It was just four days ago, April 25, 2004 AD. On that day, which was Sunday, I went to the tech market to buy a new CD-ROM because I had a problem with my computer’s DVD drive. Because my girlfriend especially likes to play games, especially Need for Speed. While wandering around the technology market, I also had the heart to spend $250 especially for my girlfriend to buy a super video game with gas pedal, brake and steering wheel, so that she can have a more realistic feeling when playing Need for Speed. After dinner with his girlfriend that night, as usual, she opened QQ while chatting with Internet users, while playing cards in the Chinese game center. I turned on the TV, DVD player to enjoy my American blockbusters. Usually we usually go to bed around twelve o’clock, that day at twelve o’clock she turned off the computer and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After about twenty minutes, think girlfriend bath should be finished, I sat in the car all day is also a little sleepy, take a towel ready to go to the shower. Walked to the bathroom door just want to knock on the door, suddenly heard inside the sound of talking, I think it is strange, how to take a bath alone will have talking sound? Stopped to listen to the side ear, inside the girlfriend’s voice, it turned out that she was talking on the phone. I thought: really strange, it is already half past twelve, who is she talking to on the phone? Besides, to talk about the phone when it is not good to talk, in the bathroom bath this time are utilized. Heart more and more a little suspicious, think things a little strange, then decided to listen to what she was talking about.
The soundproofing in the bathroom in my room was very poor, and despite my girlfriend’s lowered voice and the sound of running water from the showerhead, I could clearly hear the talking inside.
Who is she talking to at this late hour? It wasn’t her classmates or coworkers. My suspicion grew and I decided to eavesdrop.
Then I heard my girlfriend’s voice seemed to be very pleasant, and when she was talking, she kept laughing. I thought this person must have an unusual relationship with her, and I seldom heard her so happy when she was talking on the phone. (Perhaps it was her happiness that caused her to overlook the sound of my footsteps approaching the bathroom and the fact that there was someone listening outside.)
“Why are you still up, it’s so late?” Girlfriend’s voice.
“Oh, miss me? Is that true?”
“Of course I’m glad!”
“What am I doing? Can’t you hear it? Listen harder” The sound of the faucet pounding on the floor inside got louder and she turned it up a little.
“Hear me now? I’m in the shower. Now that it’s done, it’s time to get dressed.”
“What? What do you want to hear?”
“Listening to me, huh? Isn’t it true?”
“You really want to hear it, don’t you?”
Suddenly the running water got a little louder. Immediately afterward, I heard a sound I never dreamed I’d hear; she was actually moaning over the phone, the same way she did when I made love to her in bed, and much more exaggerated.
I’m frozen. Why is this happening? What did I hear?
The sound sounded louder and louder in my ears, getting clearer and clearer and more and more unacceptable. Finally, I couldn’t contain my anger, “Pumbaa! Pumbaa!” I picked up my fist and pounded it at the bathroom door.
The voices inside immediately came to a screeching halt, and all was calm again.
The bathroom door opened. I stood in the doorway and didn’t move. My girlfriend passed me and whispered “Nuts! What?” Then she went to the next bathroom and ran the water very loudly for about five minutes. I don’t know what she was doing with the water and why she was making it so loud. Was she trying to cover up something with the noise? Usually she went straight to her room to sleep after her shower. And I stayed standing still. I even stopped thinking. My brain was a mess. My whole body was shaking and my lips were trembling uncontrollably.
After a few minutes, she went back to her room with a towel. I followed her in.
Usually, as soon as she comes back to her room she hangs the bath towel on the hook behind the door and undresses for bed. But today she didn’t, she came back to her room and sat on the edge of the bed, the bath towel still in her hand, wiping her hands one by one, I don’t know if her hands were dirty or not, but she kept wiping them anyway, over and over again, with her eyes fixed on the TV screen.
I stood up in the middle of the house, held back my anger and said to her very calmly, “Please show me your cell phone.”
I’d like to know exactly who she was talking to on the phone just now. In my guess, there are two possibilities: one is to that Tsinghua University’s netizen; the other is to that Shanghai’s netizen. Because I sometimes occasionally see her QQ IP display Shanghai or Tsinghua University, and she usually chat QQ chat most of them. And in the chat I talk to her words she almost can not hear, every time I say a sentence after a long time she came back to God, and then asked me “What did you just say?” I often lie on the bed far from the cold eyes to watch her chatting with others, she seems to chat very happy, have endless words, have endless happy things, from time to time to let out a loud laughter, but also from time to time to glance at my side. She was afraid that I would watch her chatting, and even more afraid that I would suddenly walk over and stand next to her. As soon as I got up, she immediately turned off the dialog box. There are times when I purposely stood next to her and did not move for a long, long time, the bottom right corner of the computer’s QQ small graphic constantly showing that there are messages to come, but she opened another window and began to play games, until I walked away.
She was still sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes glued to the TV and her hands still wiping.
I added, “Bring me your phone and see!”
She still didn’t respond, keeping the same movements she had just made, over and over again.
I turned the TV off.
“Is it not taking?” I asked, staring at her.
She kept silent.
“Who were you talking to on the phone?” I continued to ask her in a very calm tone as I tried to stay as calm as possible.
“What are you talking about at this late hour?” I wanted her to be honest with me, I wanted to give her a chance.
She had been sitting on the edge of the bed. I stopped talking.
After about ten minutes or so.
“Okay. I don’t want to know now. From tonight, from now on, you are not to be with me any more. I’m giving you full freedom, and from now on, what you want to do is none of my business. What I want to do also has nothing to do with you. Go away!” Her house wasn’t far from where I lived, and she would be home soon.
She still sat there motionless.
“In the past, you chat with people QQ I said you a few sentences you impatient, said I am too much, too much control, and even quarrel with me. Later I don’t care about you, give you private space, casually chat, fully trust you. But now it seems that I was the one who was wrong. You’re not trustworthy at all!”
“It’s pointless and unnecessary for you to stay here now. I forgave you when you used to make long-distance phone calls with people for two or three hours at a time, the shortest being half an hour, and you took the initiative to call. That night you drank with others until more than three o’clock in the morning, when you came back even the wall can not hold steady, is a man will be half-carrying half-assisted to send you back, and later I also forgave you. You said that without me, there was no point in living. I believed you. But this time I have nothing more to say. Do you think it’s still possible for us? Is there any point in going on like this? Go away!” I took out a bank card from my wallet that had tens of thousands of dollars we had saved. She and I kept the money on two bank cards, since she and I usually spend money wastefully, we decided to save it in the bank so that we would at least have a little bit of savings by the time we got married. One for her and one for me. The one I had had slightly more money. “You take it, you know the PIN.”
She still didn’t say anything.
I turned away from her and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As I washed, I thought to myself, these days, she has to wash at the end of every shower, all after twelve, and for a long time. It didn’t seem to be like this a month ago. Ever since that time when I found out that the talk time on her phone showed two hours and forty-three minutes, she turned her cell phone to silent every time she came back to the room, and didn’t answer any calls from anyone else as long as I was in the room. Sometimes she takes the phone, looks at it, and says, “Must be a wrong number again, I’m not answering.”
I came back into the room and she was still sitting in her original position.
“It’s no use you sitting here. I’m going to sleep, so stop by and close the door for me when you leave.” I lay back under the covers and closed my eyes. The scene from earlier came back to my mind I felt straight up angry.
It was until 3:00 a.m. and I still wasn’t asleep. She was still sitting there. I stopped talking to her and just tossed and turned in bed. In my mind, I kept asking myself, “What kind of person would make her do such a thing? What kind of person would make her do such a thing, and what kind of relationship would make her do it? Would a woman of honor do such a thing in front of her dearest?”
At some point, she lifted the covers and lay down as well, without undressing. I moved as far to my side as I could, I didn’t want to touch her, and I didn’t want her to touch me. I was already beginning to hate that body.
Finally, I drifted off to sleep before I could find the answer. I also had to fall asleep because I had to work tomorrow.
About six o’clock in the morning, I was sleeping when I vaguely felt someone hugging me. I removed the arms that were holding me and moved further to the side of the bed.
She followed and hugged me again. I broke her hands away again.
The next thing I know, she’s hugging me repeatedly, and I’m removing her hands repeatedly.
Finally, I spoke.
“Would you please go hug your favorite person? I don’t want to get on someone’s girlfriend’s bad side, I would never touch someone else’s girlfriend.”
She cried, but still brought her arms up to hug me.
I grabbed her hand in mine. “It’s no use for you to do that. Since last night, I already have a new plan. From now on, I will have my own new girlfriend and you can go to the one you like. Both of you are relieved from now on.” I even suggested her kindly. “Now it’s going to be May 1 soon, you can just take this vacation to go over there and meet him, to meet your ‘husband’.” I once saw her chatting with someone who sent her a message calling her “wife”, and she didn’t object and kept chatting with him happily. I seem to remember arguing with her about it, and she said it was just for fun anyway, so she didn’t need to make such a big deal out of it.
Her sobs got louder and were accompanied by the sound of tears ticking down on the pillow. “Honey, (that’s what he keeps calling me) I really love you! Don’t leave me.”
I sneered. “Don’t call me that, okay? That ‘husband’ of yours will have a problem with you calling me that.”
“I mean it, it’s really you I love!”
“This sentence may be before I will believe, but now you think I will still believe? Do you think I’m really an SB?In fact, I used to forgive you all because I gave you a chance, I didn’t object to you chatting on the internet, and I often reminded you of that, but you couldn’t listen to anything I said back then, and as soon as you were on the internet, you treated everything I said as if it was farting.”
She’s been crying.
“I can tell you unequivocally: I can never forget that incident last night, not for the rest of my life, it was a thorn, a thorn that has taken root in my heart. Think about it, is it even possible for us to be in this situation? It’s simply impossible! Because I simply can’t forget it!!!”
She came over to hug me again and I pushed her away before rolling over and getting up. “Don’t want me to sleep do you? I’ll just go to work then.”
She hugged the covers and sobbed.
The whole day in the office, that incident has been circling around in my mind, how can I not understand how she became such a person. Originally she was a very gentle and obedient girl, she also knew how to care about me, and she was also very good to my family, my family was poor, her family was richer. Every time as soon as I heard that my family needs money, she immediately let me send home, every time three thousand five thousand what she did not say anything. Every time I eat dinner will be my favorite dishes to my bowl, on the night of the incident or. I like to watch movies, and she does not love to see, but every time as long as I said to go to the movies she insisted on accompanying me to go, although she was mostly sleeping. I said to watch American blockbusters to use the stereo play to be strong enough, she immediately accompanied me to the mall to move back to a big set of stereo back. I love to drink cold beer, she bought back a refrigerator to give me cold beer. In short, usually what I say and do what she is obedient to me. But I never thought that such a thing would actually happen to her.
The next day at about 4pm she sent a text that she knew I wouldn’t answer when she called.
“Husband, I’m sorry, let’s calm down during this time, don’t bother you, my heart for you has never changed since we met, it’s not changing now it will never change, the heart has always loved you the most.”
I didn’t reply.
On the night of the 26th, a little after nine o’clock, she suddenly opened the door and came in. I was watching TV and ignored her, still watching my TV. As soon as she came in, she packed her clothes, one bag, one bag, another bag, three whole bags. I thought she should leave after packing, but I didn’t expect her to sit in front of the computer and actually try to play my new Need for Speed.
At 10:20, I stood next to her. Faintly, I told her “I’m going to bed.”
She lingered for a moment, closing the computer. Then threw her head back and lay in the rocking chair.
After waiting about ten minutes or so, I added, “You hear me? I’m going to bed!” Meaning to tell her to go right now.
She lay back in her chair, not moving.
I took off my clothes, lay down under the covers and watched TV. After a while, I turned off the sound of the TV (I usually use this trick when there’s a commercial on TV). Stared at the screen in disbelief.
She didn’t move a muscle.
“Go away! What are you doing sitting here with me.” I snapped at her again. The voice stayed cold.
“You can sit if you want, I’m going to sleep.” I stopped ignoring her.
She walked over and turned off the TV. Continued back to the chair to recline.
I don’t know how long it took, but I saw she hadn’t left and got a little fired up.
“What’s the point of sitting in my place, maybe there’s a tip for sitting somewhere else.” A lady can get tips for sitting with someone.
I heard her crying quietly.
I was in a daze when she nudged me and lifted the covers up, she was going to sleep here too, her text message from today was null and void.
I’m already too lazy to talk to her or pay attention to her. We used to sleep together every day anyway, so let her sleep again, mainly because it seems to be raining outside, and once before I had a fight with her she ran home in the rain and got sick.
She stopped coming over to hug me that night. There were no words all night. The next day.
Maybe I need a breath of fresh air ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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