Red Apricot Mahjong: A Gambling Life (Parts 1-12)

(I)
"...Ugh, you're so naughty, hehe!"
"This bitch, does she really think I'm dead?" I
cursed inwardly, watching my wife flirting on the phone.
I, Wu Licheng, am an accountant at a multinational corporation, with a high income and a successful career. In the eyes of many around me
, I am a successful man with a happy life. However, what others envy most is that I married a beautiful
and charming wife—Fang Xinyi.
We've been married for just one year, and she's twenty-five years old this year. Xinyi has fair skin, a delicate oval face,
willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and pearly white teeth and cherry lips. She is 1.68 meters tall, slender, with a slim waist, full breasts, beautiful legs, and
a round bottom. She is truly charming and captivating. To most people, our union is a match made in heaven, the perfect pair
.
But what exactly is our relationship now, this beautiful woman who can charm anyone, my wife whom I've only been married to for a year
? I don't know, I can't describe what our relationship is now...
Where did it all begin? Yes, it all started with that incident…
*** *** *** ***
“Huh, she didn’t go out today,” I muttered. My wife’s shoes were neatly arranged on
the shoe rack in front of the door.
Influenced by her mother from a young age, Xin Yi started playing mahjong early on, developing a mahjong addiction and
never missing an opportunity to play. After we got married, with me as the breadwinner, she stopped
working and treated mahjong as her “profession.”
On accounting days, I was incredibly busy at the company, inevitably having to
work overtime on Saturdays. It was common for me to come home late and not find my wife. Xin Yi
not going out to play mahjong on Saturday night naturally surprised me.
Walking into the living room, I saw Xin Yi sitting on the sofa, watching an unknown Korean drama on TV. Although her eyes
were the screen, her mind was clearly elsewhere. She seemed completely
oblivious to my loud entrance.
"What's wrong?" I walked over and waved my hand in front of her eyes. My wife's behavior today was really
strange . Could it be that she lost all her gambling money this month?
"What!" Xinyi spoke up, her tone sharp, turning her face away as if she didn't want to see me.
"I was going to ask you that!" I snapped, thinking that I was already exhausted, and now I had to put up with
my wife's inexplicable anger. What kind of situation was this?
"Ask me? Humph, you did it yourself and now you're asking me why?" Xinyi turned around, her face
full of disdain.
"What did I do? I worked hard so you could enjoy yourself at home, buy designer
clothes and cosmetics, and play mahjong!" I was completely baffled by Xinyi's words.
"I knew you wouldn't have the guts to admit it." Xinyi laughed instead of getting angry. "Then you should recognize this, right?" She
held up something and waved it at me—it was a worn notebook with my crooked
name signed on the cover.
My expression changed instantly, and I understood what my wife meant. That notebook held
a secret from before my marriage… no, from all along.
I had never forgotten someone, my dream girl who haunted my thoughts—Lin Ke'en. Ke'en was naturally beautiful,
possessing a unique charm compared to Xin Yi. When I met her, I was deeply attracted by her appearance and temperament, but at that time she
was already at the stage of discussing marriage with her current husband. Therefore, although I could only hide my boundless
admiration for her and smile to wish her well
, I was drunk on her wedding day because my heart was broken. Since her marriage, although I
buried in my heart, I still seized every opportunity to secretly observe her every move, every smile,
recording every bit of my love for her in my diary. With each entry, my longing for her grew stronger.
I pasted one of her photos in my diary so that I could look at her for a while every day and whisper my secrets to her.
After we got married, I secretly hid my diary among the many books in the bookcase in my study, because I
knew Xinyi rarely read books. Aside from playing mahjong, she mostly
got her information from the internet and television.
But I never expected her to find it!
I pretended to be calm and said, "Xinyi, those are just some casual word games, why take them so seriously?"
Xinyi sneered, "What? You can deny it just because it's written in black and white? Let me read it! Let's see if you just
wrote it randomly!"
She read through gritted teeth, pointing to the paper, "Sigh, I never thought that even after marriage I would still be so
hung up , thinking about her every night. Without a doubt, she still holds the most important place in my heart."
"If I could marry Ke'en now, I'd be willing to divorce her!"
With each sentence she spoke, my expression grew more awkward. Those were genuine feelings revealed, and I didn't know how to handle this
situation .
"Now I finally understand why you got so drunk on Ke'en's wedding day, pretending to fend off the groom's drinks.
And why you said all that nonsense." Xin Yi's voice grew louder and louder.
"Are you using me as a substitute so you can still see her often after her wedding?"
Xin Yi grabbed my arm and said, "If you promise me you'll tear this up, and we
cut off all contact with her, I can pretend none of this ever happened."
Hearing that I had to cut off all contact with Ke'en, a feeling of resistance welled up inside me. I said, "I
've never had a relationship with her, and I've never betrayed you. Don't be unreasonable! Even though we're married
, our hearts are still free. I don't need to have my heart on you every single moment!"
"What? Fine, if that's what you say, then I can be free too!" Xin Yi's eyes were practically spitting fire
.
"Okay, just kidding, don't be so angry about this, I won't do it again!" I could tell she
was really angry, and since I was in the wrong, I wanted to say something nice to appease her and ease the tension.
"What joke? Tell me, what are we going to do about this?" She pressed on, waving her notebook.
"This...this..." I stammered for a long time, not knowing how to answer.
"Fine, if you won't answer, I'll settle this for you!" Seeing me circling around the issue without replying, she became even angrier and, in
her anger started tearing up the diary, her hand reaching for the photo of Ke'en.
Seeing that Ke'en's photo was about to be torn up, I panicked and grabbed her hand to stop her,
scolding , "Don't act like a shrew, okay? Let's talk this out!"
"What? You call me a shrew? Fine, I'm a shrew. She's your saint, isn't she?
What kind of good person do you think she is? I'm a shrew, and she's a slut, a slut who seduces idiots like you!" Xin Yi,
enraged, even started cursing Ke'en.
Hearing this, I was enraged and instinctively slapped her across the face. "Can you compare to her? Who's
like you, a woman who only knows how to gamble and neglects her family? She's the model wife!"
In my fury, I don't know how much force I used, but I think I used a lot of force because I heard a crisp
"slap." After hitting her, I immediately regretted it and tried to hug her, comfort her, and
apologize .
She pushed my hand away, forcefully shoving me, covering her face and glaring at me fiercely. "Fine,
Wu Licheng , you hit me well, that slap was perfect! I see you for who you are now! From today onwards, I won't interfere with your
freedom, and you shouldn't interfere with mine!"
"What are you saying? I was wrong just now, I apologize, but..." I regretted my
impulsiveness and tried to calm her anger and prevent things from getting out of control.
"No buts! You want your freedom? I'll give it to you, but we're equal, so don't interfere with my
freedom either!" She was unmoved and relentless.
"Let's not say these hurtful things anymore, okay, Xiaoyi? It's all my fault, please forgive me
!" I continued to try to defuse the heated situation with a gentle approach.
"Wu Licheng, stop pretending! You're a man, after all! Now that we've made things clear, you're
free to pursue your 'saint' (a term of endearment for a woman), and you shouldn't interfere in my affairs. So, you agree now? I've said what you really
wanted to say!"
"Xiaoyi, calm down. Don't say that. We're still husband and wife, after all. We should
resolve problems calmly!"
"Husband and wife? Are we husband and wife? Alright, we're all adults. Let's not deceive each other about this.
You want your freedom? I'll give it to you. You give me your freedom too! But, you idiot, do you think
you can get her if you divorce me? What kind of daydream are you having?"
"What are you saying? Let's not put things so bluntly!" Whether it was her persistent attitude or
that daydream comment, I felt a bit awkward. A nameless anger welled up in my chest again, and I
retorted sharply.
"What are you saying? That's exactly what I'm saying! Go chase after your saintly girl, and if you succeed, I'll divorce you without a second thought. I'm giving
you a chance, aren't you happy? Fine, I'm going to enjoy my freedom now!" After saying that, she
grabbed her bag and stormed out the door without looking back. She didn't return until the early hours of the next morning when I was still half asleep.
*** *** *** ***
After that argument, we were in a cold war, rarely speaking to each other. Before,
she would restrain herself from playing mahjong after my advice. But after that, Xinyi completely ignored my opinions and
started going out frequently. And since then, she often flirts intimately with her mahjong
partner (who seems to be male) on the phone right in front of me, I don't know if it's true or just to annoy me.
Although our argument that time hurt our feelings a bit, we're still husband and wife, and
I can't help but worry about her safety when she often goes out at night, especially since I feel a bit
guilty . I often regret it afterward and want to apologize, but I always get a cold shoulder from her, and I can't bring
myself to apologize. However, whenever I have free time from work, I still keep an eye on her.
Just now, seeing her so intimately talking on the phone with a man, I felt a mix of emotions and felt very uncomfortable. Now she
coldly tells me she's going out to play mahjong and leaves.
I glanced at my watch; it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. I was a little worried. After thinking it over, I muttered to myself, "I
'm not going to follow her. Isn't it normal for a husband to worry about his wife's safety? Besides, as long as she gets there safely, I'll
come back. Even if we argue, do I, as a husband, need an excuse to protect my wife?"
Afraid that Xin Yi would react violently if she found out I was following her, I put on a baseball cap to
secretly follow her. I ran down the stairs and saw Xin Yi had already reached the street corner and was hailing a taxi
. After she got in, I also hailed a taxi and followed her.
After Xin Yi got out of the car, she went into an old building. I pulled my cap down low and followed her inside. The few people
coming gave the impression that this place was a mixed bag, with complicated backgrounds. I watched Xin Yi walk to
the elevator from a distance. Luckily, she was the only one taking the elevator. Looking at the indicator light, I knew she stopped on the seventh floor. So I
took another elevator to the seventh floor as well.
The lighting system was inadequate, and the corridor was a U-shaped one, dimly lit, making me feel quite
depressed. But I was desperate to find my wife, so I couldn't worry about anything else and started looking
around for Xinyi. The two elevators were only a couple of minutes apart, but in the blink of an eye, Xinyi was gone. My dear wife,
where are you?

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