe this! I don't know if it's me who has changed, or my wife. Arguments! Cold wars! I really don't know where that cute, lively girl went; in her place, she's become like an unreasonable, incredibly willful shrew! Sometimes I think: marriage is really fragile. Without children, how many couples could last? Maybe marriage is just like that—learning to be tolerant and forgiving amidst the arguments!
I took the water glass from my mother-in-law's hand, and touched her soft, cool hand again. I quickly withdrew my hand and interrupted her question, "It's okay, Yangyang and I are doing fine. She's still the same, always traveling for work. But I quit my job and I'm planning to look for another one these days." My mother-in-law didn't ask anything more. I think she must have sensed that I was having some troubles at work, otherwise, I, who always pay attention to my appearance, wouldn't have appeared in front of her so disheveled. But I didn't want to explain anything. These kinds of things aren't things that can be explained to a woman in a few words!
My mother-in-law went to prepare lunch, while I went to her room to play with the baby. Looking at the baby sitting in the walker, my heart ached. Was my heart really that fragile? Didn't my mother always teach me that if you fall down, you get up again? So what if I was betrayed by a friend? As long as I don't make the same mistake again, it'll be fine! The more hardships I experience, the more mature I become!
After my mother-in-law fed the baby, she put him to bed. When she saw me wolfing down my food, she chuckled. A little embarrassed, I laughed and said, "Hehe! I've been eating instant noodles these past few days, your cooking is really delicious! Anyone else would eat like this!"
After dinner, my mother-in-law went to wash the dishes, but I sat in the living room watching the same old TV show on repeat. After she finished, she sat with me on the sofa to watch TV and chat. Perhaps she had already guessed my thoughts and was giving me advice on how to conduct myself. Yes! One shouldn't have a heart to harm others, but one must be wary of others! But for some reason, the thought of being betrayed by a friend felt like a knife cutting into my heart, an unbearable pain! I turned to look at my mother-in-law, and she gently embraced me. Tears streamed down my face.
Perhaps my mother-in-law was right; let bygones be bygones! We can't change the past, so why not cherish the present? This time, my embrace was devoid of any ulterior motives, filled only with familial love and friendship!
I believe I can change myself, starting now!
I found a new job, and in front of my new colleagues, I'm no longer as playful. In their words, I seem introverted and serious! I rarely participate in company-organized recreational activities anymore, not even my favorites: basketball and karaoke. I often run alone on the riverside promenade in Fuzhou, and often sing love songs alone in my study at home!
Marriage is the grave of love! I firmly believe this! I don't know if it's me who has changed, or my wife. Arguments! Cold wars! I really don't know where that cute and lively girl went; in her place, she's become like an unreasonable, capricious shrew! Sometimes I think: marriage is truly fragile. Without children, how many couples could persevere to the end? Perhaps marriage itself is like this—learning to be tolerant and forgiving amidst arguments!
When I saw in my QQ classmate group that we were having a junior high school reunion for National Day, I immediately thought of her—my girlfriend of three years who betrayed me. Go ahead, after all, the feelings between classmates are still pure.
I never imagined I would see her like this, and the series of things that happened to her shocked me. What I never expected was that a class reunion would lead to us rolling around in bed!
Without the friction of our bellies, where does the spark of love come from? Without passionate kisses, where does the rolling around in bed come from? If I had understood this three years ago, the tragedy of my girlfriend sleeping with someone else wouldn't have happened.
To hell with love! I have to be myself again! When I returned to my hometown after many years, I couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. Things have changed. The naive boy I once was is long gone, and now, a weathered man has a face full of vicissitudes! Most of my junior high school classmates are already married, with all sorts of jobs—teachers, police officers, white-collar workers, farmers, and so on! What am I? I don't know, and I don't want to know. Indeed, for someone like me who didn't even finish high school, making a name for myself is incredibly difficult! Although I outwardly appear indifferent to everything, in reality, I also yearn for my own career, for a place in the world that belongs to me! Actually, I've always believed in myself, and I believe that true success isn't built on the suffering of others!
I saw her; she seemed more mature than before, and perhaps her unique aura made her stand out among dozens of people. I simply watched her from afar, nodded, because I truly didn't know what to say at that moment! Perhaps silence was the best way to connect!
Our gathering was actually quite simple. Our class monitor, in his familiar, classic tone, briefly outlined the evening's arrangements—basically just a dinner followed by karaoke. But honestly, this kind of dinner and karaoke is completely different from a formal social gathering. Everyone chatted and laughed, sharing stories of their work and lives after graduation.
That night, I drank a lot. I don't know if it was because I was happy to see an old classmate, or because I wanted to use alcohol to mask my feelings for her! Yes, deep down, I know I still love her, but I still can't understand why she did what she did! Why? The songs
I sang were those sad "Goodbye Kiss" and "Why Can't Lovers Be Together?" After I finished singing, I saw her in the corner of the karaoke room, avoiding my gaze. Perhaps she, like me, was already filled with tears!
After the classmates left, I sat alone, eyes tightly closed, quietly leaning against the sofa in the lobby, reflecting on the events of the evening. Tomorrow I'm going back. Perhaps tonight is the last time we'll see each other. Goodbye, my former love. Maybe I really should let you go! As I looked up, ready to leave, she stood before me, staring blankly. I suddenly stood up and pulled her into my arms, unwilling to let go for a long time.
As I led her into the hotel room, we collapsed heavily onto the bed, my kisses never leaving her lips from the moment we entered. From the rise and fall of her body, I could feel that she liked my domineering tenderness!
Why didn't I understand this before? Was friendship really that important to me? Could my strong muscles really be no match for that bulging belly? Recalling the past, the desire in my heart burned like oil, growing ever stronger! Possessing her was my only thought at that moment!
Why did my three years of waiting only result in betrayal? Why, even now, do I still can't forget her? Why? Touching her familiar yet unfamiliar body, I realized how foolish I had been all along! The world keeps turning even without anyone, doesn't it? My life goes on even without her, doesn't it?
When I used all the flirting tricks I knew on her, her desire had already been sublimated, her nipples were already hard and contracted, and her vagina was already a wet meadow! She grabbed my erect penis and tried to push it into her vagina. But I didn't want to go in so easily; I wanted her to beg me, I wanted her to feel the irresistible sensation!
"Soldier! I want it! Come in quickly!" she murmured, not because I had any conscience, but because my own unruly penis kept throbbing. I didn't hesitate and thrust into that dreamlike paradise with a brutal force!
I don't know if it was because I drank alcohol that night, or because I really wanted to prove that I was no less than that pot-bellied man, but my penis rode on her body for nearly an hour, yet it still stood erect and proud. Her moans were already hoarse, and her once moist vagina had become dry. I think that sex now was no longer pleasure, but a burden. When I finished that rapid thrusting, I released all the semen I had been holding back into her vagina!
Sex is exhilarating! But after the passion, there was an overwhelming sense of melancholy! As we lay quietly on the bed, speechless for a long time, I knew that I had actually let go! It's over, isn't it? I really don't know if the reason I fell into depravity was because of the heavy blow she dealt me.
I reached out and hugged her tightly, only to find that her eyes were already filled with tears. Don't cry, okay? Maybe this is fate. Life might really be like rape; if you can't resist, then enjoy it!
We talked about the past. She kept trying to explain why she betrayed me, but I covered her lips. It's really over. Let those painful memories go with the wind. Seizing the present and creating the future is perhaps the eternal theme!
I really need to change myself. Today's society makes me feel so insignificant. What right do I have to drift with the tide? Nothing! Really nothing! I am a "four-no" newcomer of the new era—no power, no car! No money, no handsomeness!
When I returned to Fuzhou, my heart was much calmer, and I suddenly realized I had matured considerably. Yes, didn't the ancients say that a man should be established by thirty? I'm about to turn thirty myself, and all these years, what have I gained? And what have I lost?
[The End]

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