Lost Apricot 1-8 (Completed)

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"Lost Apricot"

– adapted from Lyman's 2000 novel, "I Saved Him, He Stole My Wife."

Friendly reminder: Before reading this article, please read the original "I Saved Him, He Stole My Wife" for a better experience.

Many marriages are not as perfect and stable as they appear on the surface. Sometimes, they are more like delicate
porcelain, requiring constant care from both partners. The more exquisite and valuable the "porcelain," the more
careful one must be to prevent the jealousy and sabotage of malicious individuals—this is the rule of modern marriage.

Unfortunately, many marriages that were considered perfect have crumbled because they ignored this rule; many "porcelain" pieces mistake
their exquisite value for indestructibility, ultimately falling prey to malicious individuals, shattering into pieces, and leaving only regret.

He Hechen is such a case.

I was unaware of He Hechen's tragedy until a patient's dying words sparked my
interest. A quick online search led me to an
article titled "I Saved Him, He Stole My Wife" (hereinafter referred to as "My Article").

Apparently, this article caused quite a stir, leaving many heartbroken and shocked. However, I wasn't as shocked after reading it. Before that, I had already been shocked
by listening to my patient's account and compiling the photographic and textual materials he left behind. 　　Yes, my patient was "Gong" from that article. 　　During the year or so he spent evading capture and wandering, he secretly returned to Beijing once, even planning a scheme to regain He Hechen's sympathy and affection by recounting his "tragic experiences." Unfortunately, the "silly beauty" had already gone to Germany, leaving him with unfulfilled ambitions. 　　Six months ago, he fled to Xi'an and came to my remote clinic for treatment, already diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer. By then, he was penniless and begging on the streets to survive. He couldn't afford medical treatment, or even painkillers. Seeing his pitiful state, I took him in to live in the dilapidated house behind the clinic. There was a quilt on the broken bed, and he ate three simple meals a day. In this way, he eked out a living for the last three months of his life in the dilapidated house. 　　Anyone who has seen a patient with late-stage liver cancer knows that the pain is unbearable for most people; the cheap painkillers I gave him for free had predictably little effect. What helped him overcome the pain and sustained him through the final journey of his life were his so-called "revenge memories" and the precious black box he always clutched to his chest. 　　Only a few days before his death did he finally show me the contents of the black box: a diary, some photos, several pairs of stockings, several sets of sexy women's lingerie, and a delicate transparent plastic box containing pubic hair, blood-stained tissues, and used condoms! 　　I remember those days; he was ravaged by illness, pale and barely recognizable. But when he recounted his "glorious journey" of revenge against the rich, especially when he saw the photos and underwear in the black box, he seemed to immediately forget his pain. His eyes lit up, and an incredible flush of excitement returned to his face. 　　Gong finally died. 　　A perverted avenger died. 　　But he left me his diary filled with the word "revenge," those absurd yet real obscene words , those explicit photos of Chen, and her private belongings. 　　This was a real hot potato! I had intended to burn these filthy and perverted things, but when I thought of the attention and heated discussion my article had caused, and when I thought of the perversion and malice revealed in this diary, a hundred times stronger than in my article, I felt a responsibility and an obligation to reveal a more real and comprehensive Gong—this psychologically warped avenger! 　　I think the more important point is that this diary provides a deeper understanding of how a sophisticated urban woman like Chen, with her privileged circumstances and seemingly perfect marriage, strayed into the path of infidelity . It might serve as a warning and a cautionary tale for happy couples in real life who haven't yet experienced marital tragedy. 　　The entire story is already told in great detail in my previous work, so I won't repeat it here. My task was actually quite simple: I just slightly adjusted Gong's diary (mainly the important details not in my previous work, or those overlooked by He ), and then copied it verbatim, including his grammatical errors and typos, and published it as is. 　　There's still a bit of confusion here: in my previous work, I mentioned a diary of Gong's that He read once and then burned. What about the one I have? Since I only looked up this story online after Gong's death , I didn't have time to ask him how he ended up with two diaries. 　　However, I noticed that the original text described the diary as follows: "It's more accurate to call it his diary than his personal journal. It doesn't record exact dates and it's written intermittently, not every day." The diary I have, although sometimes only one entry every three or four days or even a week, is marked with detailed dates, weather, and even moods for each entry. I specifically compared the contents of Gong's diary, as revealed by the author in chapters 64-66 of the novel "Me," with several corresponding diary entries I have. While mine also has some illogical and poorly worded sections, it is significantly more organized and richer in content. Considering Gong's meticulous nature, extreme vanity, and strong emphasis on the "revenge process," my conjecture is that 　　the one He destroyed was merely a draft. Perhaps Gong felt it was a waste to throw it away and deliberately kept it in the dormitory to annoy He; while the one I have is the original. It was likely created when Gong, during his conquest of Chen, encountered difficulties, achieved breakthroughs, or gained new insights, referring to the drafts from previous days, adding new content and providing more detailed descriptions of certain details. 　　In his eyes, this diary was perhaps like a general's medal, which he could touch after "retirement," reminiscing about his past "glory on the battlefield." 　　So, let's follow Gong's twisted diary, review his "revenge journey," and explore the mystery of Chen's extramarital affair. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(Part 1) 　　"I feel I'm not an ordinary person; I will become a strong person!"

Today, I have finally found a shortcut to achieving my ideals, a brilliant way to kill two birds with one stone. I will thoroughly
avenge myself on the person I despise, I will surpass He, I will sleep with Chen! I will record my path to success in writing!

Man proposes, God disposes!

This is the admonition Gong wrote on the title page of his diary, almost identical to the draft He saw in the text "I,"
except that the "he" in the draft has become "He" here, and he has blatantly added
"I will sleep with Chen."

Anyone who has kept a diary has had this experience: at first, you don't want to write that person's name, you only use "he"
or "she" to represent it, but as you write, one day, when that person's name appears in your diary
, you suddenly realize that you have loved (or hated) that person to the extreme!

From Gong's admonition to encourage himself, we can see that when he was preparing to write the final version of this diary, his
"hatred" for He and his desire to conquer Chen had reached a new height.

The text doesn't specify when the draft was started—was it
after I became He's driver in early 2005, or a little later? But my diary clearly states it
started on June 19, 2005.

That day, he inadvertently saw Chen's thigh.

"My God, what beautiful thighs! I don't even know how to describe them! So thin and long,
yet so fleshy you can't see the bones, I don't know how they grew like that! So beautiful! And they're covered in thin stockings
, clearly deliberately seducing men!

Luckily, the little girl accidentally grabbed them! Otherwise, how would I have had the chance to see such beautiful thighs?
And looking up from the bottom of the stairs, oh, I think I even saw a little bit of panties, haha! But what's
the use of being beautiful? They don't belong to me! Such beautiful thighs, and that beast He Tiantian has them! ...Why should he?
No way, I'm going to take them away, they should be mine! I'm going to bankrupt He, ruin his reputation, make him beg
for food! And I'll hold his beautiful wife every day, touch her thighs, and fuck her pussy!

I swear, I can do it!"

On the first day of her diary, Gong expressed her determination like this.

It should be said that since becoming He's driver in early 2005 and having more contact with Chen, Gong began
to have some improper thoughts about her, but those were mostly just normal male sexual fantasies about beautiful women. During this period, even if Gong
had a slight awareness of "using possession of Chen to get revenge on He," it should have been vague, because Chen and he
belonged to completely different worlds!

But no one expected that the "stunning moment" unintentionally created by the little girl Chuchu would suddenly illuminate
Gong's "path of revenge"! And also led to the birth of this "revenge diary"!

In the nearly six months between making up his mind on June 19th and finally "conquering" the beauty's body on December 1st
, there were not many entries in the diary, only 27, which would be more appropriate to call a weekly journal. Compared to the diary entries after December 1st
, these 27 entries are shorter, but still quite rich in content. They record in detail her
desire for Chen's body, her hatred for He Fuyou, and the design, revision, and summary of her plan to win the beauty's sympathy and favor
.

"I saw that beautiful woman's thighs again today! I was so excited! ... The little girl ran, and I chased after her. I
caught up to the bedroom door, which was ajar. My beauty was putting on her stockings! She was pulling them up to her knees! Even though it was just
for a moment, I really saw her thighs without stockings, so white! My big dick (
that's what I wrote in my diary, the same below) jumped in my pants. Compared to hers, my stinky woman's legs are practically pig
legs! ... Why do such beautiful thighs belong to that beast He! It's so unfair!"

"I have to pick up that beast He again. Chen actually wants to go to the airport to pick him up too! What's the point? We'll
be home soon, why worry about seeing him half an hour earlier? It's been over a week, is this woman getting horny
? But you can't have sex at the airport... I saw in the rearview mirror that my beauty was half-lying in that beast He's arms
! She was whispering, 'No, someone will see.' He's shameless! Does he think I'm just a shadow?"

"Why does she dress so beautifully every day? This suit she's in today is even better; her waist is so slim, the neckline is so low
, and her breasts are practically bursting off the buttons of her shirt! ...My wife has big breasts too, but why
aren't they as alluring as hers? ...No, I can't keep peeking at her breasts; it wouldn't be good if I got caught.
But I believe that one day I'll be able to touch them!"

"Today, I easily won her sympathy with a little trick. I pretended to be preoccupied, and sure enough, she
asked if something was wrong. I held back at first, but under her persistent questioning, I finally confessed, feigning helplessness
, that my family had borrowed 8,000 yuan to pay for my brother's medical treatment, and now they
wanted it back… After hearing this, she immediately gave me 10,000 yuan! I never expected her to be so easily fooled! I immediately put on
a grateful face and knelt down before her… Damn it, I actually knelt before a woman like you, and you actually accept it!
I'll make you pay double! This time I tricked you out of 10,000 yuan, next time I'll trick you out of your tits, and trick you out of your pussy! Haha
!

…Acknowledging her as my sister means our relationship has become closer, and I've taken
the first step towards success. I've finally found her weakness. He, you beast, your day of defeat is not far off. Brother?
I won't be satisfied with that intimate title. Hmph, one day this brother of mine will fuck into the beautiful sister's pussy
!"

November 4, 2005, was a pivotal day for Gong's "revenge plan."
He marked this page with numerous exclamation marks in red pen. In his diary, he wrote:

"Today, I finally touched a beauty's breasts! So good! But not by touching, but by pressing my chest against them
, and rubbing my face against them a few times, hehe… I really admire my own cleverness! I just came up with this on the spur of the moment
, and had those poor fellow villagers who had benefited from me act out a purse-stealing and snatching game with me. I did
n't expect it to be so effective!… The villagers really acted well, they were so heavy-handed! Could it be that they're taking revenge
? I used to laugh at them for their lack of ambition. But you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; this bloody, bitter pill…"
The scheme, all for the beauty's sympathy and affection, was totally worth it! Seeing this silly woman with tears
welling up in her eyes, did she like me a little? Or did she just see me as a younger brother?

...I'm so damn proud of myself, I should be an actress, how can I cry so easily! I cried and
confessed to her—I was afraid I'd make a mistake at work, and you'd be angry and disown me as your brother. Just now you told me not to call you
"sister," who's your sister? I felt so bad, like the sky was falling, sob sob... I
really did cry convincingly!

...No, I can't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! As she wiped my tears, saying
all that nonsense about being a good brother and never letting me suffer, I decisively threw myself into her arms
. So damn fragrant! So damn soft! City women are just different! I cried and begged, "Sister
, you can't leave me! I can't live without you!" I buried myself in her chest, shaking my head as I sobbed. She
was actually moved. Actually, I was rubbing my face against her breasts, silly sister! Hehe…

city women's breasts are just different! Even in this cold weather, she's only wearing such a thin wool sweater and
a women's blazer. I took off the blazer earlier and just lay down on the sweater; it's so thin, like I'm not wearing
anything! Her bra seems thin too, with hardly any padding. My face could intimately feel
the shape and softness of her breasts. They smell so good, they're so full! How did my wife's breasts grow?
Compared to hers, they're like pig breasts! Having grown closer to Chen

and tasted the "sweetness" of a "city woman's" body,
Gong gradually became bolder over the next period of time. He would often take the opportunity of playing with Chu Chu to peek at Chen's private
parts, and even pretend to accidentally grope her.

"Her neckline was so low today, she was practically trying to seduce me! ... She knelt down to hug the little girl, and
when I looked down, oh my god, I could see most of her breasts! So white and tender, like two big white steamed buns!
I really wanted to take a bite!"

"We went out to play today... the little girl was playing with her, and I accidentally pulled her shirt down a bit, wow,
almost pulled her bra down! Most of her white, tender breasts were right in front of me, so exciting! She
quickly pulled her clothes back up, blushed, and slapped her daughter's bottom, then secretly glanced at me. I pretended
not to see and played with my phone. But in my mind, I had already played with that half-exposed breast
several times over!"

"...She was playing with Chuchu on the sofa again, and I was squatting on the floor tidying up the toys, but my eyes kept darting
around, hoping for an unexpected surprise...I saw it, I finally saw it! Chuchu was
between her legs, but as soon as I moved away, before she could even close them, I saw a pair of white panties deep inside her skirt! They were
covered by stockings, and for some reason, there was a thread-like thing in the middle of the stockings that was deeply embedded, cutting the plump
vulva in half—it was so damn tempting! Although it was only for a brief moment, I was so excited! I finally got a glimpse
of this noble city woman's secret place! My huge cock instantly stood up..."

"...Playing on the grass. I joined in the fun, pretending to be the big bad wolf and trying to snatch the little girl from her...
In the chaos, I rubbed the back of my hand against her thigh a few times, and my elbow pressed against her breasts twice. It was fucking
awesome! I still savor the memory!... She used to be very conscious of her image in front of me
, pretending to be a lady, but now she doesn't complain about me groping her like this. Is she interested in me? Or is
she just horny? Hehe..."

"...I really can't understand why that beast He would be so carefree, letting me have so many opportunities to interact with his wife. This
shows he's never taken me seriously, thinking that his wife, such a noble city woman, would never even look at
a country bumpkin like me! Damn it! I'll prove you wrong, one day you'll regret it! I
'll not only ruin your reputation, but I'll also hold your noble wife every day and fuck her with my big, country bumpkin cock until
she cries for her parents! Haha..."

"Today was so exciting! I touched her pretty little panties with my own hands, and they were even worn! ...
The toilet in their living room bathroom was broken, and as we were about to leave, I suddenly had a stomachache. She said, 'Since you're
going to the bedroom to get Chuchu's teddy bear anyway, just use the bathroom in the bedroom.' ... I found a wicker basket
with some unwashed clothes in it. Oh my god, they were all hers—pajamas, stockings, bras, and
panties! I excitedly picked up the bra and smelled it. It was strange; the little girl hadn't breastfed for a long time, but it still
smelled milky! It smelled so good, compared to the sour smell of my wife's bras, it was like heaven and earth!

I then carefully admired her pink panties; they were so small..." Will it cover her buttocks? Why is it so thin, and
why is it embroidered with hollow patterns? Won't her pubic hair stick out? I turned it over and saw that there was
an extra layer of cloth covering her vulva. There was a pale yellow stain on the cloth, and some clear, snot-like liquid. It felt
sticky to the touch. Was it the beauty's vaginal fluid? I sniffed it; it smelled of urine, and also the scent of a woman in heat
. Damn it, how noble are city women? They're just like my stinky old woman, leaking urine and vaginal fluid! But
the beauty's urine smells much better, sour and fishy, stimulating my penis to get bigger and bigger! ...I really
want to steal it home and enjoy it slowly, but I don't dare. But there's plenty of time; I will definitely have it!"

"I sneaked into the bathroom in the bedroom again today, it was so tense and exciting! ... Today I was wearing
a pair of purple panties... Is this really panties? It's so small! It seems to be made of just a few straps,
with only a small triangular piece of fabric covering the crotch area. Can I even wear this? ... There's a thin
stain of urine on the fabric, and besides the yellow urine stain, there's a little white sticky fluid. It smells pungent, but it's fucking fragrant! ... And there are even
two pubic hairs stuck to it! The most beautiful thing in my heart..." "The pubic hair of a city woman! I carefully wrapped it in a tissue;
I'm going to take it home and treasure it... I covered my big cock with my panties and masturbated a few times before ejaculating
. I even smeared some semen on the top of the triangular cloth... Hey, you beast, your wife's panties are covered in my semen
! It can't be washed off; there will be a little bit left. When your wife wears these panties
, hehe, my semen will stick to her tender little pussy! Haha..."

For the week starting November 4th, Gong kept a daily diary, filled with detailed, emotionally charged entries, all expressing his almost obsessive infatuation with Chen's body. This suggests that his impulsive hug
at the Huairou scenic area on November 11th, which nearly "ruined everything," was 　　a direct result of this accumulated infatuation. This hasty and reckless action, which alerted Chen, resulted in their interactions reverting to their previous lukewarm and distant state. 　　Gong deeply regretted it, writing in his diary that day: "I was fucking out of my mind! How could I be so impulsive? Was this the right time to hug her? I was too hasty! Mainly because she's been so good to me lately , and the environment there is so beautiful, the air so fresh, it made me feel like I was in love. Romantic relationships in movies and TV are always set in such environments! Who knew she still treated me like a younger brother and slapped me ." 　　...Luckily, I saw in her eyes after she hit me that there wasn't much anger, just some panic, and a hint of regret—was she regretting hitting me too hard? Hehe! I immediately slapped myself a few times and started putting on my pitiful, tearful act again...I waited downstairs at their house until evening, trying to redeem myself for my mistake...She finally came down, finally agreed to get in the car and listen to my confession. Good, I had another chance! I tearfully recounted how that beast He had treated me and how kind she had been , then lauded her as my beautiful goddess...Women are all fucking vain. Hearing me call her my goddess, although she still maintained her composure... Her face was different, but her eyes were much softer 　　… I was ready to go all in and use my trump card. I cried and said, “I know I was wrong today. I blasphemed my God and deserve punishment. Sister! I’ll call you that one last time. I’m saying goodbye. Tonight I’m leaving here and going back to my hometown. Let me atone for my sins with my eternal damnation! Sister, take care.” Then, with tears streaming down my face, I opened the car door… Sure enough, as expected, she ran out of the car and stopped me. I really admire myself. Not only did she forgive me, but she also seemed moved by my tears and sincerity! This silly woman!” 　　It seems that although Gong’s performance was old-fashioned, it was quite effective on the simple, kind, and naive Chen. Having read through the article “Me” and my diary many times, I am very interested in this “reckless incident.” From an outsider’s perspective, I think both Chen and Gong had a misunderstanding of the matter. Chen believed that as long as she maintained a lukewarm distance from him, everything would be fine, and she would only consider him a younger brother who had made a mistake. Gong also believed that Chen had only forgiven him, her scheming brother, because of his "foolishness." 　　My analysis is that from the day she recognized him as her younger brother, Chen had subconsciously developed feelings for Gong, but she wasn't aware of it. Ask yourself, if a respectable woman suddenly recognized a man she saw every day as her younger brother, wouldn't she have no other thoughts? Gong's elaborate scheme of stealing her bag, presented with a bloody facade of "loyalty and honesty," further heightened Chen's affection for him. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was "love born from pity," but she remained unaware that an extramarital affair had already sprouted deep within her heart. The "reckless hug" at the Huairou scenic area, on the surface, seemed to have widened the distance between Chen and Gong again , but I believe it was precisely the key that unlocked Chen's extramarital heart! 　　Why do I say this? A respectable woman's extramarital affair is often ambiguous, something she herself dares not admit . The reasons for this ambiguity and reluctance to admit it include traditional morality, social pressure, and family responsibility, among other factors. However, one crucial factor is easily overlooked—she is unsure if her extramarital partner is sincere! From the moment she recognized him as her godbrother, even though Chen had vaguely realized her feelings for Gong, was Gong's closeness merely gratitude or sibling affection? 　　Or did he genuinely harbor some affection for her, but was this love simply the superficial infatuation of a young man for a beautiful woman? She wasn't sure. But that "reckless hug" confirmed it—Gong adored her like a goddess! And desperately wanted her heart's favor! 　　To be loved is a beautiful and blissful thing! But Gong's accidental use of it became the key to unlocking Chen's extramarital affair. 　　Having the key was only half the battle; someone else was needed to open the door. Everything seemed preordained. That person arrived —the very "stinking old woman" Gong despised and cursed in his heart—Gong's wife. 　　The details of Gong's wife's arrival and her arrogant and reckless behavior, and how it facilitated Chen's first step towards infidelity , have already been described in great detail in the article "I," so I won't repeat them here. I'll just excerpt a few passages from Gong's diary to help you remember them better. 　　"It's been three weeks. I can't believe she's so heartless. I've apologized, begged, even cried, but she just won't talk to me! ... I think I should give up. I've spent so much effort trying to please her, even putting on a show of suffering for her. I'm so unwilling to give up! But what can I do? She's always had such a good life, went to university, is so beautiful, and her husband is so rich! And me? A farmer's son, no house, no car, no money—why would she even look at me? 　　... It seems I was too confident in myself before! Fine, I'll give up! I'll just be her brother, using her sympathy to scam some money... With the money I've saved now, maybe I can scam some women in poor cities like Lanzhou and Xi'an. At least the women there are considered city women, right? ... I'll stay in Beijing for another two years, save up 100,000 or 200,000, and then I'll go to Xi'an to develop my career..." 　　"Unbelievable! My ugly, smelly wife actually has such a big effect! ... I noticed a hint of displeasure in her eyes when she looked at that smelly wife; if I'm not mistaken, it was jealousy. Yes, it was the kind of jealousy between women! It's strange, a beautiful wife of a rich city man being jealous of an ugly country woman! Is she really trying to steal me away? ... Fine, then I'll deliberately get close to my wife and see what she does! ... That night, I deliberately called in sick to provoke her again. Sure enough, she gave me the reaction I expected. She was like a woman in love on TV, clearly very much in love with the man, yet..."

She deliberately feigned indifference, saying hurtful things, but I could tell she was completely jealous! Jealous of me because she likes me, and
jealous of that wretched woman! Great, I've succeeded halfway!

I never imagined she had such a fatal weakness! ...The next day, her phone call completely
exposed her weakness! She wanted me to rush back from the Great Wall to take her to the hospital? She was perfectly fine yesterday...I've never
seen her make such an unreasonable request. I think it's not physical discomfort, but rather emotional distress
! Maybe her little pussy is itchy, and she needs me to fuck her? Heh...

it's all because of that wretched woman! That damn woman actually sensed our subtle relationship! Not
only did she argue with me, but she also went to Chen's company to help me resign! And she actually agreed to my resignation! Did my judgment
fail again? ...That wretched woman is really fierce! I cursed at her a few times and she started arguing with me endlessly, even scratching
my face and tearing my clothes… I don’t care anymore, I’m going to find her tonight and get to the bottom of this! That beast He isn’t
here, this might be my last chance! Even though my resignation is a done deal, I’m not
willing to leave like this!

…I’m almost at her building, my face is scratched, I grit my teeth and scratch it a few more times, my shirt is torn, I’ll
tear it a little more… Great, a strong wind is blowing and it’s snowing, this will win her sympathy even more…

As long as she sees my pitiful state on the doorbell video, she’ll open the door, and as long as she opens the door, I’ll have
a chance! Damn it, I’ve put in so much effort, how can I not get my money’s worth if I don’t get my hands on her! I’m leaving soon, I
have to give it a try! Even if I have to rape her, I’ll get her! Even if I have to go to jail, I’ll get my hands on her!

Five minutes, ten minutes… I’m freezing to death… Thank God! She finally opened the door… I pitifully
begged for her forgiveness, tears streaming down my face, telling her how much I wanted to be by her side when we were at the Great Wall. I
cursed that vile woman's viciousness and heartlessness in front of her, sobbing as I said goodbye. Finally, I
confessed that I loved her but wasn't good enough for her… The silly woman was moved, tears streaming down her face…

I was about to succeed! I took two steps forward, crying, so close to her… I could even smell
the fragrance of her breath! She finally looked up at me, our eyes met… She didn't
look away, just looked at me with teary eyes… I'd be a fool not to act now! I suddenly reached out
and hugged her tightly. Her body was so fucking soft! So fragrant! This was the third time I'd hugged her, but this time she didn't resist, letting me hold her tighter and tighter. I felt her breasts almost being flattened
by my chest! 　　God! I succeeded! I'm going to fuck her! "One time is enough, two times is a bonus!" 　　From these words, we notice several facts: First, Gong had indeed backed out before his wife came to Beijing; second, because his wife had cut off his escape route, Gong came to Chen's house with the initial intention of "one time is enough" and then returning to his hometown, without expecting Chen to submit to him; third, Gong's prerequisite for "forcing himself on her" was that Chen open the door for him, and Chen did indeed hesitate for at least ten minutes before opening the door. 　　Let's make some assumptions: Gong's wife hadn't come to Beijing, or she hadn't helped Gong resign, or Gong's determination to "rape" her wasn't that strong and hesitant at the last minute, or Chen hesitated but still didn't open the door for Gong... If any of these assumptions had occurred, perhaps Chen wouldn't have gone down the path of infidelity. 　　However, none of these assumptions came true. Everything seemed preordained; Chen, this delicate red apricot, still cheated on her husband… Okay, starting from the next chapter, Gong's diary will contain detailed descriptions of 　　Chen's first affair, and many subsequent “affairs. ” You can be angry at Gong's perversion, or you can feel sorry for Chen's infidelity, but I advise you to observe with a lewd eye. Also, please don't sympathize with He's character ; that will only cause you trouble and make you look foolish! 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　Before reading Chapter Two, we need to clarify the timing of several events, as I noticed many readers in the original comments were confused and even argued about this. Now, with me, the “publisher” with firsthand material, you can have your doubts cleared up. 　　The biggest reason for the misunderstanding, I think, is a sentence He said—"At the end of 2005, I frequently traveled between Shenzhen and Beijing… This incident happened during that period." Everyone then naturally assumed that Chen's first affair occurred in mid-to-late December. In fact, the phrase "end of the year" can be precise to the last few days of December, or it can roughly refer to the last two months of the year. Now, Gong's diary can reveal the mystery— 　　October 12, 2005: Morning: Recognizes Gong as her younger brother. 　　November 4, 2005: "Snatching the bag, a self-inflicted injury," the "siblings" hug for the first time. 　　November 11, 2005: At Huairou Scenic Area, a rash hug, Chen slaps Gong. 　　November 30, 2005: Gong's wife comes to Beijing, Gong takes leave to take her to an amusement park in Beijing. 　　December 1, 2005: Gong takes his wife to the Great Wall, Chen finally can't help but call Gong; Gong's 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　wife resigns for her husband; Gong comes to "say goodbye," Chen's first affair.　　　　December 8, 2005: Gong's wife makes a scene; Gong takes Chen home, Chen's second affair. 　　December 11, 2005: Gong's wife takes their son back to their hometown first. 　　December 20-21, 2005: xxx (I'll keep you in suspense for now) 　　On December 22, 2005, Gong took the train back to his hometown (arriving home on the 23rd). 　　On December 28, 2005, Gong took the train back to Beijing (arriving in Beijing on the 29th). 　　This solved the mystery of Chen's menstrual cycle— around the 24th to the end of each month. On May 8, 2006, it was discovered that her period (April 24th) was delayed by more than ten days, perfectly matching the description. This wasn't just my guess, because Gong later claimed to have discovered Chen's pattern of being "particularly horny in the days before and after her period," and therefore kept detailed records of Chen's periods in his diary. 　　As for why He didn't respond to readers' questions about the timing in the comments, even a fool would know...

And you're rubbing salt into their wounds when they're already heartbroken?

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[Adaptation Notes]

Two years ago, I stumbled upon this article serialized on Chinaren and read it in one go. My feelings at the time
can only be described as "shocked." Being deeply attracted to non-erotic literature has only happened twice in my online reading history: once
with Zhao Ganlv's "Elevator Adventure," and this time. During the two-hour reading, I was
deeply moved by He's love for his wife, I was perplexed by Chen's ignorance, and I was strongly
shocked by Gong's shamelessness and darkness! Several days after finishing it, my heart still felt heavy.

Yes, the overall feeling this article gives is—unforgettable, but very disheartening.

However, as an erotic literature author, I have my own way of relieving this feeling: turn it into erotic literature!
So I reread the entire article several times, carefully pondered the details, and then started writing myself, even managing to write
over ten thousand words for my own amusement. Unfortunately, I put it aside due to daily life matters, and later forgot about this incomplete piece of writing.

A few days ago, while organizing old articles, I accidentally came across this incomplete piece, and it suddenly rekindled my interest in rewriting it.

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