My affair with a married woman

In my daily life, I'm quite cool and don't really like socializing. What surprised me was that I never expected to change like this. Perhaps it's because I was originally...
Yes .

However, the reality after graduation seemed to break my wings of ambition. Without connections or backdoors, I could only return to my hometown, a small
place to continue my seemingly unattainable dreams. My close female friend from school also broke up with me. Faced with reality, I had to lower my once proud
head…
I worked in a small company, working from sunrise to sunset every day, with endless overtime. It could be said that in that place, I always
breathed heavily and cautiously. Gradually, my classmates and friends all got married and had children. My circle shrank, and the support my family provided became increasingly tainted.
I couldn't let go; I couldn't escape. Faced with well-intentioned or malicious inquiries from all sides, I gradually learned to hide myself, so that
no one could understand me. I didn't want to pour out the sorrow I had accumulated over so many years and have to go through it all again. Bitter and listless.
Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, on an ordinary day, I met my beloved. Her broad-mindedness and magnanimity attracted me. I
guessed right, my beloved was the internet, the platform that became popular in our time. From then on, I was completely hooked, from single-player games to
online games to BBS to QQ, which I still use today. I was obsessed with everything I played, refusing to go to bed before 2 AM every night. I
had unconsciously poured my heart into the internet, especially in QQ and forums. One's attitude is a mirror; when you approach
online , everyone online is just a player; when you sincerely communicate with others online, everyone becomes a close confidante, someone you can confide in.
Once upon a time, I was a good young man with dreams and aspirations, studying hard, and after graduation finding... I want a good job to serve society and repay my parents for raising me.
My acquaintance with her began online. Her name was Anzi, and we met in a small QQ group chat room. She was an administrator, and I was someone a friend had invited me in.
Late at night, she would sometimes greet me and we'd chat for a few minutes
, but it was always lukewarm. Until one Mid-Autumn Festival evening, the whole family had a reunion dinner. After the meal, my aunts, uncles, and cousins started talking about my personal problems. Feeling frustrated, I went to an internet cafe.
Perhaps everyone had plans that day; the group chat was quiet, but I saw her online. In that moment of low
spirits poured out all my troubles to her, regardless of whether she wanted to listen or not. She listened attentively, sometimes
asking me questions. Later, I also... I felt a little embarrassed. We were complete strangers, and she was a girl spending her precious time having fun
. Why should I care about your past relationships or your happiness?
I'm just an emotional person, maybe it was just the full moon that stirred something within me… Anyway, we had a very pleasant chat that night,
feeling getting along. We talked until after 2 a.m., and only after saying goodbye did I leave the internet cafe. It was already autumn, and the weather turned cool at night.
A desolate atmosphere pervaded the streets. The city was in a quiet slumber; even the occasional sound of passing cars on the road was absent. Every night was like this.
Walking alone on the street, I felt incredibly vulnerable. Unconsciously, the darkness made me taste the bitterness of loneliness!
Through our previous chat, we gradually became familiar with each other, and our conversations became more open. We talked about everything—society, politics, studies, life… It's not about talking about it,
but a way to relieve loneliness. These days have been the happiest and most relaxed days of my life. In moments of loneliness or aimlessness, I can listen to
her lively, imaginative chatter. Even after chatting for a while, we'd talk about risqué topics or share dirty jokes. We
were joking and teasing each other. But when the topic turned to family, especially her family, I instinctively sensed a kind of rejection, a
helplessness, a feeling I couldn't quite describe. I would consciously avoid the topic to avoid making either of us feel awkward. But I'm curious, truly curious. As a young, single person,
I can't understand why a girl my age, in the bloom of youth, feels such sadness when it comes to the warm word "family."
It's getting older. To be honest, who doesn't long for love? Twenty-five or twenty-six is precisely the age of "spring fever," only... Yes, I felt that longing in Zeng Si's heart...
But it was this deadly curiosity that led to the emotional entanglement between Anzi and me, a tale that could only be forgotten.
I lay there for a long time, unwilling to get up, suckling her sweet milk, only then realizing how wonderful the outside world truly was... By the way, you
reached a point of vague infatuation with the other person, but we never opened Pandora's box. We still got along properly, because at that moment, I... When I
began to recount this experience, I felt obligated to advise everyone: don't engage in online dating, don't try to find true love in the virtual world.
Most things that seem good in dreams are illusions. The fatal allure of online dating lies in its near-perfect illusion created by its virtuality. Of course, in such a relationship,
one can abandon all the heavy burdens of reality and completely immerse oneself in the world of emotions. There's always a urge to do whatever you want, especially when
the risk is low and the temptation is high enough; no one can resist that.
However, it was just a game, a dream. Of course, saying that would be a desecration of this relationship.
Gradually, she opened her heart to me, and my ridiculous online romance began. Every night, we, who had added each other on QQ, would chat until we were reluctant to
part .
We laughed and joked like brothers, teasing each other, joking and teasing, completely casual, without any pretense or affectation. A torrent of words poured out whenever
our avatars lit up, as if we had endless things to say. At first, I thought these two young people with
lonely penguin avatars were just admiring each other without any specific purpose. Then, like all online romance stories, without realizing it, we both realized that
she was already... A young married woman… So, she dared not, and I couldn't bear it. We simply continued our unspoken understanding online.
However, I underestimated the power of the internet, underestimated the formidable electronic media of the 21st century, and underestimated
the desires I had hidden for so many years, suppressed by the trivialities of life. I began to lose control of my overflowing emotions; it could be said that my heart was completely tamed and captured by her. Every day,
the first thing I did upon returning home was to log onto that damned QQ, searching for her presence with bloodshot eyes, always pretending it was a chance encounter when I saw her… Those
days of waiting for her QQ to light up lasted almost four months, a wait tinged with resentment and mixed with joy. It could be said that I spent almost all my time
waiting or on the way to waiting. Two people separated by distance, thus experiencing joy and sorrow online. I think this is why so many people have followed suit.
One of the reasons I continued my online romance was probably because of this.
Even though we were on completely different paths, our love blossomed. Then, like all online lovers, we met in person. It was late autumn, and
it was still quite chilly. But the lazy sun still hung in the sky, as if determined to witness my moment of happiness. The appointed time was almost here, but she
hadn't appeared. My heart was pounding with anxiety
, like claws were scratching at me. I thought to myself, women are all late, practically all of them, otherwise they'd feel they weren't showing their worth! A silvery laugh drifted over, and finally she arrived. She was truly beautiful; I hadn't missed her. A snow-white coat, a pair of
beautiful boots, and long, flowing, jet-black hair... She looked stunning.

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